The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-01-18
UNDER THIRD DEGREE WOMAN CONFESSES =
 TO MULLEN MURDER
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 office. In one corner bundled togeth- CT were the bloody sheets, pillow covers and other damaging evidence collected in her room by the police. On all sides were the gruesome relics of former mysteries, blood stained cleavers,. black jacks, jimmies, pistols, sand bags, shot guns, axes, bludgeons, and other instruments each labelled with tags describing the crimes in which they figured. The surroundings were not such as were calculated to place at ease one in a maze of of falsehoods, and it was only a few mo- ments after her entrance into the de- tective captains lair that she said she wanted to teel the truth.
 Her story is about as follows: She met Mullen, stranger, in front of the city hall about 6:30 Wednesday evening. He was drunk. He wanted to accompany her to her room but she refused. He insisted and she con- sented.s They walked through Court street to Gilbert street, to Main street, and to her room, three flights up.
 In the room was Fred Raynor, whom she admits to have been shar- ing in the earnings of her life of vice. The three sat together for about 10 minutes, then Mullen gave Raynor a quarter to get pail of beer. The dregs of the beer were found in the room yesterday. Mullen then wanted to go to bed, and stripped off his coat, vest, shoes and socks, and stretched himself on the bed. He and unions and their argument led to a fight. Mullen struck Raynor in the face she says but did not mark him severely, and Raynor had the better of the argument. They fought back and forth about the room, until Null len was worsted. Raynor ordered him out.
 Mullen went out of the room into a hallway, then wandered back and the fight renewed At length, apparently exhausted, Mullen walked out, and that was the last she saw of him. Raynor put his clothing out the back stoop, tossed his cap out across Un- ion Square from the third story win dow. Then Raynor said, Wed bet ter get out of nere, and they locked up the rooms and left. Then went to the Arlington hotel for the night, end the following morning took a train for Danbury. She said she left RaynOr in the morning, and he had little money. She denies having seen any money of Mullen's, except the quarter he gave Raynor.
 She claims to have made all plans to come to Bridgeport today, arrang- ing to secure money from her moth- CT, in order to take care of the things she had abandoned in the blood stain ed rooms.
 That the woman with the persist ency of many of her class is still try ing to shield her loverzis the belief of the police. She wifi tell little of Raynor's past and she says she knows nothing of his present whereabouts.
 Her brother-in-law, hearing the poS lice description of Raynor, declares he stood in a shadow not far from the Danbury police station last night when she was being taken away by Detective Cronan.
 Frederick Raynor is described by the police as about 30 years old, five feet six inches tall, 40 pounds, with dark hair and moustache, of medium build, wearing brown overcoat, plaid trousers, black stiff hat, and walking with the rolling movement peculiar to sailors just come ashore. The Sprague woman says she met Raynor at the home of Mrs. Kate Burns, 104 Bank St.
 Mrs. Burns conducts a furnished room house. Mrs. Burns says the Sprague woman came to her house last fall with a man passing under the name of Nick Warren, who was believed to be her husband. They were there only 9 short time when there was a quarrel, and they separat- ed. Then RaynOr, also a boarder in the Burns house, took up with her, and when she came back from the