Bismarck weekly tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1943, 1893-11-03

led HIM to a chair and asked a few more
questions, to which Prendergast had but
one reply:
"He said he would make me corpora
ton counsel. He didn't, and I shot him."
II meant to shoot him and I went
there to do it,"
You see," said Prendergast, II have
done some work in a political way in my
ward during the last few campaigns,
and oil for Harrison. l knew a large
number of people, aud, because of my
influence, Harrison promised me a po-
sition if he was elected in the last cam
paign. I was asked what I wanted, and
L said that I had scheme for the eleya-
ton of the railroad tracks. I wanted to
be corporation counsel so that l could
push the scheme. 1 was tcld that I
might have the position. Since election
have asked for the office again and
again and have been put off repeatedly.
The office was given to another. The
mayor had betrayed me, and I resolved
to have revenge. Ihave it."
"You wanted to have the tracks eleva-
ted, did you? You did not have any
particular plan did you? asked the
chief, thinking perhaps that Prender-
CAST was crazy on that subject.
eyes 1 had a plan that would have
cost the railroads little and the city
nothing. But 1 have forgotten it now,"
he continued YEARLY, and a momen mt
later began to talk incoherently about
MI. Harrison's failure to give hlm a
position.
The cell door had hardly changed shut
behind the murderer when excited
cranks filed the streets about the sta
ton and the officers as they looked out
of the station window on the surging
sea Of faces, became alarmed for the
safety of the prisoner. A hasty confer
ence was held and it was decided to re-
move the prisoner to the Central station
in the city hall. The trembling pale
faced prisoner was led between stalwart
officers to the rear door and hurried
away in the darkness. In attempting
to learn the mans means of a livelihood
the officers experienced great difficulty.
His replies we're incoherent and RAM
bling but the examiners were finally
convinced he has been a newspaper car
rier, whose route was along Ashland
boulevard in the vicinity of the mayors
home. It has been learned that Prender-
CAST had written the mayor many threat
ening letters, but the latter paid NO at
tention to them.
w. j. Koran of 612 jackson Boule.
ward, and E. r. Robinson, a young med.
ical student, were passing the house
just as the shots we're being fred. They
rushed through the door a second after
Mi. Chalmers had entered.
1--WE hurried into the dining room as
quickly as we could" said Mr.. Moran
"but we were unable to do anything
more than help raise MI. Harrison onto
a couch. We didn't think he was badly
hurt at first, and when the little gentle
man (Mr. Chalmers) said he thought he
would get over it, the mayor said: mo
my heart is hurt, and I am a dead man
"'I can feel the blood flowing inside
and I cannot last long,
1--WE did what we could for him, but
he sank rapidly, and in a few minutes
he was dead"
"After we carried Mr.. Harrison to the
COUCH" continued Mr.. Chalmers, che
spoke ace OF twice, saying that it was
useless to try and do anything to pro.
long his life, and the last words he said,
as near as I can remember, were: Give
me water; send for Annie; give me
water His articulation was not distinct
at that time, but that is what I think he
said. I really don't know anything about
how the occurrence took place. I was
devoting all my time to MI. Harrison"
"That man Prendergast is crazy"
SAID Corporation Counsel Kraus, who was
perhaps the closest friend Mr.. Harrison
had. "Iknew him we'll and have seen
him several times. He called at my
! office twice and told me that he was 60
ing to be appointed an my successor,
and that 1 should resign. I laughed
and told him I was ready to quit at any
time, and if he would let me know when
he received the appointment from
| Mayor Harrison I would gladly let him
have the place. The man was SO pal
pably out of his mind that I didn't o n
slider it worth while to talk seriously
with him. lspoke to the mayor about it
at one time, and he said that he had re-
ceived threatening letters from the fell
low, and that he had paid no attention
to them, as the man was insane and
there was no use in bothering with him.
I never thought of the matter again
until I received two postal cards from
the fellow a few days ago. They were
both written in red ink, and gave me the
information that he was ready to have