The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1898-02-13
MIKE KYLE, R%oMANCER.
A WhYE OF IMAGINATION ROLLS
OUT or HAMILTON STRBET.

Fn,e Of q nrurser mystery us n su.su Boy Tsid
It-Faois Deveispea ~ y Pelice rnvcstiEn-
isn-SasuiTestations oT tho Psi,oersen. the
Tennnts nna the Cfewd In the MATTER.
He was barely tail enough to look over the
railing OF tho space SGT aside for visitors at tho
door OF THE Sun Office. but his voice was shriu
enough-to DO heard in every corner Of the room.
Say" he said, my names kyle. Mr.. Mike
Kyle. md 1 want to tell youso abouta murder.
Nc mudder found de body"
wait" said the office boy, ''wait . minute"
A reporter was assigned to listen TO Mr.. KY
lies story, and the young man.continued 1t with
all tho agitation OF which n youth between IL
and IL years of age is capable.
1T was down in 10 Hamilton street" he said,
ION do top floor. She was b beautiful young
loidy an dcre amt nobody knowed her rcal
name; but dcy said she was a foreigner. an hcr
clothes was outer sight. She wasn't dere very
long, only three weeks, and dcre amt nobody
como to soc her. only n young Teller wild a silk
hat, and he come yesterday an four or nve
times before dat, an mo mudder went to her
room just now an foun' her lynn down beside
de bed wild seven stab wounds in her choist.
Dcrc was a bank book beside her 80 big"-here
young Mr.. kyle indicated a'volume'at least as
large as an unabridged dictionary-'and dcy
was $4,000 wrote in 1t, and'dero was jew'lry on
her clothes and all aroun' dc room which amt
never been touched" .
Arc there many policemen. theref' asked the
/ reporter.
Nav" said kyle contemptuously, I'VE amt
telling tho police. Dere ain't nothin' in dat for
Kyle. How much is youse goin' to give upf"
W can tell you moro about that" he was
told, when we find out how muchst is worth"
"Oh, say. dis amt no pipe dream. Dis IN
dead straight. Cross me heart"
Have you told any of the other papers about
thisY" asked tho reporter.
Sure I have. What do you take me fort I
went to de Void first. and I'm goin' to de
Choinai next, and den I'm goin'to chase meself
to de Tribune and do Times and de Press. Dis
is the greatest dat ever happened. II was at
10 Hamilton street. You got that all right,
didn't ycri' and Mr.. kyle rattled down stairs.
The reporter was on his way TO 10 Hamilton
street not two minutes later. At the corner
OF Hamilton and Catharine streets stood q po-
liceman. He had not the appearance OF ono
who was troubled by q muRder mystery. His
air Of calm readiness for any emergency that
duty might bring his way was rudely dissi-
pated when the reporter thus addressed him:
"what do you know about that murder at
10 Hamilton street,"
"Ah, what yer giving usf'' returned the po-
liceman, gruffiy. looking his questioner over
with a scornful suspicion. you don't want
to get too gay down here"
N buhh IVY Jubb Sdh1O y nm " obtSSt
said tho reporter, ''and told us that a woman
had been murdered at 10 Hamilton street to-
day."
do you folks believe everything that them
kids tell your snorted the policeman.
HE said," continued the reporter, that the
woman was young. that her nsme was not
known. that she had been stabbed seven times,
and that she had q bank book indicating that
man with a silk hat is known to have visited
her y sss iIdsS in He is,. indicated nats os ib th ,aw the Ss rss ,Ssa
hIs mosheF! found. the body just about half an
Why couldn't he come and tell the police
Sstsif T's of Mr 1mR Ryiis's story x1ss the s% SeGsan is tRnn.
deE's The use OF running an TO The newspapers
The policeman Started at 2 rapid pace down
Hamilton street. muttering his wrath against
the the h aoSses ss Is R.n niGIts; st EseGr stood eae an aS Sndo Of
takers wagon. Perhaps ten children and one
pr sMG w oaa. there Tsas Wasting Wns a m lSr ane c of sarp 19 Sc
as the policeman and the reporter went up the
Somebody's dead. sure said the policeman.
the group on the sidewalk.
drew his night stick and raped on the stone
ton Street. He was followed by a train Of small
boys. As he approached the door the first pc.
This citizen" he said, says there has been
there's @e's's a kid been going oil ga around Of : to the news sSss
the ,w 01Se1 n is the Sgs r Of a9l6E 'h .Why dS %oaISs:i
he come to the Police But some people don't
have nothing'to do buIsget 3 copper. IN trouble"
from the first Policeman lips than a Wild howl
Of joyoSs excitement went up from the group on
ing of Its constituents to all the houses in the
neighborhood, and es they ran they called The
report sF'S went an up to the the TOP top f sooT. The sn Stains iRs
were steep and well worn; They were naErow.
floor there was, a little whisewashed hall. per,
s smaller T't than the the hall. 9 opened p out Of It. On the
floor lay the body Of g woman, 1t was dressed
w 1as p stoos sb way t sGE n9F, To- on SIX an or hsaFh m
hushed tones. while two men, apparently the
I Hndf tro Sady ais nta q eoo, we're r making dnsd ready %dmI 10
looked as though she might have been 80 or 50
years old. Her face was worn with hard work
Her hands were thin and rough, One Of the
policemen turned to the undertaker's men: 49,,
regular order by Coroner Bausch and handed It
S Ssndsd diiis L BACK, a anS a RSrsdi% az the Reporters 1a%1R With Il
what did she die Oft" the reporter asked
''The doctor said 1t was pneumonia" was the
ibid she have a doctor attending heri"
"She did for the last three weeks" said the
woman, land O very good doctor he is, too. II I
need"
who says murderedf' cried q woman on the
other side of the body. I'D have you to know
that this is a respectable house, and A. ain't .
epo 5asGH Th Is % Be %q icofsa G For. ANY aSd G "a ike si &c fneS
who II was Va that put you up to coming into a
murder. I'd like to find the one that did it."
porter.
soul. and she's a perfect lady, and no one has a
better right to say 1t than me, who has known
come into tho place where the poor girl was
lying dead. with talk Of her being murdered.
And in my house, too" She turned on one Of
the policemen with this last outburst.
w couldn't do anything less than investi-
man.