The daily morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1883-1899, 1893-10-29

the sidewalk he had disappeared. Across
Ashland Boulevard, directly opposite
Harrlsons residence is the home Of
W. ]. Chalmers, a wealthy maker OF
mining machinery. Chalmers was
standing upon the front steps OF his
residence when the shots were fred
He dashed across the street and net
Prendergast at the gate.
What is it?' asked Chalmers. The
man walked rapidly away without re-
plying, and Chalmers hastened into the
fouse and reached Harrison almost at
the same moment as Preston Harrison
found where his father lay.
"Are you hurt?" asked Chalmers, as
he and the son Of the dying man strove
TO raise him.
Il have got my death, Chalmers"
responded the mayor. I'm shot in
the heart and I'm dead man"
A moment later Harrison said. with
lis voice rapidly losing strength. "Un-
button my vest. There's where the
trouble is" By this time the stricken
man was bourne to couch In an adj
Joining room and, as he spoke, Chal-
rqers gently opened his waistcoat. The
front of his shirt was soaked in blood
which welled rapidly from the wound.
TITS through the heart" said the
mayor again, his voice scarcely above
whisper. A moment later he sank
into Inconsistencies and twenty min
utes after receiving the wound Mr..
Harrison was dead. When young Iilr-
risen came down stairs and learned
the cause Of the shooting. he turned
in a burglar alarm, and even before he
reached his fathers side, a patrol wag-
on filled with officers from tho Lake
street station came crashing towards
the mayors house. BY the time the
officers arrived, all trace OF the MUIR
derer was lost, and even before the
mayor had breathed his last officers
from every station in the city were
on the lookout for the murderer. Ev-
cry possible effort was made to secure
medical attendance for Harrison, but
when DR.. Lyman, the first physician
to arrive, reached the mayors side, he
was a dead man. About twenty-five
minutes after the shooting, Sergeant
Frank Mcdonald was standing in the
office of the Desplaines street police
station Every available officer had
already hurried out to work on the
case, and Mcdonald was preparing TO
follow, when the door was pushed gent
ly open and in walked small, smooth
shaven, poorly dressed man carrying a
revolver in his hand. He shook like
a man with the palsy. His face was
white and drawn, and great drops of
perspiration chased each other down
his face, and his tottering limbs seemed
scarcely able to hold him up Looking
Mcdonald straight in the eyes he said
~ did it."
you did it?" asked Mcdonald.
Eyes, | did"
Did what?" asked the officer, as he
laid one hand on the fellows shoulder
and with the other took the revolver.
II shot Mayor Harrison, and that's
what | shot him with" was the reply
What made you do it?" asked Nc
mad.
He said he would make me cor
poIation counsel, and he did not. That
Is what shot him for"
Prendergast was trembling so that
he could scarcely stand, and the officer
led him to q chair and asked a few
more questions to which Prendergast
would only make the reply he had
first given as to the cause of the shoot
ing. He said that after leaving Har-
rison's house he had taken n street
car and started towards the Desplaines
street station with the object OF giving
himself UP. "The car did not run
very fast" he said, "or I would have
been here sooner"
The cell door was barely closed he
hind the murderer when an excited
spowd began TO gather about the police
station. Patrol wagons ratified up to
the place, cabs and carriages came by
the score. and their occupants crowded
and pushed their way into the Office
Personal friends of the dead mayor
and city officials, crowded against each
other In a wild endeavor to learn II
the story which had spread like Wild
fire through the city was true. An inn
mense throng gathered, and laboring
men who stopped on their way home
added their voices to the subdued
threats Of vengeance, for Mr. Harrison
was popular with the masses. The
streets soon filed for blocks, and the
officers as they looked out Of the sta
tion windows upon the surgIng sea Of
angry faces. became alarmed for the
safety Of the prisoner. A hasty confer
ence was held and 1t was decided TO
remove Prendergast to the central sta
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