Daily Kennebec journal., 1899-02-20

entered the kitchen. Bradford Kmgh'
met him with 'outstretched hand. az
cody and quietly as though greeting .
neighbor.
Hello. Brad said Mr. Newell.
Hello, George" said knight.
II suppose we want you. Brad. You
know what for?"
Yes. l know
/ The journal man stopped in the open
door to let Sheriff McFadden enter
and as he stepped into the Kitchen
| Mr.. Newell said: This is the man you
want"
"Are YOU Bradford Knight" asked
Sheriff McFadden.
"Yes. sir.
Il want you for murder
"All right
The sheriff then searched Knight
| finding the revolver with which he shot
Mamie Small. 1t is S2-caliDre a-snot
Harrington & Richardson revolver and
the cylinder contained two cartridges.
Three chambers were empty. The
muzzle of the barrel had something
plugged in it. either loose stun from
his pocket or something purposely put
there to keep out dirt.
! Knight was quiet and said but very
little. He had on a summer overcoat.
dark slate color. a standing collar. and
| appeared very haggard and careworn.
| His clothes were still moist with pres
peration and he complained of being
cold. He asked how far he would have
| to ride as that was the only
overcoat he had. and when asked
where his thick one was. made no re-
| ply. though he darted a sharp glance at
| the Journal man. whom he did not
recognize.
His brother, Quinn knight, was with
| Bradford when arrested and said he
| had teen with him since soon after
midnight. The Journal man said to
| Quinn:
Does Brad seem to realize his situa-
ton? Has he shown any signs Of at
tempting suicide?'
Yes. he has told me about it. I've
been with him all night. and have had
all could do to keep him from shoot
ing himself"
Quinn Knight was instructed to close
the house and take charge of it dur
ing his brothers absence. and the
party was ready for the ride to Rich
mond.
With knight in the middle and Mr.,
McFadden and Mr.. Newell on each
side. the sleigh was more than COM
fortably FULL and the Journal man had
to make the best of seat on Sheriff
McFadden's feet, hold on the dasher
and watch for the big frozen snow
drifts that one or both feet might not
be amputated in passing through the
Il. =
to announce all drifts. but Il torn pair
of rubbers show that he missed one or
two
Immediately on starting from tne house.
Sheriff McFadden said:
"Mr Knight. it is my duty to warn yot,
that anything you may say To incrim!-
nate yourself will be used against you a.
your trial. | do this for your own protec-
ton You may say what you like but
have warned you
Yes. know. Thank you" was the
only reply.
And from that time till the arrival AZ
the police station. Knight was silent. Be
yond a suppressed sigh now and then and
nervous glances about, he sat quietly
as though on an ordinary Journey.
The Journal man once tried TO start
conversation, but with no success.
How did YOU come home, Brad
"Oh, | got home all right" was the low
mumbled answer. and that was all
The Journal man. few minutes later.
said
Don't you remember me. Brad?" and
told him who he was.
"Oh. yes. know you now. | didn't rec
ognze you at first was his reply, and
that was all he would say.
The remainder of the ride was in ST.
lence. When on the outskirts of the vii
lage lady called to Mr.. Newell. and, go
ing to the sleigh. said:
"Oh. have you heard of the murder?
Brad Knight has shot and killed Mamie
Small and I've got word to go out and
tell her folks
Mr.. Newell hardly knew how to answer
her, but with general reply. and plea
of haste. drove on. Mr.. McFadden, to ell
tighten her. turned and pointed at knight,
indicating that he was the man. To say
that she was astonished would be putting
1t mildly, and the expression on her face
| as the party sped along can simply no; be
told in words.
Down through the village street went
tiic pti ~, htlI dCliIlk no dIlcillIolt. uOWll
the hill, through drifts 10 and Il feet high
to the lane leading to the police station,
between Main and White streets. On
stopping a few people observed that there
must be a prisoner there. and as they had
all read the Journals account of the mur-
der, suspected that it was Knight. Then
they flocked about and as nearly every
one knew him the news spread like wild
fire throughout the village and the sta
ton was soon surrounded by an eager,
curious crowd.
THE STAY AT RICHMOND
The police station at Richmond is moi
| exactly thing of beauty or joy for
ever. 1t has sheltered many people but
no one has been heard to recommend 1t
as lodging house. 1t is low. fiat
rooted brick structure, containing a re-
ception room and three sleeping apart
ments. There is good, substantial door
and an excellent place for a window but
the window was recently removed by the
gentle playfulness of select party of ho-
| boes. while temporarily stopping there
| They likewise somewhat interfered with
the usefulness of the stove. but that has
been replaced with new large airtight
so the place. after the shutters rig9ed up
of old boxes are in place, is dark bu.