The islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1891-1899, 1895-09-26
DAY OF THE MURDER
Tracing the Movements of
Theodore Durraut.
THE CHAIN is NOW COMPLETE
The Murderer and His Victim Traced
From the Powell Street School
House to the "Mission.''

House to the "Mission.''
San Francisco, Sept. 1S.-Slowly
the prosecution is taking Theodore
Durrant up to the Emanuel church
door with Blanche Lamont. Another
long step was taken today, and the two
were traced to the "Mission"-to the
corner Of either Valencia and Twenty.
first streets, or Valencia and Twenty
second streets. If they left the car at
Twenty. second street they were within
800 feet Of the church door. Now the
next move in the progression will be
undoubtedly to bring out the testi-
mony of Martin Quinlan, who says he
saw Durrant and the girl at Twenty
second and Bartlett streets. Then will
probably come the story of Mrs. Leak,
who saw them enter the church, and
then the reluctant tale of Organist
King, to whom Durrant appeared flus-
tered and heated, and said he had been
overcome by gas. After this there is
still the pawnbroker' story of the at
tempt to pawn the dead girls rings and
the other bits of corroborative evil
dence to bolster up the main case.
And after all that is over the defense
will begin the work of tearing the
whole fabric to pieces, rending the
chain link from link, proving limo.
cence in the face of an appearance of
guilt, or of leaving the whole case be
clouded with doubt and conjecture.
The lawyers for the defense, in the face
OF all that is piled up against them,
are easy and confident.
"We will clear him in three min
utes," is an expression said to have
been dropped by one of them.
Those who are admitted to the court
room sit through the tedious hours. in
a reeking atmosphere and hear little or
nothing.
Today they were fairly we'll reward
ed They saw one excitable woman,
with German accent, step down from
the witness stand and point out the de-
PENDANT with gesture that would have
done credit to the most thrilling of
melodramas. They also saw feeble
old woman brought in, bent and totter-
ing, to cast her condemnation in the
prisoners face, to tell her story from
the brink Of the grave. But it did not
seem to distrub the prisoner much. He
frequently smiled at his mother during
the day, as if amused at the broken
English OF Mrs. VOgel, or pleased with
the efforts of his cross-examiners.
The mother smiled in return, but it is
evident that the showing of the prose-
cution is worrying her. She looks
worn. The few white hairs in her
head seem to show more. She is thinner
than she was Her solicitude Is shown
in the increase of her attentions to her
son. When the testimony seems most
damaging she can hardly keep her
hands off him. One hand will con-
stantly steal up along his back, a ca
ressing, solicitous hand, as if she
yearned to take him to her heart and
balm his woes as she used to do when
he was boy.
There is no disturbance apparent in
his demeanor all this time, however.
Even in the morning, when the women
in the corridors had broken through
the Gordon and were being ordered
back, his was about the only head
which did not turn toward the door.
The sounds were the sounds of a riot,
but riot seemed to matter not to the
man most concerned in the outcome of
such an affair. During the day a
maniac shrieked wildly while being
put in prison van in the area below.
All eyes, except those of Durrant, were
a-pop with inquiry. When family
friends come in he greets them COR
daily.
'He does the honors of the place
with freedom that is really charm
ing" said one who had watched him
much with critics eye.