The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1898-02-24

he was writing, and man named Muir
phy came me in and talked to him. I don't
hand him dollar He told me afterward
he loaned Murphy the dollar. He asked
me II had is cents to pay for the drinks
l SAID yes, and ordered three glasses of
peer. L paid for the drinks, and then he
asked me to get an envelope from the
barkeeper. The waiter got it, and
handed it to him. Then we drank the
ply on the sidewalk. He went to talking
to Murphy, and l talked to Murphy's
son on the edge of the sidewalk and then
when he came back he said, Ben, we will
The Call editorial rooms
Before si,,1e we went up we had drink in
"Leake would not be there till 10
O'clock O., SO come down and have drink"
will take a walk up there" AS we
passed the Spreckels building some one
hollered to Livernash and he came back
and went up stairs, and when he came me
for the story, but he would rather sell
the story to Leake for 500 than to Long
Green Lawrence for $3.50. He said Long
Green Lawrence would murder or do any
thing else" He said: Il have got to be
back by 10 o'clock" When we were pass
ing the sample-room he said: I'VE will
have to get 5-cent beer" So we went to
the New Louvre and had glass of beer.
We went back to The Call Office and he
went upstairs to the elevator. He stayed
twenty or twenty-five minutes and when
he came down he told me he had sold the
stuff that he wrote in the Oberon. He
pulled the package and wrote something
on that, and he took the envelope that
he got from the waiter. He tore it open
and put another paper inside of 1T. He
said: Put this in your inside coat pocket
and this in the outside coat pocket,
and if anything should happen to me
give this package to Mr.. Leake and the
letter to my wife, Then we started down
Third street 1 said: John, you have
been drinking a good deal and you had
better go home" But no one could tell
1t, because no matter how much the man
drank no one could tell he was drunk:
He talked just as straight then as at
any time. He said: ben. think we had
better go home" He said: 81 ought to go
and see that man first about the story"
said: Leave the story go and go
home" When we were passing the sa-
loon on Mission street he asked me If I
had a dime to pay for the beer. / said:
No" He went in and l stood out there
rushed out and asked me If that was my
friend. l had heard the shot, but not
hearing good it seemed too light for
shot. He said: rs that your friend who
him up by the shoulder and said: John,
did you do it?" And he said: Yes, Ben,
did it, He tried to say something
else, but the blood choked him. I thought
him and send word to his wife. as
didn't like to see his wife and tell her of
1t, and / went up and gave the package
to Mr.. Leake and told him of it, and he
said he would see that the body was at
tended to.
H. B. Wilson testified:
At 1890 o'clock last Friday night in
the Davy Crockett saloon I saw J. J.
Livernash. Some one on the outside called
to him and he went that way. He walked
straight through, went into the water
closet and in about a minute / heard the
report of a pistol. The man fell
stepped around that way. This man that
John, did you do it?' He spoke two or
three times to him that way. He said:
Yes, done it..
H. H. Kock testified:
All know about it is two men stood
on the outside talking a little while and
all at once this one moved up. The one
they called Livernash he walked right
after I heard shot fired. Then / went
out and called on Mr.. Allen 1 saws: as
that friend of yours in the toilet?" And
he says: Yes" And so he walked in and
derstand just what was busy trying
to call the police, SO l went behind the
bar to get the whistle and blew it and q
few minutes after the police came and
took charge of it. That is all 1 know of
Of Of IT. 1' 'e ~ mo the PACK
W. j. Martin, business manager of
The Call. was recalled to read the
documents sent down by Mr.. Leake. He
read as follows:
I, w. 8. Leake, manager Of the San
Francisco Call, hereby agree to pay to
Mrs. ]. j. Livernash the sum of $780, on
Saturday, February 10, at 10 a. M, for
any matter pthlished over fhe s;onatura