The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1893-11-03

rison. five times mayor of the city of
Chicago, was assassinated at his home
in this city at 7:05 o'clock last night
The murderer, who is undoubtedly de-
mented, was Eugene Patrick Prender-
gast, paper carrier on Mr.. Harrison's
journal. the Times, and who lived at
GOO Jane street. The assassin, who was
pursued to police station, said that
he had killed the mayor because he
had promised him the corporation coun-
selship of the city of Chicago, and had
failed to keep his word. Mayor Harri-
son was TO have been married to Miss
Annie Howard, of New Orleans, on the
9TH of November.
The Story OF the Awful Crime.
CmcAeo, Oct. 29.--At 7:O5 o'clock
last evening a man ran up the front
steps of Mayor Harrison's residence, at
No. 231 South Ashland avenue, and
rang the bell. Mary Hansen, the ser
want. answered the bell, and the man
outside asked for Mr.. Harrison. She
said he would have to wait moment,
as Mr.. Harrison was asleep on the
sofa in the parlor, at the same time
going back through the hall to call
him, leaving the door open. In mo-
ment Mr.. Harrison stepped from the
parlor into the hall. In an in
slant the man had drawn a revolver and
fred, the shot entering the abdomen
just above the navel. Two more shots
rang out an instant later, the first of
which entered the mayors body under
the left'arm, penetrating the heart. Mr..
Harrison, when the first shot was fired,
had started towards the door and the
second shot struck him when within a
few feet of the assassin. Mr.. Harrison
was SO close to the muzzle of the re-
volver when the third shot was fred
that the bullet shattered one of the
lxnuclles of his left hand and the pow
der burnted the flesh.
Mr.. Harrison's coachman, who was
in the rear of the house when the first
shot was fired, ran into the hall and
fired three shots at the man as he ran
out of the front door. The murderer
paused for an instant, turned about
and fired parting shot at the coach
man. He then ran down the front
steps and passed rapidly north on Ash
land avenue.
Mayor Harrison, after the last shot
was fired, stepped into the parlor and
started toward the dining room. He
had taken but few steps, however,
when he reeled and fell into the but
lers pantry, which led to the rear OF
the house. His son Preston, who was
upstairs at the time of the shooting
ran down and was at his fathers side
in an instant.
II am Shot, Preston. and Cannot Live =
Mr.. Harrison said: 'I am shot
Preston, and cannot live. Where i:
Annie?"
Mr.. Harrison hastily left his father:
side and rushed out upon the street in
pursuit of the assassin.
In the meantime Mr.. and Mrs. w. j.
Chalmers, who live across the street
had started for the Harrison residence
as they had heard the shots. They
saw a man running up Ashland ave
nue. and met the son, Preston, in pur
suit. Young Mr.. Harrison stopped
long enough to inform his neighbors o.
the terrible affair and then started in
pursuit of the murderer. Mr.. anC
Mrs. Chalmers hastily entered the
house, Mr.. Chalmers at once making q
pillow of his overcoat, which ht
placed under Mr.. Harrison's head.
Pursued by the Coachman.
ST have been shot and cannot live,
said the mayor. as he gasped fol
breath.
You won't die,'' said Mr.. Chalmers
''you have only been shot in the abdo
men,"
eNo, l have been shot in the hear
and / know that / cannot live" was
the reply.
These were the last words of the
mayor. He immediately became un.
conscious ant, died at s:25.
The murderer, pursued by the coach
man, ran along Ashland avenue toward
Monroe at a break-neck pace Com
ing to Monroe street he turned cas-
and started for the city. The pursuer
who had been reinforced by an officer
| and several citizens, gained rapidly on
their man. On they sped until Des
PLANES street was reached when the
hunted man again turned to the north
and in few moments had reached the
Desplaines-street police station. He
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at the desk. He was about to speal
when the foremost of his pursueri
rushed breathless into the station.
Lock that man up" said the coach
man. HE has killed Mayor Harri
son."
In an instant the sergeant was ou
from behind his desk, and catching
hold of the mans arm pulled him within
| the wire inclosnre, so as to preserve
his life from n crowd which was gath
ering with astonishing rapidity. With
out waiting to register the prisoner h'
was quickly taken back and placed be
| hind the bars. The station was theI
cleared of the excited people aud th,
serge ant went for talk with the pris
oner.
MY name is Eugene Patrick Prem
dergast.'' he said, in response to th'
first inquiry.
"Do you know that yon have killes
Mayor Harrison?" said the sergeant
'Yes, and am glad of it. was tn
answer. "He promised TO give me tn
corporation counselship, and has no
kept his word.
s.Where do you Iive?"
s'At No. 900 Jane street, with ID,
mother, 4 said the prisoner.
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