People's voice. [volume] (Wellington, Sumner County, Kansas) 1890-1917, 1893-11-03
CARTER HENRY HARRISON.

SIS Mr.. Harrison IMP" asked the
man in quiet pleasant voice.
"Yes, sir" responded the girl, as
she threw the door wider open to per-
nit his entrance.
II would like to see him, please"
said the man as he walked toward the
back end of the hall Mr.. Harrison
was in the dining-room which opens
into the rear end of the hall. Hearing
the man ask for him, he rose and
stepped into the hallway and walked
toward Prendergast, who, by the time
he caught sight of Mr.. Harrison, had
advanced about ten feet FROM the
doorway. Without saying a word,
Prendergast drew a revolver and
commenced to fire He pulled trigger
but three times, and every bullet hit
the mark.
One ball shattered Mr.. Harrison's
left hand, another passed into the
lower right side of the abdomen,
making a wound that would have
been mortal within few DAYS, the
third bullet entered the chest, slightly
above the heart. This bullet was the
immediate cause of death. As soon as
Prendergast began to fire Mr.. Har-
rison turned and walked rapidly
toward the dining-room. He walked
through the door across the dining.
room and passed into buffers pam
try opening off the room, where, weak
ened by loss Of blood, he fell to the
floor
Across Ashland boulevard, directly
opposite the residence of Mr.. Harrison,
is the home of w. J. Chalmers, the
wealthy maker of mining machinery.
Mr.. Chalmers was standing upon the
front steps OF his residence when the
shots were fired. He bounded down
the steps and dashed across the street,
met Prendergast almost out of the
gate.
What is it?" said Mr. Chalmers.
The man walked rapidly north on
Ashland avenue without replying and
Mr.. Chalmers fastened into the house.
He reached Mr.. Harrisons side almost
at the same instant that William Pres
ton Harrison had found where his
father lay.
"Are you hurt?" asked Mr.. Chalmers
as he and the son of the dying man
.strove to raise him.
| I've got my death, Chalmers" re-
, spOnded the mayor.
: Noticing a spot of blood on the
, m,yors waistcoat, Mr.. Chalmers said:
81 guess not"
I'm shot in the heart and / m dead
man, was the only reply.
A moment later he said, with voice
which was rapidly losing strength:
"Unbutton my vest. Chalmers; there's
where the trouble is"
| by this time the stricken man had
been borne to 4 couch in an adjoining
room, and as quickly as he spoke Mr..
Chalmers gently opened his waistcoat.
| The front of his shirt was soaked with
blood, when wclled rapidly from two
| ApASSt bhS gNpb dpOFC NuC ucdIlt lIlc
other IN his abdomen.
Its through the heart" said the
mayor again, his voice scarcely above
a whisper 4 moment later he sank
into pncoHsciousness, aud in twenty
minutes after receiving the wounds
Mr.. Harrison was dead.
The murderer FASTENED to the
nearest police station and gave him
self mp.
Prendergast is beyond doubt luna
tic pure and simple He has studied
and read cranky economic theories I'M
til his mind gave way.
His actions for several weeks past
confirm this supposition. He has been
writing threatening postal cards TO
various city officials; he has threatened
the life of the mayor in the presence
Of Mr.. Graham, the mayors secretary;
be has demanded that Corporation
Counsel Kraus should resign in his
favor, and his whole conduct has been
that of a man mentally unbalanced,
whose mania, taking homicidal turn,
settleo upon Mayor Harrison as the
Imaginary author of his wrongs