The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1911-10-21


! Columbian Magazine for September
The three men were Judge Ben. B.
Lindsey of the Juvenile court of Den.
yer; Francis J. Heney, prosecutor of
the San Francisco boodlers, and ex.
Senator Frank j. Cannon of Utah, who
is fighting politics of the Mormon
church.
The three men exchanged expert
ences Of the ISLANDERS and libels that
they had encountered-the lies that
had been told about them to discredit
them and their work with the people.
Mr.. Creel sat with them and took
notes. He calls his story, expressive
| ly, "Polecat Fighting And he writes:
What's the worst they ever said
about you, Heney? Lindsey asked.
And over their dishes the three be-
gan to exchange "reminiscences of APP
palling ISLANDERS that had been at
tempted upon them, of miraculous es-
capes from those assasins of a public
mans reputation that are hired to
follow every reformer, of amazing lies
circulated by apparently respectable
newspapers and the still more amaz-
ing credence given those lies by in
telligent readers.
Heney's Thrilling Time.
"Heney is a man of peculiarly win
ming geniality, with a smile that is a
broad, boyish grin. He told-as if it
were a boarding school row-of the
murderous attack that had been made
upon him by Morris Haas in San
Francisco, and the way in which pub
lie sympathy had been turned against
him and to Haas by newspaper ac-
counts of the shooting, not only in
California, but Throughout the whole
country, bit the dispatches of the San
Francisco correspondents.
You see, they made it out that
Haas didn't want to serve on that
second jury which was to try Abe
Ruef, the CRATER boss of San Fran
cisco; that he fought against serving
because he was afraid his prison rec
ord would be found out-and he had
lived that down, they said.
They described him as the pro-
prietor of a cigar store, who "enioy-
ed the respect and esteem of the
community" after years of hard work
and square living. And so, when l
came along and brutally exposed him
not out of necessity, but from the
sheer joy of disgracing him-the poor
devil went crazy, rushed out and got
a gun, ran back again and shot me.
LAS a matter of fact, Haas had
been the keeper of a low grocery, and
was openly living with a woman to
the shame of his wife, and family.
His prison record wasn't a secret, and
he boosted to his paramour that his
vote for Ruefs acquittal would put
him back on his feet. There wasn't
single thing about the mans case
that called for the slightest consider
alton, and it was imperative that /
should get him out of that jury box
AS for going mad with the disgrace
and shooting me down in burst of in.
sane rage, he hustled out of the court
room and wasn't seen again for seven
months.
1T wasn't until Ruefs third trial
that we saw Haas again. Ten jurors
had been selected, and l was proving
that the eleventh man had been
bride giver and a participant in mu-
nicipal corruption. The defense had
exhausted its peremptory challenges, I
had two left, and it seemed a cinch
that we would get two honest men
and begin the trial There was pretty
general belief that Ruef would break
down and confess rather than take
his chances with a square jury, and if
Ruef confessed, that meant bringing
in the men higher up, you know.
The judge called a night session,
the first in the case. AS we entered
the courthouse that night, Haas was
hanging around at the top of a dark
staircase. Foley, my body guard, hap
pened to be walking ahead. He push
ed Haas out of the way The next
morning Haas came into the court
room, and for two weeks fairly haunt
ed the place. He was always trying
to stink into the press chairs just be-
hind me, and I can't tell you how
many times Foley shooed him away
What on earth was the matter
with you!' exclaimed Lindsey. Why
didn't you have him arrested?
ON what charger Heney shrug-
ged Right up to the day of the
shooting the papers ridiculed my body
guard, and if had had Haas arrested
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