The Washington herald., 1908-01-01
HAS A VIVID FANCY
Mrs. HuIl's dead Friend"
Denies Most Yehemently,
SHE GRAVES THE NOT0RIETY
Woman Who Identified swamp Vie
tim Has BIand-Iike Smile When
Her Tale Is DisprOV Agnes
Young Telephones that She Is Very
Much AIive-NO CIew Now Left.

New York. Dec 3l.-Little Mrs Hattie
Hull, of the child-like face and nimble
Imagination, was taken by the arm, gently
and firmly. this morning. escotted from
Harrison, y. J., 10 the ferry and told
that fairy tales are not amusing TO the
hard-worked sleuths of Jersey,
The fact that she bamboozled a score
of detectives, solemn central Office men
from Manhattan, whskered deputy sher-
ifs and all the rest of the wiseacres that
the mystery OF Lamp Black Swamp stirred
from their dusty offices did not faze
Mrs. Hattie a little bin, though she did
/ seem sorry that she had ascribed lot
Of unpleasant habi,s to a living woman
the real Mrs. Agnes YOung-in identity
| ing a dead one.
/ Really this amazing little story teller
/ from Harlem, who got a husband through
a hair tonic ad, bought a baby for s.,
and has three house addresses. wasn't a
! bit fused when they punched holes
through her interesting yarn.
Delighted by Her Picture.
First off this morning, in the Continen-
tai Hotel. in Newark. where she was kept
/ Monday night, she wanted the New York
papers In the columns of stuff about her
and her stories and the somewhat ideal
/ ized portraits. she took the ingenious and
| exaggerated delight OF child.
After breakfast the bubble bursted. The
real Mrs Agnes Young. an accountant in
the office of the Wood Harmon Company
at Sl5 Madison avenue, called up Judge
Branegan, of Harrison, on the telephone
/ Mrs Young, who has worked for the rea
estate concern since last January, and
before that for the Ansonia and otnei
Ihotels i'm a clerical capacity, got shock
when she saw the newspapers this morn
ing. She read that. because of the rapid
imagination OF q girl she had known very
slightly, she said, she was believed Il
have been murdered. and that the police
We're looking for her slayer, Charles My
ers.
/ The sergeant at police headquartert
here nearly fell of his chair when Mrs
Young told him over the phone:
/ Il am Mrs. Agnes Young, and ] wan
to say that I am very much alive and an
In New York. I don't understand at al
why Mrs. Hull should have identified me
4 have not seen her for two years. an,
have not an intimate acquaintance witt
her"
Mrs. Young said that Mrs. Hull had =
strong craving for newspaper not0Tiety
and that at the time of the Slocum disas
ter the little person visited the morgu
and identified right and left bodies sh
had never seen before.
Supposed She Was Mistaken.
Well. they took the little identffer 4
the City Hall at Harrison and put theS
things up to her pretty sharply. Sh
smiled in "A childlike way and said SIN
supposed she had been mistaken. Afte
: all, it wasn't dear Aggie. But it was he
sister On. yes, positively this time
= II wanted to save my sister from tn
notoriety. You see, sisters name wa
Minnie Jeanette CASTOR; she was onl
half sister; that was the way it was
and I had heard her take the name O
+ Agnes Young, who was a friend of mine
} The complete fiZZle of the identification
has put the police up in the air NOR
r. than ever. They haven't the remotes
T idea who the dead woman was. VIII
/ killed her, or why the crime, a singularl
cold -blOOded, Carefully-planned and heart
less one. was committed. The murdere
has had scme seven days to get away
The chances are pretty slim now that h
q ever will be caught.