Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1900-09-01
- n 10.
What the Detectives Discover and
srWhat Not.
bow BALLYHoO WON THE rUrURlrY
And Jockey Sloan Was Richer by
Thousands.
UNDER DEFEAT
special Correspondence of The Evening Star.

NEW YORK. August 81, 1900
The New York detective bureau has been
| a queer sort Of an outfit since the cold-eyed
Byrnes removed his gear from the Mulber-
ry street building and settled down to a
life of opulence The gang of Foxy Quillers
and Dogberrys who nowadays clomp in and
out Of the dingy Mulberry street edifice.
exchanging mysterious mods and winks and
wise signals with each other, are far diff
ferent lot from the coterie of shrewd far
seeming and virtually infallible chaps with
whom the long-armed Byrnes surrounded
himself. The New York headquarters de-
tectives Of the present regime are strongly
reminiscent of those "Johnny-on-the-spot,"
multitudinously disguised sleuths whose
miraculous doings used to read about,
with many fearsome chances over our
shoulders, in the continued-in-our-n
weekly story papers of our youth-in their
impenetrable manners, that is to say, and
their never abandoned air Of being right on
the verge Of clarifying the most inscrutable
mysteries. One wonders vaguely whether
they employ in their business such familiar
CALCULATIONS as "Histr and Eureka and
d" Tis the beginning Of the end"
couple of weeks ago a young woman
of humble station in life was hammered
and strangled to death in a little fiat down
near I'd avenue. The young woman had
been keeping company" with rather pro-
miscuous lot of SWANS, only one of whom
could the headquarters sleuths put their
hands on. This one had an alibi that stood
forth as clear and cameo-like as q monolith
but that fact didn't cut any figure with the
sleuths. 1919
They corralled him and put him through
under he didn't cave a little bit, but stood
his ground and declared that, while he was
undeniably acquainted with the murdered
young woman, he hadn't laid eyes upon
her in quite numerous lot of months and
calmly produced any number of trust
worthy witnesses to testify to the fact that
at the time the crime must have been COM
mitted he was several leagues removed
from the fiat near I'd avenue. The detec-
tives held on to him, anyway, and they're
holding on to him yet. They don't believe
him to be the real murderer, but they are
apparently keeping their grip on him just
for luck or something.
The real murderer they believe to be the
dead girls brother. a very ordinary. nom
typical East Side youth of eighteen. There
seems to be- absolutely no reason in the
world why the headquarters sleuths should
suspect the lad of having killed his sister,
but 1t actually begins to look II they
were going to,endeavor to railroad him to
the electric CHAIR At the time the murder
was committed-inaeed, for many hours
both before apd after the hour the murder
man was paying rhis addresses to his
sweetheart, In: the presence of her family,
up in the Bronx borough. which Is about
ten geographical miles from the fiat near
few. but simply scores Of quite reliable
persons, have already testified to this fact,
but the wise headquarters men only shake
their heads and look at each other myS-
teriously. and indicate in general by their
manner that they could tell a whole heap
If they felt like lt,ou
When they rbeeanlto investigate the pre-
vious career. of the dead girls brother they
found that the lad had lost q job or so,
that he was out Off work at the time the
murder was committed and that he needed
had af
of cheap, tawdry rings. and few dollars
in change. An East Side young man out OF
work and therefore In need of money-very
mysterious! The Lad was found to have
appropriated unto his own use couple OF
articles that didn't belong to hm--extra-
ordinary thing that. for East Side youth
out of job and in need of cigarette money!
All! and his head measurements clearly in
dicated that he belonged to the class de-
scribed by Lombroso and Nordau, and SUM-
dry and divers other *slenstic' fakirS as
then! If he didn't commit the murder
we'll, then. he's a pretty tough lot, anyhow,
and just as we'll dead as alive. ~
How Tod Sloan Won.
That very large element, high and low,
of the New York population which is inter-
ested in horse racing Is still talking of the
address. skill and eclat with which the
diminutive Tod Sloan person captured the
$45, 600 Futurity for William C. Whitney on
Saturday afternoon last. In truth the lit.
tie Sloan man does do these things in a
style that SEXES the imagination even Of
folks not particularly fond of seeing thor
oughbred horses run He has direct con-
fldent manner OF walking straight to vic
tory that causes his trim little shape to
stand out among all living jockeys. He
dauntlessly faced peculiarly difficult task
on this OCCASION but he never executed a
swerve from the beginning of the incident
to the close thereof, wherefore he richly
deserves the wreath he added to his large
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The incident began when Mr.. Whitney
was informed by his trainer a few months
ago that he had a mighty good Kingston
two-year-old colt In his barn named Bally-
hoo Bey. Bal1yhoo Bey was eligible for