Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1910-05-12
Hauteyiiie nodded.

he spoke gently to Groener Now, M
friend, we are not going to do any
thing that win cause you the slightes
pain or Inconvenience"
For some moments he studied thu
I prisoner in silence.
Interesting, very interesting" muir
INJURED the doctor. Especially this
lobe Of this ear. will leave note
about It for Bertillon himself Pleas,
turn little for the back of the head
Thanks! I must study this head wher
! we have tiue. Very remarkable We
must have these on" he pointed e
the handouts ALSO the coat. DOM
be alarmed There! Now, want ths
left arm bare above the elbow" When
these directions had been carried oui
DR. Duprat pointed to a heavy wooden
| chair
Please sit here" he went on. "and
slip your left arm into this leather
sleeve"
why must l sit In this chair?" ask
ed Groener. why do you want my
arm in that leather thingY
"some pictures Of persons and places
will be thrown on that sheet, and as
each one appears l want you to say
what 1t is. Most Ct the pictures are
familiar to every one"
But the leather sleeveT
"The leather sleeve is like the stop
watch; it records your emotions. Sit
DOWN.
Groener hesitated. Il want to know
how 1t records my emotions"
The magistrate answered. "There
is pneumatic arrangement" he ex-
planned "by which the pulsations of
your heart and the blood pressure In
your arteries are registered automat-
ically. Now, then! l warn you If you
don't sit down willingly--well, you had
better sit down" Then Groener sat
down.
Quickly the assistant adjusted the
leather sleeve over the barred arm.
Immediately a familiar scene ap-
peared upon the sheet, a colored pho.
tograph Of the Place de la Concorde.
What is itY' asked the doctor pleas
antly.
The prisoner was silent.
You surely recognize this picture
Look. The obelisk and the fountain,
the Tulleries gardens"
'The Place de la Concorde," an
swered Groener sullenly.
The picture changed to a view of the
Grand Opera House. and at the same
moment a point of light appeared in
the headpiece back of the chair. It
was shaded so that the prisoner could
not see 1t, and 1t illuminated a grad
uated white dial on which was glass
tube about thirty inches long, the
whole resembling barometer Inside
the tube red column moved regularly
up and down. up and down. in steady
beats. and Coquenll understood that
this column was registering the beating
OF Groener's heart Standing behind
the chair. the doctor, the magistrate
and the detective could at the same
time watch the pulsating column and
the pictures on the sheet, but the pris-
oner could not see the column.
''What is that?" asked the doctor.
Groener answered at once, THE
Grand Opera House"
Good. Now. another"
'"The Bastisle column"
''And this9"
"Eotre Dame church"
SO far the beats had come uniform
ly about one In a second. for the mans |
pulse was slow. At each beat the |
liquid In the tube shot up six inches
and then dropped six inches. but at
the view of NOtre Dame the column |
rose only three inches, then dropped
back and shot up seven inches.
The doctor nodded gravely, while |
Coquenil. with breathless interest,
with a morbid fascination. watched
the beating of this red column. 1t was
like the beating of red blood.
"And thls?"
AS the picture changed there was
quiver In the pulsating column. a hes
itation with quick tiutterlng at the
bottom OF the stroke; then the red |
line shot up full niue inches. M. Paul
glanced at the sheet and saw a perfect
of private room No. o In
the Ansonia, And slowly as they look
cM NWb uhiN0 NllfhAth ~ NV NAiit |
Then dim shape took form upon the
floor. more and more distinctly until
the dlssolying lens brought mans
body into clear view, body stretched
face downward IN dark red pool that
grew and widened, slowly staining
and wetting the polished wood.
"Groener," said the magistrate, "do
you recognize this roomT
mo" But the column was pulsing
wildly.
"You are lying, Groener." accused
he judge. ''rhere" He signaled the
antern operator and there leaped
forth ON the sheet the head of Mar,
.lnez the murdered, mutilated head.
With shattered eye and painted cheeks
md the greenish death pallor showing
CHASTITY, leering cadaver
Ht the morgue,
"Whn Is itg' demanded the Judge.
Il don't know" declared the ac-
used.
Again the picture changed.
"Who Is thlsy"
queen Victoria"
Here suddenly. az the view OF Eng,
and's peaceful sovereign. Groener