Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1896-04-27

had pulled out from the station that the
people here fully realized that they had
not done what they had considered their
duty.
1t is now conceded that the action of
States Attorney Posey in delaying the YER
dict Friday afternoon is the only thing that
saved Cooking from the hands of in
furiated mob. The crime had been de-
nounced in severest terms, and many of
the leading citizens announced in public
their readiness to participate in any move
intending TO deal out what they considered
justice.
Detectives Work.
ZAP Gault, one Of Baltimore's best de-
tectives, reached here Saturday afternoon.
He came at the request of the county au-
thorities. and was soon at work upon the
case. From here he went direct to the
house of the Cockings at Hill Top and
made a careful examiEat ton of the prem
ises and the prisoner. Some of the horrible
features of the crime had been oblterat ted,
but the Hill Top grocer was there, appar-
emily feigning illness. but he had undoubt-
edly been given some advice. for his an
swers were such as We're calculated to
give the detective very little no Informal
ton. The Baltimore officer found Cooking
on pallet in the parlor of the house where
he had spent his time since the old col
ored man Mick" johnson found him Fri
day morning.
For the first time since the commission of
the crime the prisoner was taken upstairs
to look upon the dead bodies of his wife
and Miss Daisy Miller, his sister-in-law.
1t was the detectives iCea that his con-
duct at this time might furnish an inter-
esting chapter in the sad affair that had
stirred tho people of lower Maryland, but
the plan filled, for Cooking only hung his
head, and his face was almost hidden from
view unit! ne recovered from the shock if
the sight had really shocked him
Faced the Dead.
Before starting upstairs to the rooms in
which the bodies were, Detective Gault
addressing Cooking, said: IF you want to
see your wife and sister-in-law get up and
dress. You have seen them in life, and
now. if you want to see them in death, 1t
Is your last chance
Cooking was cold hearted enough to be
willing t., remain on the pallet and allow
the bodies of those who had been dear to
him to be taken from the house to their
last resting place without even looking at
them.
I'm too weak to dress and walk up
stairs" was his excuse.
IF that's ALL" said the detective in
comforting way, "In assist you"
He arose from his pallet, and in a few
minutes the officer was assisting him up
the steps to the rooms swhere he was for
tie last time to look upon the face Of his
wife and sister-in-law. Entering the door
of the room, in which his wife's body rest
ed the alleged criminal had his eyes fixed
on something other than the body. He
showed not the slightest desire to look upon
the face of the one whom he had taken
for his life's partner about ten years ago.
States Attorney Posey raised the sheet
from the body, but still the prisoner did not
move his eyes from some object on the
wall in the other end of the ROOM.
Look at that face" said the detective
I'm life you had seen it, and now in death
1t should be dear to you. Look upon it now
and tell US how the blows were inflicted"
If the man knew how they had been in
ficted he did not tell and as his eyes rolled
he seemed to fasten them upon a spot on
the floor. hardly looking at the wife's face
Then turning to the body of Miss Miller
the sheet was lifted. and the officer made
another Intellectual attempt to arouse some
feeling In the man who appeared to have
a heart Of stone. What a beautiful face
she has" remarked the detective, land
now, Mr.. Cooking, can you tell how this
was inficted"' pointing to one of the ugly
wounds in her temple.
1t was thought at this juncture that the
Englishman would weaken His knees
trembled. and he reached for a chair but
this apparent physical weakness was all
He said nothing. From there the prisoner
was taken to the rooms where the muir
ders had been committed There were the
blood-stained linen, and blood stains about
the room The story of the tragedy was
rehearsed by the detective. but If there had
ever been any love in the mans heart for
his wife 1t had apparently departed His
mead remained in the position in which he