Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1909-01-21

From that time until he stood shiver-
ing and white with logged intention in
a theater foyer bent upon establishing
an alibi, his movements are scarcely
worth the details. Between the acts he
saw a dozen men whom he knew and
he took drinks with several of them.
His tremendous will power carried him
through the ordeal in a way that could
not have fallen to the good fortunes of
the ordinary lawbreaker.
Every second Of the time his
thoughts were Of the thing which was
being buffeted by the icy waters of the
lake. Where was that thing now?
How far out into the lake had 1t been
carriedi
His body was covered with the cold
perspiration Of dread and horror. His
soul was moaning; his whole being
was aghast with the awfulness OF the
deed; he could have shrieked aloud In
his madness. How he lived through
the hour in that theater he never could
have told, nor could he believe that he
was sitting there with all those fright
full thoughts piling themselves upon
him. Other people laughed and shout
ed with happiness; he stared and wept
In his heart and shvered and cringed
and groaned within himself.
He had killed heri She had been true
to him, and yet he had taken her life,
the life she had given himl He gave
no thought to Jane. no thought to
Bansemer. He thought only Of him
self as the slayer
Would her body be recovered? What
would be his excuse, what his punish
mentf The gallows? A thousand hor.
rors ran riot in his brain, a thousand
tremors with each.
But why dwell upon the feelings of
this miserable wretch? Why say more
of his terror, his misery, his remorse?
He held himself In the seat until the
middle Of the last act of the play. At
last. unable to restrain himself longer.
he arose and almost ran from the thea
ter. That instinct which no slayer can
control or explain was overpowering
him. 1t was the instinct which at
tracts the murderer to the spot where
his crime was committed No man
can describe or define this resistless
impulse. and yet all criminology re-
cords II, clear and unmistakable. 1t Is
no less than form of curiosity. Driv-
en- by this irresistible force, David Ca
BILE. with bravado that cost him dearly,
worked his uninterrupted way to the
scene Of his crime. BY trolley car to
Chicago avenue and then, like a home
less dog seeming his way fearfully, to
q corner not far from the break In the
wall. .ac4
His legs trembled and his eyes grew
wide with dread. The swish Of tho
water came TO his ears, and he 3tood
stu for many minutes, listening for q
CRY for help from OF the shore. But
none came, and again skulking along
side the houses Of his friends, he Gov
cred the blocks that lay between him
and the magnetic rift in the wall. Near
the corner he stopped, with start OF
alarm.
The figure Of a man could be seen
standing like q statue on the very
spot where he had seen her disappear.
While he stood there, his heart scarce
ly beating, the solitary figure was
Joined by two others. Cable shrank
back into the dense shadows. Like
fash 1t occurred to him that they were
searching for the body. A shrek Of
agony arose to his lips. But he check
ed It,
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