The San Francisco call., 1904-07-27


Charles, at their home on Third
street on the morning of Sunday.
July 10, manifested keen interest in
the preliminary hearing of the muir
der charge against him, which was
begun before Police Judge Conlan.
He sat beside his attorney, ex-Judge
Low. and his piercing dark eyes
were steadily directed at the face of
each witness on the stand. Occasion
ally he plucked his counsePs sleeve
as If TO call his attention to some
eXaggeration or omission in the tes-
timony, all Of which was for the
prosecution, and once he sharply
commanded Policeman Tyrell TO re-
peat fully some language which the
witness credited him with having ut
tered Immediately after his arrest.
Early in the proceeding the de-
fendant hmpudently answered the
Judges query as TO his name, but
afterward apologized through his at
torney. In reply to the question,
he said that Geber was his name at
the time he was arrested.
But what is your name now
your true name?" the Judge asked.
Never you mind what my true
name is" was the response, and its
tone was reflective of irritability.
Ex-Judge Low then apoigized on
behalf of his client, who. he said, did
not want to bring disgrace upon his
relatives by disclosing his identity.
The story of the shooting of George
Hartman as told at the Coroner's in
quiry was repeated. Policeman Tyrell
testified that when he arrested Geber
the latter said he shot in self de-
fense, as the Hartman boys had called
him an opprobious name.
We'll, why don't you speak 1t out
tell what 1 said.' exclaimed the de-
fendant.
The officer repeated the unprintable
epithet, and Geber nodded approv-
ingly. Testimony for the defense will
be heard to-day.
When the little boys parents quar-
relied and agreed to dwell apart it
was arranged that he should re-
main in his mothers care and that
his father should visit him once a
week. But the child was not inform
ed of that arrangement, and when
several evenings passed without
bringing home the big man who had
always been so kind to him he asked
mamma for enlightenment, but she
did not give il. Then he made UP his
mind to investigate for himself, and
with that end in view he started out
last Monday afternoon and walked
TO the workshop where daddy had
once proudly introduced him to ever
so many other big men. There he
found daddy and chided him for
neglecting mamma, who did not
seem TO be happy when he failed to
appear for supper. Daddy patted the
tousled head, and by promising to
go home that night induced the child
10 permit himself to be escorted back
to mamma by Arthur Hughes, fell
low workman. That's how Arthur
Hughes came to be arrested and
charged with abduction.
When the mother missed the little
boy she jumped at the conclusion that
he had been kidnapped by his father.
and at once unfolded her belief and
gave a description Of the child to the
first policeman she met. The vigi-
liant officer kept his eyes open, and
son they were rewarded by seeing
Arthur Hughes leading by the hand
the very little boy that had been
minutely described to him. So he
child to its mother.
When the case was called before
Judge Conlan yesterday there was
no appearance for the prosecution,
the mother having discovered her er-
ror and the policeman being sorry he
had not deferred the arrest until a
formal complaint was filed. The de-
fendant's anger was difficult to mol
lify. because he had spent the night
in prison, until the Judge said that
the incident which had brought such
inconvenience to him was probably a
means Of reuniting the parents. Mr..
MI
fore leaving the courtroom he was
overheard to say that he would
willingly serve week in Jail to
bring back to the little boys father
the good nature that was routed by
his deprivation of the little boys So
ciety.
II the offense charged against Albert
Jacobsen, middle-aged and decently at
tired, had been punishable by death he
could not have presented a more for
lorn front to Judge Conlan, before
whom he stood accused Of breaking
one pane Of glass in the residence of
Mrs. Twombly, 112 Eddy street. He
blubbered and sighed and sobbed as
he sat in the prisoners cage side by
side with a man who had the killing
of two human beings to answer for and
who regarded him with mingled con-
tempt and wonder.
oh, Judge. be mercifuI," he pleaded,
his hands clasped imploringly and
tears dripping from his aquiline nose
and heavy mustache.
What is this man-an emotional ac-
tor?' his Honor asked the bailiff, but
that functionary uttered no reply.
Let me off with a fine, oh, please,
Judge, do walled the defendant. Il
was drunk when did It."
did what?"
Il don't remember what II was, but
some of these gentlemen in the cage
have told me that"
'Ah, see, the gentlemen in the