The Dalles times-mountaineer. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1882-1904, 1893-11-04
TELEGRAPHIC NEWS.
GARTER HARRISON KILLED
The Mayor Of Chicago Shet at His
Residence by Lanatic Named
Prendergast

bullets entered bis body. two making
wounds sufficient to cause death The
murder was committed by Eugene Par :
rick Prendergast, o paper-carrier, who
had declared Mayor Harrison had prom
ised to make him corporation counsel
and had not kept his word. This, be
said was bis only reason for committing
the crime. The only person in the house
| at the time of the shooting, besides Mr.
Harrison, was his son, William Preston
Harrison, aged %, and the servants. A
| little before O'Clock the door bell rang,
and when Mary Hansen, domestic,
opened the docr, she wasiconfrcnted by
man about feet inches high, smooth
sbaven and with clean cut features lighted
up by pair of dark eyes.
as Mr.. Harrison in2" asked the man
IN a quiet. pleasant voice.
Yes, SIR" responded the girl. as she
threw open the door to admit his en-
trance.
81 would like to see MIN, please" said
the man, as he walked toward the back
end of the hall.
Mayor Harrison was in the d,nlng-
room, which opened into the rear of the
hail. Hearing a man ask for blm, be
stepped lnto the ball and walked toward
Prendergsst.
Without saying a word, Prendergast
drew a revolver aud commenced 10 fire.
He pulled the trigger three times, and
every bullet hit it's mark. One bullet
shattered Harrison's lett 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 wound was the
| immediate cause of death.
AFTER THE FIRING.
So soon as Prendergast began to fire,
Harrison turned and walked rapidly to
| ward the dining room. Hepassed through
| a room into the buffers pantry, where,
| weakened bv the loss of blood. he fell to
the floor. PreDdergast did not follow up
bis victim, but replaced his revolver IN
his pocket with the same deliberation
that marked all his actions, and started
toward the door. just as he was pass
ing out, William Preston Harrison came
tearing down the stairs and the coach
man ran nto the rear end OF the ball.
The cries of Mary Hansen directed the
son TO where the father lsy, but the
coachman was after other game. lie
had revolver of his own, and as quickly
as he realized what hsd occurred he sent
a bulle; after the retrea,ing form of The
murderer a second time he fired, nut
both bullets went wild. Running TO the
door, the coachmsn prepared to continue
hr1t
learn the csuse of the shooting, and by
the time the coachman reached the door
the murderer had disappeared.
THREATS OF LYNCHING,
The cell door had scarcely closed be-
hind the murderer when an excited crowd
began gathering about the police station.
Patrol wagons ratified up TO the place,
cabs and carriages came by the score, and
the occupants crowded and pushed their
way into the office. Personal friends of
the dead mayor, city officials and the
curious crowded against each other in
wild endeavor to learn if the story. |
which spread like wildtire through the
city, was true. An immense throng gath
cred and the laboring men who had
stopped on their way home added their |
voices to the subdued threats of ven
geance, for Mr., Harrison was popular |
with the masses. The streets were soon
filled for blocks, and the officers, as they |
looked cut the station windows upon the
surging sea of angry faces. became
alarmed for the safety of their prisoner.
A hasty conference was held and it was
decided to remove Prendergast to the
central station in the city hail. The
trembling, pale-faced man was led be-
tween stalwart officers to the rear door
and hurried away in the darkness.
In the meantime, tidlngs OF the mur.
der swep. like an electric shock through
the city. Everybody seemed to gather
about Central station. Bulletins were
posted in prominent downtown places,
and about them eager throngs surged and
besieged by eager questlonors. and down
Iown business was for the time at a
standstill
THE MURDERER AT THE CITY HALL,
Before the prisoner had reached the
city hail, news of his coming had been
to the crowd. The. mur-
Tered was rushed through the tbrong and
aiken by u private entrance into Chief
If Detectives Sbea's office and tine doors
barred. Officers hurried from adjacent
taiions to guard the place 1he prisoner.
IS soon as he reached the office, sank
Exhausted into chair. His head fell
pack, and his hvld face and staring ewes
,resented gbastly picture. He is a
lender man, perhaps "a years old, with
,eardless and cadaverous face and a
tupid, almost idiotic expression. For
ime the man refused to answer any ques
IoEs, and then, in scarcely an audible
oice, said "I'm sick, I'm sick" Chief
,hea told him he was doctor, and asked
i'm:
"Why did you kill the mayor2'
''Well," tine man responded, feebly 'he
old me he would make me corporation
ouDsel and did not do it, SO shot him
hats all; l shot him.
What ia your name?" asked the de-
ective.
"Prendergast; Patrick Eugene. or Eu-
enc Patrick; makes no difference /
which -
"Where do you live2'
II don't know; around here some-
7here, l guess. don't live on railroad ,
FsCkS, ii ttil you Luat, ne sdiu em-
hatically.
The officers experienced great diff .
ulty in further examination, but at
ast were convinced the murderer had I
cen a newspaper carrier, whose route
'as in the vicinity of the mayors home
or several hours the examination con. ,
nued. But little of importance was de-
eloped. Other witnesses were exam
ned and the prisoner finally placed 10 ]
ell under the citT hall, and additional .
oliceman stationed about the building
,r the nights vigil
some vagaries Of the Crank.
WASHINGTON, Oct. 30 Prendergast's
ullets which took the life of Mayor Car
r Harrison might have found lodgment