, 1910-06-23

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NAMING d nasty examination, the cor
oner turned to Capt. Clinton.
wen, captain, | guess he's dead
all right"
Yes. and we've got our man, too"
Inc coroner turned to look at the
prisoner.
Caught him red-handed, eh? VIII
is he?"
Howard was about to blurt out a re
ply. when the captain Numbered:
"Silence!"
To the coroner. the captain ex
planned:
Hes the scapegrace son of How.
ard Jeffries, the banker. No good
bad egg. His father turned him out
OF doors. There is no question about
his guilt. Look at his hands. We
caught him trying to get away"
The coroner rose. He believed in
doing things promptly.
Il congratulate you, captain. Quick
work like this ought to do you repu.
tation good. The community owes 2
debt to the officers of the law II they
succeed in apprehending criminals
quickly. You've been getting some
pretty hard knocks lately, but | CUES
YOU know your business"
well as he could, his satisfa ton. ne
drew himself up and, with b ustsrirg
show of authority, Immediately o
command of the situation. Turning
to a police sergeant at his side, no
said:
"Maloney, this fellow may nave had
an accomplice. Take four officers and
watch every exit from the hotel. Ar.
rest anybody attempting to leave the
building. Put two officers to watch
the fire escapes. Send one man on
the roof. Col"
Yes, sir" replied the sergeant, as
he turned away to execute the order
Capt. Clinton gave two strides for
ward, n catching Howard by the col
lar. jerked him to his feet.
Now, young Teller, you come with
me! Wen go upstairs and have a
look at h lead ran"
Howard was at no time an athlete,
and now, contrasted with the burly
policeman, a colossus In strength, he
seemed like a puny boy. His cringing,
II l6ulthtu dllllluP, dS lie lOOhtu up III
the captains bulldog face, was pathet-
&c. The crowd of bystanders could hard
iy contain their eageruess to take in
every detail of the dramatic situation.
The prisoner was sober by this time,
and thoroughly alarmed.
What do you want me for?" he
cried. 81 haven't o n anything. The
mans dead, but I didn't kill him."
shut your mouth" growled the
captain.
I Dragging Howard after him, he
made his way to the elevator. Throw
ing his prisoner into the cage, he
turned to give orders to his subord-
mate.
"Maloney, you come with me and
bring Officer Delaney" Addressing the
other men, he said: You other fellers
'ook after things down here. Don't
let any of these people come upstairs"
Then. turning to the elevator boy, he
gave the command: up with her"
The elevator, with its passengers,
shot upward, stopped with a jerk at
the fourteenth floor. and the captain,
once more laying a brutal hand on
Howard, pushed him out into the cor
ridor.
If it could be said of Capt. Clinton
that he had any system at all, 1t was
TO be as brutal as possible with every
body unlucky enough to fall into his
hands. Instead Of regarding his pris-
oners as innocent until found guilty,
as they are justly entitled to be re-
garded under the law. he took the d.
rectly opposite stand. He considered
ali his prisoners as guilty as hell until
they had succeeded in proving them
selves innocent. Even hen he had
his doubts. When a jury brought in
a verdict of acquittal, he shook his
head and growled. He had the great
est contempt for a jury that would &C.
quit and the warmest regard for a jury
which convicted. He bullied and NAL
treated his prisoners because he firm
ly believed in undermining their NOR
al and physical resistance. When by
d~epriving them of sleep and food, by
choking them. clubbing them and
frightening them he had reduced
them to a state of nervous terror, to
the border of physical collapse, he
knew by experience that they would
no longer be in condition to withstand
his merciless cross-examinations. De-
moralized, u%nstrung, they would blurt
out the truth and so convict them
selves. The ends Of Justice would thu
be served.
Capt. Clinton prided himself on the
thorough manner in which he conduct
ed these examinations of persons I'M
der arrest. 1t was a laborious ordeal.
but always successful. He owed his
present position on the force to the
skill with which he browbeat his pris-
oners INTO confessions" With his
third degree" seances he arrived at
results better and more quickly than
in any other way. All his convictions
bod baap cacYra1 by than Tho praco