Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1893-11-03

was SlauuiuS i'll lle ONCE Oh tne DeS-
PLANES street police station. Every
available officer h al already hurried
out to work on the case, and Melon
aid was preparing to follow. The door
was pushed gently open and in walked
shall, smoothly shaven, poorly
dressed man, carrying revolver in
his hand. He shook like man with
the palsy, his face was white and
drawn, great drops Of prespiration
chased each other down his face and
his tottering limbs seemed scarcely
able to hold him up.
Looking him straight in the eyes,
he said. 81 did it,"
You did it?" asked Mcdonald.
"Yes, l did it,"
Did what?" said the officer, as he
laid one hand on the fellows shoulder
and with the other took the revolver.
"I shot Mayor Harrison, and that
is what l shot him with" was the
reply.
What made you do it," asked
Mcdonald.
He said he would make me cor
poration council and he did not.
That is what 1 shot him for"
Prendergvt was trembling so he
could.sscarcely stand, and the officer
led him to a chair and asked a few
more questions, to which Frendergast
would only make the reply first given
as to the cause of the shooting. He
said after leaving Harrison's house
he had taken street car and started
toward the Desplaines street station
with the object of giving himself up.
"The car did not 60 very fast" he
said, cor l would have been here
sooner"
The cell door barely closed behind
the murderer, when an excited crowd
began gathering about the police sta
ton. 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. Per-
sonal friends of the dead Mayor, city
officials and others crowded against
each other in their wild fervor to learn
if the story, which spread like wild
fire through the city, was true. An
immense throng gathered, and labor
ing men who stopped on their way
home, added their voices tc the SUBJ
dued threats OF vengeance, for Mr..
Harrison was popular with the masses.
The streets were soon filled for
blocks, and the officers, as they looked
out OF the station windows on 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 the prisoner to
the Central station in the city hall.
The trembling, pale faced man was led
between stalwart officers 10 the rear
door, and buried away in the dark
ness.
Meanwhile the tidings of the MUIR
derer's capture swept like an electric
shock through the city. Everybody
seemed to gather around the central
station. Bulletins were posted in
prominent downtown places and
about them eager throngs surged and
struggled. The newspaper Offices
were besieged by eager questions, and
downtown business for time was at
a standstill. Before the prisoner
reached the city hall, the news of his
coming had been communicated to
the crowd. The murderer was rushed
through the throng and taken to a
private entrance, into Chief Detective
Shea's Office. Officers hurried from
adjacent stations to guard the place.
The prisoner, as soon as he reached
the Office, sank exhausted into chair,
his head fell back and his livid face
and staring eyes presented ghastly
picture. He is q slender man, per-
haps twenty-four years old, with beard
less and cadaverous face, and stupid,
almost idiotic expression.
After examination the officers were
convinced that the murderer had
been a newspaper carrier, whose route
was in the vicinity of the Mayors
home. For several hours the exami-
nation continued, but little of import
ance was developed. Other witnesses
were examined, and the prisoner was
finally placed in a cell under. the city
hall, and additional policemen were
stationed about the building for an
all-night's vigil. All night long
crowds came and went about the
place. The bitter feeling against the
murderer became intensified and
significant, subdued remarks about
convenient lamp posts and swift
vengeance were frequently heard.
Mr.. Chalmers said late to tonight
regarding the shooting:
"Young Harrison said to me: 4
told father long ago something like
this would happen. He was too easy
in letting people into the house to see
him, cranks and everybody. His last
words, as nearly as l can remember
we're, Give me water; send for Annie
give ME water"
Prendergast is crazy" said Cor
poration Counsel Kraus, who was the
closest friend Harrison had. al knew
him we'll, and he called at my Office
and told me he was going to be ap-
pointed my successor. The man was
so palpably out of his mind that / did
not consider it worth while to talk
seriously with him. Ispoke to the
mayor about it, and he said he had
received threatening letters from the
fellow, but paid no attention to them
as the man was insane"
Miss Annie Howard, fancee of Mr..