The record-union., 1891-04-20

police officers Higgins, Arlington and
White, official stenographer Win. J..
Davis, and RECORD UNION reporter.
Haggerty did not appear to be at all
nervous, but his countenance showed
plainly the effects of his prolonged spree.
He nodded pleasantly to the several Of
fcials as he recognized them, and coolly
asked officer Higgins for chew of to-
bacco.
''Well, Haggerty," began Chief Drew,
you are in rather serious trouble aren't
your"
Haggerty laughed hoarsely and said /:
Il don't know much about it. I suppose
you've got something against me, but I
didn't know done anything wrong"
a POOR RUsE.
''Do you know what you have been ar
rested for?" asked the Chief.
well, no not exactly You see am
pretty handy at fixing up flowers, and as
/ was going along the street / saw some
in this yard and | thought I would like
to have some Of them. l was picking
them, and didn't know they belonged to
anybody, when the officers came along
and arrested me. That's all know
about it,
Haggerty smiled and nodded to the
| Chief after making this little speech, and
| told him to go ahead and ask some more
questions.
IlC $AllGls hO"GNCI, gave way 10 S1lY
Attorney Hart, who succeeded in forcing
Haggerty to virtually admit the killing
did you have any trouble at home this
afternoon before leaving the house ?'
asked Mr.. Hart.
No" replied the prisoner, and the
smile vanished from his countenance.
Didn't you have some trouble with
your son Jack ?''
mo. 1t was him that had the trouble
with me. He's always been abusing me
about being a foreigner, and said l was
! no good and don't belong III this country.
| That's more than | can stand, because l
shouldered musket and fought for this
| country
Did you do anything to him when he
abused you this afternoon ?''
Il don't allow no man to abuse me for
| being foreigner" was the evasive re-
! ply. Il don't care to explain myself
| fully" resumed the prisoner, after a
| pause, 'but will tell yOu, gents, that's a
very bad boy-that Jack"
DENIES THE sTABBING.
''Well," persisted Mr.. Hart, didn't
! you, when Jack abused you to-day, take
| hold of bis shirt front, and strike him in
the side?'
mo; | walked away"
Didn't you go out of the house shortly
! after the trouble, throw your knife on the
| sidewalk, and say you Were too old a
soldier TO be imposed upon?'
I don't remember anything like that.
[ might have said something Of the kind,
| but | don't remember now. haven't
got any knife. The trouble was about a
! stranger that Jacks been keeping around
the house-a bum. ] wouldn't have him
around there, and was going to fire him
out. That's my house, and they were
trying to run me out.''
Did yOn tell that stranger you would
cut his heart out?''
mo. That fellow is a bum. He was
| cleaning catfish out in the yard. [ told
| him to get out, when Jack interfered, and
! said: 'Haggerty, keep off, or I'll cut your
| heart OUT Oh, he's bad boy. He wants
! to be shoulder-striker; but he will never
| do it again.
why not?"
'Because-well, because he won't dare
to-"
The knife with which the terrible deed
| was done was brought in and shown to
! Haggerty He admitted that it was his.
! but declared that it had been given to him
! Saturday night. a pair of blood-stained
| scissors, which were found upon his per-
! son when searched, was also shown to
! him. He explained, with quite burst ol
mirth, that the blood was from his pups
ears. He had been cropping them in the
! forenoon.
THIN STORIES.
When allowed to talk at will, Haggerty
invariably made very damaging state
ments, but Whenever he was asked di-
rectly whether or not he had killed his
son, ne denied it.
But the most remarkable circumstance
connected with the interview was Hag-
! geTty's utter lack of remorse or feeling
when he learned that his son was really
dead
| When the City Attorney impaired this
! information to the hardened old man, he
/ laughed, and said: I'm glad to hear it :
] don't care for Judges, juries, or any
| body else. I'm glad to hear it; that boy
| was a bad egg. But God be with him, il
! he is really dead. But didn't have any
! thing to do with it; his daddy didn't
! do it; l wasn't there at all.'
/ ''DO you know what you are here in
| jail for?" asked Chief Drew.
Picking flowers, l suppose" was the
reply.
murder Of your son, and he is at the
! MOrgue."
well. the poor devil, Pm sorry for
! hfm-but / never did it. Some of those
! bUms did it,
! "But your daughters were there, and
! they say you did it." said the Chief.
Let them prove it Pm here, and amt
going to run away. Pm glad he's dead
! because he abused me and called me an
Irish -- -, and that's something ]
don't allow no man to call me. But ]
didn't kill him, though; I went right
away"
what did you go away for?' asked
Mr.. Hart.
HAGGERTY DEFIANT.
well, | wanted to keep out of his way
He is q dangerous man. He's treacher-
Gus. Some time ago he slipped up behind
me, but that was not why / killed him.
Then you did Kill him ?'' quickly in
terposed District Attorney Ryan.
NO, not to my knowledge" replied
Haggerty in a confused manner. "You
needn't to ask NE any more about it.
have told all about it, and told the truth
If the boys dead, why there's the end tC
it, and it is due to the bad company he
kept. But l didn't do it, and defy al,
the Judges and iuries to prove it. TO the
best of my knowledge | didn't raise my
hand 10 the boy.''
Haggerty then went off into rambling
statement about his various family
troubles and the various alleged abuses
he had been subjected to, but declined tc
talk further about the stabbing.
He was theu taken back to his cell and
J locked up for the night.
WHISKY TO BLAME.
The Father Degraded and Helpless