Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-01-31
Murder Of Goodman.

The climax was reached yesterday with
the murder of Moses Goodman, manu-
facturer, and the mysterious wounding of
Gootman'S son Isaac at their apartments
on East 1O9th street.
While robbery was at first believed to
have been the motive for this crime, the
detectives today were looking into the
case in the belief that Goodman knew the
man who shot him. The manufacturer
conducted a shirt waist making estab-
lishment, which recently has been in
volved in the prevailing labor troubles
believe he anticipated an attack, for he
had recently changed his sleeping place
and had given other indications of fear
of impending danger. Goodman died while
apparently trying to articulate the name
Of the person who killed him.
The Harlem detective bureau last night
sent out this description of the murderer:
Wanted for murder: A man FIVE feet
dunn build, dark complexion, smooth face,
wore black suit and black derby
The beginning of the early morning bat
tie in the Gootman fiat is known only by
deduction. Not until the fatal shots were
fired did the younger Gootmans and the
wife awake 1t was about /: 80 o'clock.
Was Asleep on Couch.
The father was asleep on couch in
the dining room. which Is toward the
rear OF the house and is separated by
the bath from the kitchen at the very
rear. Presumably he heard noise out
there, probably the creaking of the win
dow AS the intruder raised it while stand
ing outside on the fire escape. The Goot-
man fiat is on the ground floor, about
twelve feet above the courtyard, and a
permanent iron ladder leads from the
yard to the first landing of the fire escape,
which is at the kitchen window.
In
Goodman must have surprised the in
truder, for an electric flash lamp, lying on
top of the washtub slightly cracked, told
Enthusiastically that the man, confronted
by the stalwart figure of the manufac-
turer, dropped it and sprang across the
room.
Grimmer marks told how the two had
come to grips. There were the prints of
fingers on the householder's throat that
brought up a picture of a bitter struggle
at close quarters Then there were mud
| splotches on the floor made by the shut
fling of feet, as though Mr.. Goodman, al
though f1fty-five years old, had worsted
his adversary and thrown him off.
Shot Awakened Sons.
Next came the crack of a revolver, and
Isaac, who is thirty-five and the elder
son, and Louis. twenty-five, his brother,
awoke. They were in the bedroom next
| to the dining room.
| What was that? Somebody shooting
out back" said Louis. sleepily.
| 'I'll go and see.'' said Isaac, wider
! awake, and he made his way through
the dining room. This was in darkness.
! so he didn't notice that his father was
not on the couch. There was another
crack of a bullet as he neared a narrow
hallway leading to the kitchen.
Isaac heard groan as he passed
through here. and then came upon his
father leaning weakly against re-
4 ,Cl,D Ilya. hot
the father said, family. Isaac, looking
across the room, saw heavy-set figure
silhouetted against the window by the
| light OF the courtyard lamp.
| Not imagining that his fathers wounds
were serious. the son took quick step
across the room toward the figure, which
was clamberng backward to the fire
| escape.
Son Shot in Side.
} Stand still, d. you.' came voice,
and almost simultaneously the revolver
banged again, and then the figure dis
appeared, Isaac, stung by pain in his
| arm and side halted. When the smoke
| cleared away from the window the figure
was gone. All he could make of it was
that the man appeared to be about five
| feet five or six inches, and weighed 80
| or 100 pounds. And his voice, in the
muttered curse, seemed to be tinged with
German accent
Goodman and her daughter, Henrietta,
aged eight came running out to the
little hallway then. They arrived just
as the father sank to the floor. He ceased
breathing and died at once.
Flash Lamp Only Clue.
The upper end of Central Park, which
is only few steps away from the Goot-
man house, was thoroughly searched,
but no trace of the fugitive was found.
He left not a single clue behind him,
because the electric flash lamp that he
dropped was of the ordinary cheap type
that can be had in any hardware shop.
It was suggested that, as a remote
possibility, the staying was not done in
connection with a robbery. but that some
shirt waist strike sympathizers had killed
the manufacturer in vengeance for some
imagined wrong. But Louis Goodman,
who is employed at the factory. said
they had had no trouble with their work
people.
The Goldsmith robbery disposed of that
| theory, for it was undoubtedly the lob
| of the same man. This WAS not dis
covered until about y O'Clock i'll the morn
ing, when Mrs. Goldsmith, getting dress
| ed in her Sunday finery, found that her
jewel box, which was kept in buffet
LIN the dining room. was empty.