The St. Louis Republic., 1902-08-17

J The color rushed into his cheeks and even
! to the roots OF his hair. Then he paled-
| His hands quivered. He choked when ne
| tried to speak. IN moment he said In a
| low voice:
| inspector, don't remember now about
! that night. 1 cannot recall whether went
| TO the house that night or not
It was the first time Thompson had
changed a word of his story, but it was q
fatal change. After the Inspector had tola
him OF the woman,s story, the arrest OF
"old Dad" and added that unless he con-
fessed that he aided Bartholin in dispos-
ing OF Minnie Mtchell:s body he would
stand in lanser OF being convicted OF her
murder, Thompson was daZed. His attitude
of innocence changed Immediately in one
pitiful to see. His head bent forward. his
shoulders drooped, every look. every move
ment seemed to be an appeal for mercy.
but he would not yield.
Denies the ..TerrfbIe Story,
Inspector he said. who has told you
such a terrible story? I swear by heaven
thai that It Is lie | was not there. Bring
and bring Dad in. See IL he will tell that
story. If was there must have been in
a deliriyln l must have been crazy 1t
Thompson, crestfallen land nervous. was
led away to his cell Half an hour late
accuser, was brought TO Inspector Hunts
Office Thompson was sent for. Lieutenant
Wood brought him in. the prisoner carrying
his white cap.
Thompson. do you know this womanr'
asked the Inspector.
Oscar. do you know me? asked the
woman at the same time.
Thompson sank into chair and his face
went white. He stared ii1ediy at the wom-
cred himself.
No, don't know. her" he said.
Oscar Thompson" said the woman, you
don't know meT'
Thompson looked again. A weird smile
crossed mis- tuitching features. and he said:
know you with those clothes on
Tell Thompson what you have told me-"
SISS NerVi5g besef to the % ordesi tbs woman
told the story which may lead to Oscar
Thompson's conviction for completely in the
murder of Minnie Mitchell. She looked him
squarely in the eye and Thompson did not
take hts eyeB from her. He seemed to sum
mon all tie nervous energy he possessed to
OF the moment When she had finished
Thompson raised himself in his chair.
Pointing his finger at the woman. Thomp-
Lady. did you see my face that nightf-
"Ah," said the INSPECTOR. You are a.
ready ready looking for defense: are 1 you, CIV, We
Did Not Sec His Face.
no. Oscar, did not see your face 1o1
Loo years, I could not mistake your voice.
I would know your voice at the other end
of the earth If I should hear 1t. The only
white cap like that one you hold In your
hand" said the woman.
II have another White cap" said Thoup-
not divine. In the evening they found his
other white cap, a cap somewhat d1rter
than the one he has been wearing, at a
room where he slept after the disappear
ance of William Bartholtn, No. 6lS Fortieth
street.
1T think you had on that same suit of
clothes Looks like the one you wore that
morning. continued the woman.
Thompson unbuttoned his coat, and point
ing to a rip on the inside Of the coat. he
asked:
Did you notice whether the coat was
torn or nOt?'
TO those who heard Thompson's words
seemed almost q confession. He parried
helplessly for defense. Finally Inspector
Hunt told him to stop arguing his case, and
Thompson was led away. Great drops OF
streamed down his face az he
went out.
brought into the presence of the woman
He too. blanched and claimed that he did
not recognize her at first. but almost In the
same breath he admitted that he knew her
well. The woman repeated her story in his
hearing and he was led away without being
given chance to talk
1t was dramatic hour at the Hyde Park
Police Station. The woman who had fur
nished the police with the evidence that II
s felt certain will eventually force con-
,ession from Chafy and Thompson was
almost a nervous wreck when the ordeal
over