The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-04

Haunted sleeping and waking by
 the vision of the blanched face of an
 II year old girl whom he accidentally
 shot dead on Good Friday Henry Nah
 lder, Veteran of the Russo Japanese
 war with medals awarded for bravery
 during the siege of Port Arthur, sur
 rendered himself, at the advice of his
 lawyer, at Police Headquarters at Il o'clock this morning to stand trial for murder.
 Mahlder will be taken to Ansonia, where the tragedy occurred, probably late this afternoon charged with man slaughter. AHahIder is almost a men tai wreck, and he is weak from loss of food and from pain from an injury sustained to his left leg in flight. For four days he hasn't had a mouthfu of food. not from lack of money for he had nearly $5 left when placed in
 his cell, but from inability to eat on account of his mental anxiety. He supported his steps as he walked into hioned cane, Whittled from a stick he had picked up at the roadside.
 Mahlder's flight from Ansonia on Good Friday followed the killing of Il year old Emma Rebner, eldest of four children of MT. and Mrs. John Rebner of 28 Jersey street. that city months. According to Mahlder's story at police headquarters, told as the tears trickled down his weather beaten and drawn features, MT. and Mrs. Rebner were invited to spend the holiday with relatives in Brooklyn, and learning he was not to be at work, asked him to look after the household during their absence.
 He had a drink or two during the morning, he says, with a man whose name he does not know, believed to man had been employed to watch a house under quarantine by the Board of Health. In talking of his political duties, his companion had displayed to him a pair of handcufs or similar device, and this led Mahlder to talk about his belongings. He invited the Health Boards agent, and another
 man, into the Rebner home. and draw ing out strong box, displayed an automatic pistol.
 He had just grasped the weapon in the customary fashion when the lit tie girl entered the room. In broken English he told this story:
 s'The little girl walked through the door and looked up at me and smiled with her, and I poked the pistol to- wards her and pulled the trigger" When he reacheds this portion of his narrative, Mah1der was overcome with emotion. When he regafned his self possession, he said he graSped the girl. who had fallen as soon as she was shot, held her in his arms and then dispatching one of the visitors, 1 out for a doctor, he placed the child on g. cot. The other man left the room when he was seized with fear of punishment for his crime. Afraid i to leave the house by the front door, l lest the police should already be on l hand, he climbed out a window and 1 fled through lots and woods. He still | had his pistol but reaching a c1uTnp i of bushes in 8 swamp, he thrust the 1 weapon away to be freed from in | evidence.
 It was about noon on Good Friday, | March 25, that the shooting occurred. l That night Mahlder made New Ha- ven, walking part of the way and | riding by train. At midnight he was l at the docks asking information about | the New York boat. He went to New | York, Hoboken, back to New York | then to Boston, then Providence, New Haven. and last night reached Bridge port again.
 At every city he visited the docks