The evening times., 1896-09-15
DIDN'T SCARE HER A BIT
That Her Husband Wasn't
Home So That He Might Give the
Visitor "a Beautiful Tfme'-He
Claimed That Leary Had Killed His
Brother IN Chicago.

was absorbed i'll novel. Eoth Woiheh LOU
settled themselves for quiet afternoon
at home. The door leading from the living
room to the main hall was open.
Neither woman heard step upon the
stair and, consequently. both were bie
surprised when man, six feet tan, bfoad
shoudcred and muscular looking, walked
into the room and said:
..D.es Mrs LeGry live here Mrs. William
Leary?''
..Yes. Mrs. Leary-Mrs. william Leary-
lives here, but what's that to you, ara
what do you want here?"
Where is your hussaud?"
GLOW should / Know? 1 haven't seen
him for a month. He went away Looking
for work and / haven't seen him since.
Now, perhaps you wouldn't mind telling
me what you want with Linn?
CAME TO KILL LEARY.
mo, l don I mind telling you, said the
STRANGER You'll have TO know sooner
ar Later. and you might as well know now
l came here 10 kill yuuu husband. III he's
not here III stay around here tillhe CONES
I've been hunting him for three years.
from one side of this country to the other
He killed my brother three years ago III
a. HO' N@-N
killed him.
~, huar,. vou,anyway? ." asked MIS- -Lcary-
My uaine is ,chn Watsh- Your husband
Killed my Brother Henry, 0Ed I'M going
la have his lii. for lEe iIfe he took
lis that so?" asked Mrs. Leary, survey
ing the man from head 10 loot, Dut never
moving out of her chair. Wei, IL slIlkes
me that you have been putting yourself to
husband isn't here He's just the lad 10
give you d beautiful time, If it's klliipS
you're hooking for hut as he isn't here
would you mind troubling yourseN Dit
more and getting out OF here in hurry?
don't want any numbering cowboys
aroaud here. Come, get ouI! or IL be
having TO take the trouble of helping you
out Then, maybe, theren be two kul-
iDEs-'
i don't want TO have any trouble with
you" said the stranger. Ill send my
wife TO talk with you, and. after We killed
your husband, III do all l can TO help you.
Now don't You exasperate me, too, be-
cause I'm armed"
MRS. LEARY MEANT BUSINESS
Arms be switchedi' exclaimed MIA.
Leary. You get out OF here as tCld you,
or you IL have more troubles of your own
Mr.. Walsh thereUpoD refined, but he said
as lie went:
Make no mistake. / shall watch this
house until your husband Comes back, and
then you'n be under the necessity OF be-
coming a widow"
We'll. if everi" exclaimed Mrs. Leary.
That fellows buggy. He ought TO be
put away"
Mrs Leary's companion agreed with her,
and, while they were discussing tn estranger.
he was making his way up Frankfort street
TO the sun office. At the gate leading to
the editorial rooms he called out:
Say! Are there any reporters here?
I've got the rip-snortingest story that's
been printed in a New York paper in years.
came from Chicago TO kill the man that
| murdered my brother, and / want 10 tell
you all about it!''
The vendetta editor became much inter
ested. This is the story Walsh tod:
MY uarlieis John Walsh. I'm bill poster,
! nd belong to the famous Walsh family,
| all bill posters. Everybody knows Kid
| Walsh in the Western country. on Juna
| IS, 1898, my brother, Henry Robert Walsh,
| nd four or five friends were sitting IN
| Weber's blacksmith shop, in Washington
| street between Franklin and Market streets,
| Chicago, talking over fight between
| man named Charles ST. Clair and Il man
| named William Leary, both bill-pOsters.
| During the scrap Leary gonged out ST.
| Clair's eye. My brother made the remark
| that If Leary gouged out his eye the
| rest of the Walsh brothers would rliow
| him until they killed him.
| LEARY STABBED THE BROTHER
| He had no more than got the words
| out of his mouth than Leary, who had
| been standing behind the group, Sprang
| forward with a knife in bis hand and
| stabbed my brother. Ny brother del the
| next morning He left a widow AMI nine
children. Their home was ut i12 Lin
| coin street. Leary At that time !iyai in
| Harrison street, near the corner nf Hal
! stead, about n block from the hospital
| where my brother died 1 was in L"uis-
| VILE at the time, and my sister, Mrs.
| Alice Ganey, who Lives at i61 Grand
| boulevard, teiegrapheti NE of my brother S
| death l reached Chicago the next morn
| ing. got all the particulars. and after the
funeral talked the matter over with my
two other brothers, William and George
I Walsh, the latter DeiuS tueu ailc nOW su-
perintcndent of the National Printing Con,-
pany of Cbicag go.
'Leary had left the city, and it was de
cided that l should follow him and xii
him, if had to 20 to the ends of the
earth. had saved up in twenty years about
$4,000 1 said 1 would spend all that
and my brothers said they would spend
all they had, if necessary.
| Il traced the man first to Council Bluffs
then to Omaha, then to Eenver, then t.
Portland, Seattle. San Francisco. Buffalo
and New York. l had a good description
OF the man and his picture. Whea got &
New York met my man in Center stree
one day, with some other bill-posters.
spoke TO him, calling him Leary. He sais
Ibis name was Stanton. His friends called
him Stanton, and that threw me Off Thel
I got track of him again, and now I all
sure have my man dead to rights.
I'm sure this is the same Leary. l shal
watch his house day and night. When
have to sleep I'll have a friend on watch
| He's bound to come here some time, an;