Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1911-06-20
~ Carucc,--,s she BADLY burt :"

Mrs. Carucci-is she badly hurt =
"Oh, mothers perfectly well. She
was tired 2 little after sitting up for
us, and went to bed early, that's all.
And Sheila Is doing splendidly."
4 Doctor Reid came abruptly to the
surface. Fine. Fine. Very rapid re- 4
covery. Blow only glanced along the
bone. No fracture, no concussion. !
Strong vitality, too. Astonishing what
resistance those unhygienic people
have. Soon be all over IT.
Look here" Lady broke in. there's
a bird's-eye view Of the tenement
house, with-no, it's an X-ray view,
the walls are transparent. Arrow
points to room in which Mrs. Carucci
was discovered; cross marks location
OF blood-stain; inner room with dis.
ordered bed: dotted line shows how
the body was carried down stairs
See, they've got little pictures of us
carrying her down, on each floor. And
here's the automobile starting away
with me leaning out OF the window"
And vignettes of Carucci and the
policeman. and fancy sketch Of
Sheila." said l. Like those early
italian paintings, where they have two
or three successive scenes on one
canvas
This Is about the fullest account.
too. It's pretty nearly all here, ex-
cept who we are. 'Carucci Is In GUS
tody.' Do you suppose they Interview
ed him?'
II doubt It," said her father. ''It
was probably the tenants and the men
in the street"
Listen to this" put in Doctor Reid,
with an indignant snort "Outrageoua
the flippant way this sheet takes every
thing. Send clever young ignoramua
to write up important surgical cases..
Poke fun at every thing. Listen:
Antonio Carucci Is true son
OF Neptune, born. as his name I'M
plies. under the shadow Of Vesuyius.
He goes down to the sea in ships: and.i
like all good mariners since old Noah,
himself, returns with throat parched'
by many days OF briny breezes. Last
night, being new landed from long
cruise, Giuseppe sought solace In now.
ing flagons of Chianti. until, when he
tackled through the breakers Of River
Street toward the beacon light which
his lass kept ever burning in her
wifely window, he had almost forgot
ten his own name amid the rosy
aromas of his national potation. Ar
rived at his domicil, Geronimo fell In
to deep sleep, with sinuous string,
of spaghetti clasped firmly in his cord
ed hand; and as he slept, he dreamed
a dream Then 1t goes on to treat
the whole affair as halluclnation,
distorting or evading all the facts.
Ridiculous account. Rubbish. Per
feet rubbish"
"At least, 1t can do us no HARM, =
said Mr.. Tabor, while Lady and I ex.
changed mirthful glances. The more
the whole affair is belittled, the less
danger there ia Of any serious gossip
or investigation. What don't like
| is this sort Of thing" He crumpled
q red and black page across his knee.
There is no substance In 1t, but Il
might stir up trouble.
Last night the perpetrators OF q
brutal and mysterious crime escaped
without q struggle.
"They abducted a poor woman, q
wife and mother. from her home. They
left behind them destruction and =
red stain upon the threshold.
"'How did these wretches escaped
Why were they not apprehended7
"'They answer Is simple: They arc
rich.
"a swift automobile awaited them.
The police were powerless to stop
them as they sped away.
"If poor laboring man, crAxed by
sorrow. commits crime, the utmost
rigor Of the law awaits him. He
can not purchase q great machine to
speed his flight.
Neither can he purchase the ma
chinery of Justice, the skill OF emin-
ent lawyers, the shifts and delays OF
appeal. He must pay the penalty.
But the rich man pays only his
myrimidons The dastards who COM
mitted last nights atrocity vanished
behind cloud Of gold.
! "Shall we permit these things to
be so? Shall we allow the wealthy to
avoid those punishments which We Inn
pose upon the poor? This means you.
"'They deem themselves already se-
cure; but though they exhaust every
device of plutocracy, they shall be
brought to Justice in the end.
eve say to them. We know you.
and we will find you yet
THAT sounds threatening" said.
But, after all, isn't 1t just as empty
as the rest People read that same
shrek three hundred and sixty-fvo
days in the year. and nothing much
ever happens. Do you think there
will actually be any extra search be-
cause Of that?"
| "I'm not so sure" Mr.. Tabor an
swered 1T may not matter to the
police, but the paper itself II quite
capable of seeking ns out. Indeed, !
think we are really most likely to have
trouble, not from the authorities, but
from reporters"
| That's IT," Reid added. You've
put your finger on 1t. That's what
we've got to lsok out for. Reporters"
"But what can they do?" asked
Lady. Suppose some reporter comes
here; we won't tell him anything.
and nobody else has anything to tell"
my dear child, you haven't the
slightest idea of what newspaper In
vestigation means. II they once get
a hint OF who we are we shall have
q dozen men and women here, Ques-
tioning everybody in sight-the neigh
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