Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1896-05-08

| look that he seemed anything but the man
ne must have been to Elsie kreglo when
| ne attacked her with huge bulldog re-
| volver in his hand
Only once today did Ford assume an air
OF bravado. That was when he was being
| measured.
You look more like prize fighter than
FARMER" said Inspector Hollinberger.
res. and l can whip any man in this
room replied Ford. But his voice trem-
pied, and his huge hands were shaking like
| leaves In a strong wind
| a Just like 10 have one round with
| nm, said one # the detectives, with a
sin nist look in his eyes, "but I'd want
pistol ana knife, the same as he had,
| ana will warrant you there would be no
| necessity for trial.
=, when 1t came to measuring Ford by the
| eftlllon system 1t was found necessary to
| clear the room OF all but the police off
| Gals and the newspaper men.
| Affect Fear.
| ford was miserable spectacle of a man
| lhen. lie was certainly about the worst
| frightened prisoner the police of this city
! nave ever had dealings with The cuffs
| were on his wrists, but he sat with his
hahds folded His long fingers were twisted
| tosether and were never still for a second
! lie was all of a-tremble, but his fingers had
| motion all their own and made one think
| Vi i;othlng SO much as a bundle of Writhng
| snakes AT times he groaned like man in
| the dlrest distress. He evidently found it
one thlns to face helpless girl lonely
| country path and another to stand before
| the majesty of the law as represented by
| inspector Hollinberger's men,
| When he was asked if he had anything to
say, Ford would only grcan the louder
| "Oh, Lord! Oh, Lord! They're goin' to
| do me sure.'
| Brace up, man. said one of the detec-
| yves. Nobody is going to hurt you here"
| I.ord.' '
| Yes, you will; you'll have lots of chances
to see her." said Detective Weldon. II
promised to let your wife know when you
We're arrested, and she will be in to see you
| before long"
! 'Oh. Lordic Lord."
Step up here, Ford, and give us a chance
| to measure you"
1t was necessary to reassure the trem-
| bling wretch and tell him again and again
| that no harm would be done him before he
| could find his way to the little stool where
| ne was to sit while the instruments were
appiled TO the different portions of his body
Ills head was measured, his ears the
| length of his hands and feet his height
standing and his height while sitting down
/ A man may change the appearance of his
lace, but he cannot alter his height and the
dimensions OF his body
Feared Electrocution.
Now sit still moment while I measure
your head said Detective Boardman, who
| was conducting the operation.
When Boardman started to apply the
| steel instrument which was to measure the
exact dimensions of Ford's skull the
Wretched man came near breaking down
He groaned aloud again and begged for
mercy. lie had evidently heard of the
eiectrocuticn chair, and when his eye fell
| on the shining instrument he seemed to
think his last hour on earth had come
! Sitting within arms reach Of him was
| Mr.. Tucker, a farmer from the neighbor-
| hood of Burnt Mills, who was one of those
| to identify the man as Ford.
Goodbye. Mr.. Tucker" he said. with
tears in his eyes and a voice that was
choked with emotion. I'll never see YOU
on this earth again.
Mr. Tucker spoke to him as kindly as
he could under the circumstances and
bade him cheer up.
Il amt done nothing. but you gen'men
| is goin' to do me up, sure. knows it, and
l knows l amt never goin' to see my po
wife again.
Had the surroundings been different and
the mans position less serious. such an
exhibition of fear would have seemed
ludicrous. AS it was, however, the spec
tators could only think of the enorrnity of
the crime with which the man was charg-
ed. No one felt the slightest pity, however.
Was Photographed.
Ford sat as quietly as he could while the
measurements of his skull were taken, and
then his right ear was measured. The man
shuddered visibly as the cold steel touched
his flesh. Ford had removed his shoes and
seeks so that his height might be taken
and then was male to stand stool
with all his " eight one foot, so that 1t
might be measured. Ford was so nervous
that he could scarcely balance himself, and
several attempts We're necessary. His
clothes We're still wet from his plunge into
the river yesterday, and when he started
to put his socks again they were so
soaked that they would not go on. So he
rolled them up and put them in his pocket
ard then put his bare feet into the coarse
hna u-hi rh ~ hlir
Vetting. seemed to be new, did the rest
of his clothing.
The handouts were then placed on his
wrists once more and he was taken to the
photographers In order to avoid the
crowd he was removed by the back way to
the alley, where the wagon from the sixth
precinct was standing. Even that was
crowded with people, and mob followed
the wagon the horse galloped down ~.
street. A number of bicyclers went ahead
and by the time the wagon reached the
photograph gallery the sidewalk was pack
ed with curious people. The place chosen
was Mrs Merritts gallery, the avenue
between AZ and 9th streets, where the pc
lures of all the city's criminals are taken.
Ford made no objection at all to being
photographed. On the contrary, he seemed
delighted, and the natural vanity of the
nan came to the surface as he faced the
camera. He was handcuffed at the time,
but he was ed that only bust pictures
would be taken, and that these emblems of
the laws hold on him would not show He
had his hat on at the time. and asked that
it might be taken Off as he thought more
attractive picture could be taken of him in
that way. He was delighted when he was
told that both styles would be taken, and
then asked that he might have full length
picture. as he wanted to send all three to
his wife. He insisted that he would never
see her again. and, in fact, he seemed never
to have her out of his mind for a moment.
The detectives promised that she should
have the pictures of him, and then he was
satisfied to pose like craven image while
the photographer took three or four shots
at him.
Leaving the gallery, it was necessary to
GEAR Pc ssageway through the crowd to
the wagon. number of jeering and
threatening remarks were made at the
TrisCrer but there was no other demon
stration of feeling.
Refused to Talk.
On the way from the photographers to
the sixth precinct station a Star reporter
VINO sat next to Ford. attempted to get
some sort of statement from him, bu,
Ford declined to talk or, at least, insisted
that he had nothing to say that would in
terest any one. He continued to assert his
innocence but said over and over again
that he " as certain he would be hung
The detectives assured him that If he
| could prove that he was not in the yicin-
ity of the murder last Mbhday they woul.l