The Prescott daily news., 1910-04-04

sionate jealousy and hatred of rival. We have the motive for the murder and the evidence that you committed the murder. What have you to say for yourselfY'
 "I threatened to punch his head. That is very different from killing him.
 And the pistol? And the foot prints?"
 "I don't know; can't explain it, but know I am innocent. You say 1 had motive for this crime. You're mis- taken. 1 had no motive."
 Didn't you follow her to Europe in the steerage because of your infatua- tion? Didn't you bear sufferings and privations to be near her? Shall 1 go over the details of what you did. as l have them here, in order to refresh your memory"
 "No,' said Kittredge hoarsely, and nis eye was beginning to flame My memory needs no refreshing l am fighting for my life, and now that she has admitted this thing" he eyed the Nolhill SCOl HIulIy, ulh free to tell the truth-all of it."
 "That is what we want" said Haute- vile.
 "I thought l loved her with a fine. true love, but she showed me it was only a base imitation I offered her my life. my future, and she would have taken them and broken them and scattered them in my face and and laughed at me I-well. never mind, but you can bet all your pretty French philosophy diGnt go about Paris looking for billiard players to kill ou her account
 Then why did you quarrel with Martinez?" demanded the judge Because he was interfering with a woman whom l did love and would fight for"
 For Gods sake. stopw whispered the lawyer
 Then you consider your love for this other woman I presume you mean the girl at Notre DameY
 "Yes"
 You consider your love for her a fine, pure love in contrast to the other | love?"
 "The other wasn't love"
 AS Vaudeville listened his frown deepened, his eyes grew harder. That's all very fine,' he objected, but if you hated this woman why did you risk prison, and worse. to get her things? You knew what you were risking, l supposeW
 Yes, I knew"
 "Why did you do it?"
 Kittredge hesitated. "I did it for for what she had been to me It meant ruin and disgrace for her, and well. if she could ask such a thing 1 could grant it. It was like paying debt, and-I paid mine." The judge turned to Mrs. Wilmott. Did you know that he had ceased to love you?"
 Pussy Wilmott, with her fine eyes to the floor, answered almost in whisper, "Yes. knew it.
 Do you know what he means by
 
 his life and-and all that?"
 "N-not exactly"
 You do know" cried the American. You know I had given you my life in sacred pledge, and you made a plaything of it. You told me you were unhappy, married to a man you loath ed. a dull brute. But when l offered you freedom and my love you drew back. When l begged you to leave him and become my wife. with the laws sanction. you said no. because was poor and he was rich. You wanted me. but you wanted your lux ury too. Love! What did you know about love? You wanted me along with your ease and pleasures, and you couldn't have me on those terms. Nor
 'On the whole, 1 think he's guilty" concluded the judge an hour later. speaking to Coquenil.
 "Queerv' muttered the detective He says he had three pairs of boots" Coquenil had drawn two squares of shiny paper from his pocket and was studying them with magnifying glass. Suddenly his face lighted, and he sprang to his feet. Great God of heaven!" he cried i'll excitement, his eyes glued to the magnifying glass, his whole soul concentrated on those two pieces of paper. evidently photo graphs.
 What is it? What have you foundr' asked the judge.
 '"The alleyway footprints are not identical with the soles of Kittredges hootc p