The morning news., 1893-10-29

ing across the street and met Prendergast
almost out Of the gate.
''What is itl' said MIR. Chalmers. The
man walked rapidly north on Ashland
avenue without replying, and Mr.. Chal-
mers FASTENED into the house. He reached
Mr.. Harrison's side almost at the same
instant that William Preston Harrison
had found where his father lay.
AT THE DYING MAYORS SIDE.
"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 mayors
waisteoat, Mr., Chalmers said, II guess
not"
'I'm shot in the heart and I'm a dead
man. was the only reply.
A moment later he said with a voice
which was rapidly losing strength: "Un-
button my vest, Chalmers, there's where
the trouble is"
By this time the stricken man had been
borne to a couch in an adjoining room and
as quickly as he spoke Mr.. Chalmers
gently opened his waistcoat. The front
of his shirt was soaked in blood, which
welled rapidly from two holes, one just
above the heart, the other in the abdo-
men.
cts to the heart" said the mayor, his
voice now scarcely above whisper.
A moment later he sank into uncon-
sciousness, and in 20 minutes after re-
ceiving the wounds Mr.. Harrison was
dead.
POLICE BEGIN THE SEARCH.
As young MIR. Harrison came running
down stairs to learn the cause of the
shooting ne passed a burglar alarm. He
reached out his hand and turned in an
alarm, and even before he had reached
his fathers side, a patrol wagon filled
with officers from the Lake
street station, about a third Of
mile distant, was dashing
towards the mayors home. BY the time
the officers arrived all trace of the mur-
derer had been lost, and even before the
mayor had breathed his last, officers from
every station in the city were on the out
look for a small, smooth-shaven man %
years of age Every effort was made to
secure medical lrattendance for Mr.. Harri-
son, but when DR.. Lyman, the first physi-
clan to arrive at the house, reached the
mayors side he was a dead man. Drs
Thomas, Foster and Washburn followed
in quick succession, but they were unable
to do anything, and they soon left the
house.
THE SLAYER sUnRENDERs.
About twenty minutes after the shoot
ing Sergeant Frank Mcdonald was stand
ing in the Office of the Des PLANES street
station. Every available officer had al
ready been hurried to work on the case,
and Sergeant Mcdonald, who had just
come In from other work, was prepared to
follow. The door was pushed gently open
and in walked a small smooth-shaven
man, poorly dressed and carrying a re-
volver in his hand. He shook like man
with the palsy, his face was white and
drawn, great drops of perspiration
dropped from his face and his tottering
limbs seemed scarcely able to hold him
upright. He walked up to Sergeant Nc
Donald who is powerful fellow, six feet
tall, and looking him straight in the eyes,
said: II did it."
THE MURDER CONFESSED.
"You did it?" asked Seargent Nc
Donald.
''Yes, did it."
"Did what2" said the officer, as he laid
one hand on the fellows shoulder, and
with the other quietly took the revolver.
II shot Mayor Harrison, and that is
what shot him WITH was the reply as
Prendergast made a motion with his hand
towards the revolver.
"What made you do itl" asked Ser
geant Mcdonald.
''He said he would make me corporation
counsel, and he did not do it, that's what
I shot him for"
That was all there was about it. Moth
ing dramatic, no bravado; he spoke Of his
crime as though it was nothing out of the
ordinary and matter to be expected. He
was trembling so that he could scarcely
stand. and the officer led him to a chair
and asked few questions, TO which
Prendergast had but one reply
"He said he would make me corporation
counsel. He did not do it and l shot him.
meant to shoot him and went there to
do it,
HIS MOVEMENTS AFTER THE CRIME.
He said that after leaving the Harri-
son house he had taken the car and
started towards the Des PLANES street sta
tion with the object of giving himself up.
"The car did not go very fast" said he,
'or 1 would have been here sooner"
AS the station where he gave himself
up is just four blocks over a mile from the
Harrison residence, he scarcely had time
to do otherwise than he said.
The curious crowded over and over
each other in wild endeavor TO learn if
the story of the shooting was true. An
immense throng gathered on the side
walks and in the streets about the place.
Laboring men, going to their homes,
swung off the street cars as they reached
the crowd, and, when the cause Of the
disturbance became known, added their
voices to the subdued threats of ven
geance, for MIR. Harrison was popular
with the masses.
FEARS OF A LYNCHING.
The streets were filed for blocks, and
the officers as they looked out Of the
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