The San Francisco call., 1899-10-11

Ex-Adjutant General A. w. Barrett. who
through the fearful pleadingS of Will
more's little sister took an interest in the
BOY secured him a position with the
Central Light and Power Company He
worked steadily and faithfully. and all
the reports that General Barrett heard
from his employers were most encourag-
ing until Few weeks ago, when he re-
ceIyed information that Willmore was as
sociaurg with suspicious character, an
eN-conVlct. The general sent for the little
sister, approaching that her tender infiu-
ences over the brother would be far more
effective than his. and informed her Of
the boys danger. Only a day passed
when Willmore called upon the general
and promised faithfully to shun Sullivan.
1T will be a hard thing for me to do
was Willmore's statement. He treated
me like a father while we were at Fol-
som, and now / hardly have the heart to
cast him off. He will not leave me. He
pleads for assistance, and I am not in a
position to give it to him. know that L
must leave him alone, for something tells
me that association with him will result
in no good to me"
And yet, with this presentiment of dan
ger and the warning of his friends, Will
more did not have the will power to re-
sist the entreaties of the EVIL One. They
continued to meet, but not in the open.
sullivan himself admits that their meet
ings were in dark alleys and in out-of-the-
way places where they would be unob-
served. And it was thus that the Alameda
burglary was planned. sullivan says that
Willmore, discouraged at his financial
condition, determined upon robbery for
relief. He poses as the saint by observ-
ing that he pleaded with his dead COM
panion not to stray from the narrow path,
but when argument and pleading were of
no avail he determined to stand by the
boy in case anything should happen to
him; and that, he says, is how he came to
be IN Alameda on the night Of the burg
larry.
Willmore cannot tell his story. That he
was discouraged or had any reason to be
denied pmnlOVarS
were on the increase. His work had been
so satisfactory that he had been prom
ised a raise of 80 every other month
until his salary reached $40. His home
life was happy. He lived for his mother
and the little sister Ina whose pleadings
had secured him clemency from the
Board Of State Prison Directors through
the intercession of General Barrett. His
salary was not large, but still, with the
earnings of Ina with her needle, 1t enabled
the mother and daughter and son to live
comfortably and happily.
Their home is at 1913 Mission street. A
pathetic incident in the sad case was the
Ina, when seen yesterday afternoon, to
| believe that the boy had been slain. So
positive We're they that he was still alive
and we'll that they laughed at the sug-
gestion that any harm had come to him.
| They even asserted that he had not left
home until Monday morning and conse-
| quently could not have been killed in Ala
media the night before. The mother re-
members Sullivan. He called at her home
on one occasion and inquired for Bert.
His features were so repulsve that she
ordered him away and cautioned him not
to associate with her boy.
And now to the scene Of death and the
alleged bravery of the two Alameda po-
lice, who have posed as heroes of the
encountered Sullivan and Willmore in the
store of Gott, the jeweler, did not fire a
shot. He fled from the scene as soon
as Willmore fired at him and broke his
shoulder in his haste to fall out of danger
over a high board fence. His story that
his revolver refused to work after he had
fired the first shot is not correct. Fright
had complete possession Of him and his
even had he waited to use his weapon.
His heroiSm consists Of losing q piece of
cuticle from the tip end Of his little
finger, which he thoughtlessly placed in
front Of one of the flying bullets:
Conrad's bravery was on parallel with
that of the patrolman. When Willmore
shot at him from behind the picket fence
on Central avenue the Chief, according
nesses, scurried out of danger behind a
protecting telegraph pole. Willmore was
then riddled with buckshot and a bullet
had shattered his thigh bone. He fell
the sidewalk and with uplifted hand fired
into the air the last shot in his revolver
In desperation he continued to work the
trigger. of the weapon and it's repeated
empty. In despair he threw it from him
1t was then that the hero, Conrad
stepped from his place of shelter and
walking. up to the PROSTATE form sped
the boys head. Citizens who live across
the street from the scene Of carnage as
sert that they heard Willmore pleading
pitifully for mercy before the last shot,
the man away on stretcher.
Conrad was not hit by any flying bull