The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1912-10-10

Copyright by tho International PressB utau)
BY DAVID CORNELL,

national Press Bureau)
whirirg over Now Jersey toward
Pennsylvania bond for what after
wards proved to be che Of TIC most
exciting experiences Of oar lives.
We reached Pcpham Center la.e Mt
night. 1t was smail but exceed
ingly prosperous town in the foot
hills of the mountains, and Clutter
and repaired to its single hotel Nat
uraly the place was buzzing with talk
OF the crime that for the moment had
made it q piece of national import
ance. The rooms at the hotel woro
all taken by reporters, photographers
and artists from Philadelphia ard
New York, and Clufrer and | werc
lucky to find two cots available in
one end of the han. That night We
mot tho sheriff Of the county and wero
amazed to find that he considered tho
case already settled. He mad given
up work on it.
I've got the right man." he said
boastfully, got him the first crack.
We don't need you wise guys from the
Big City to come over here and show
us how to catch crooks--not over
here. l knew these three niEgers had
been hanging around town for a
couple of days, and just as soon as
l heard that Herman Gauder's Kid
had been murdered knew who'd dOno
the job, and threw there fellers into
jail. Oh, we don't need you over
here"
Have these negroes confessed?" I
asked.
mo, but they win after q few dnvs
of what we're giving EN-" laughed
the sheriff. ooh, wen get EN- all
right"
He readily agreed to us talk
with the prisoners 70 Us thy told
the same story they had told at the
time of their arrest: OF the time the
murder must have been committed
they were busily engaged in shoot
ing craps in Il colored poolroom in
the poorer part of the town.
where did you get the money to
shoot WITH" asked Cluffer, suddenly.
WED been wuhlin' for Mr. Brooks
who runs thu h-cI:ysrd, whoelin'
bricks oil day" was the instant an
sHc-. lie done paid US OF and we
goca over to dis place and shoots a
little craps all eyerin'. We got folks
can swear to dat"
where We're you between the time
you quit work and the timo you woro
arrested" ! shot at them
I'VE went straight to dis poolroom,"
they answered. I'VE wuz dc.9 ell deb
time"
Next morning we investigated their
story quietly. we found Troc'a at
mis- brickyard, ard he substant ed
the negroes story about being paid
off They had left the brtckyard at
Ave minutes after five, and at the
poolroom It vas said they had gr
rived at 6:15, and had remained until
late at night when they were ar
rested
Gross off the coons." said Clrfser.
"They never nau q finger in this pie
] knew it the minute | saw EN-; coons
always try to look foxy whom they're
lying. Those coons were just plain
scared. Let's 90 look at the situa-
ton"
The Bauder home we found to be
exceptionally striking even in that
town Of prosperous homes. Bauder
was a florist who had become mil
lionaire by investments in oil, but he
stll conducted, in the fields, imme-
diately back of his house. the florist
establishment that had given him his
start. In front of the house was the
great well kept lawn upon which the
u year old son had bean foully done
to death.
"Mr Bauder," I said, did your lit
tie boy have any possessions m his
person or elsewhere that might tempt
a robber?"
Him? That little fellow burst
out the old man. mo, he didn't have
a thing thing o, hold on"
He stopped as If something had como
forcibly to his mind We'll, now"
he said, II never thought OF that He
had savings bank with $50 In II.
and | haven't seen 1t since he---snce
we found him on the lawn"
A hurried and thorough search Of
the house was made for the bank. It
could not be found. 1t was not in it's
accustomed place In the childs room,