The herald., 1894-03-09
DAN C0UGHL|N ACQUITTED
The EX-Detectiye Once More
a Free Man.
He Did Not Help to Murder
DIR. Cr0nin.
The Jury Brought in Verdict Of
Not Guilty.
Close of Ono OF the Most Celebrated
Criminal Gases on Rscord-Drs-
matte Scenes in the
Court Room.

BY the Associated Press
CHICAGO, March Sat eager throng
crowded into Judge Tuthill's court this
morning to witness the closing scenes in
this second trial of ex-Detective Daniel
Coughlin for completely in the assassin
alton OF DIR. Patrick Henry Cronin. The
pleas to the jury were concluded last
night, and as soon as court opened this
morning the judge began reading his
charge. 1t was q very long document.
The instructions were mostly Of a gen.
eral nature, very few OF the specific in
structions asked by council being given.
The charge dealt with instructions as to
the form of the verdict. The reading
occupied nearly an hour, and at it's con-
clusion, at IL 100 O'Clock, the bailiffs
of the jury, which retired. Judge Tut
hill then ordered the court room cleared
and the reluctant spectators were hust-
led out by the police.
Coughlin Maintained his composure
throughout the reading Of the charge,
and after the Jury retired he moved over
to where his wife and two children sat.
and spent the time awaiting the return
of the jury amusing the little ones and
comforting and reaseuring the distressed
little mother.
1t Was $50 when the jury flied into
the court room. AZ they appeared
Ooughlin turned deadly pale and then
with an apparent effort. Strengthened up
in his seat.
HAS the jury reached a verdict" ?"
asked the court.
I'VE have" responded the foreman.
The verdict was read by the clerk i:
"We, the jury, find the defendant,
Daniel Cougnlin, not guilty"
A great shout went up from the crowd
in the court room. Hats were thrown
in the air and handkerchiefs waved !;
cheer after cheer broke upon the court
room and rush was made for the door
| By those anxious to tell the news to the
crowds without -
Judge Tuthill, his face adapns with
indignation at the breach of court
etiquette. demanded silence, and the
bailiff vigorously pounded for order, but
1t took considerable time for the en-
thusiasm of the crowd to subside.
The face of the big ex-detective, ashen
white a moment before, flushed scarlet
as wave of Joy swept over him when
the words that freed him were pro-
nounced, then there was q rush that
almost swept the happy man off his
feet. Newspaper men, old time friends
OF his before his troubles, were upon
him in a body and nearly wrung his
hands off. "It's all right" gasped
Coughlin as he reached for three or
four hands at once. Its all right.
won't forget you; you treated me all
right"
Then the prisoner worked his way up
to the Jury box and shook handa with
as many as he could reach. Then he
started to leave the room. Just then
cry OF MAKE way, there Open pass
age Make way !" was heard, and two
stalwsrt bailiffs pushed through the
crowd, and close behind them. her hat
awry, her veil half up, gasping with
sobs that choked her, came Mrs. Cough
lin. Dan was striding to liberty as
though he wore seven-league boots.
Dan, come back; here's your wife,"
called 30 voices, and Coughlin promptly
retraced his steps and met his wife.
The woman gave an incoherent cry; her
arms went up and fastened themselves
around her husbands neck. Then she
gave way utterly. She only said: Dan,
oh, DAM" but nowhere, not even in
Dan Coughlin's heart, was there such
joy as in the bosom of the little woman
clasped tight against her hus-
bands heart.
Coughlin bent his big blonde head
until his moustache swept her cheek !;
then the two rocked to and fro until the
woman was able to stifls her emotion.
Then she was led away.