The Springfield herald., 1912-04-05
ole MYSTERY Of the
RISING SUN
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I prominent for some years. His habits
without question were Of the best
and his two notable traits were his
extravagant generosity and his mental
profundity in theological matters. He
had been writing IN important work
for some months and was deeply en-
crossed in his labors. Mrs. Emerson
and he had driven to the Lennox IL
brary at two o'clock, he promising to
rejoin her and the remainder OF the
family at Mr.. Emerson's Pine street
office at three, after which they were
to go to an attorneys office in an ad-
joining building, where the account
ing was to be done, and then all were
to take tea at a house in Washington
Square. Between the time he left
the library and the hour he was to be
IN Pine street the missing clergyman
was to have been one of commit
tee to pass upon the merits of
painting in dealers gallery at 200
Fifth avenue. One of the members of
the committee had called up Mr..
Emerson at the office to inquire as to
Rev. Carson's failure to appear.
Following out his plan Of using the
police-machine. we went to the station
nearest to Rand's apartments and
then / went home, after arranging to
meet him the next morning.
Breakfast was smoking on the table
when Rand arrived Sunday morning.
and in his cheeks shone fine color,
due to his walk in the crisp winter
air.
ANY tidings of the wayfarer?"
asked.
mot a whisper: but my telephone
has nervous prostration from being
the medium of the anxiety Of the
Emerson household. There is some
thing interesting in this. though"
He held out a short, two-column-
wide clipping from the Herald.
glanced at the headlines.
COUNTESS AND SERVANT GO
TEMPORARILY MAD IN
STREETS.
It was the Did trick of putting two
similar news-stories under one
double-column head.
The first read:
While laboring under some mys-
terious mental obsession Countess
Won Schierling-Schloss created panic
with her automobile shortly before
three o'clock yesterday afternoon in
front of Martins Fifth avenue en-
trance.
According to the story Of her chauf-
feur, told at the West Thirtieth Street
station, she was driving the car. which
is magnificent French car presented
her by her father. Westing Brooke, of
Pittsburg, and stopped at Zechmann's
art store She returned In few min
utes acting rather peculiarly. and i'm
mediately on starting the car turned
east toward Broadway. turning again
at the next corner, and once more
into Fifth avenue. She made the cir
cult of the block three times at a dam
gerously high speed, when Bicycle
Policeman Maynard caught up with
the machine and ordered her to stop.
The chauffeur, at the officers COM
mand, forced her hands from the lever
and brought the car to halt In front
of Martins. The young noblewoman
went into frenzy, and an ambulance
surgeon from the New York hospital
said she seemed to be suffering from
temporary arrangement. She was re-
moved to her hotel in her physicians
carriage, and after the facts were
made known at the police station the
chauffeur was let go. 1t was stated
by the hotel management last night
that she had completely recovered.
The second story was as follows:
When Freda Nielsen left the home
of Mrs. Dent Goodrich. No. 499 Madi-
son avenue at three o'clock yesterday
afternoon to take the one-year-old
Goodrich baby to the studio of a chill
drens photographer at 211 Fifth av-
enue, she was perfectly sane. to all
appearances; half an hour later 1t re-
quired two policemen to get the child
from her and restrain her from doing
violence.
She was met at the door of the
building by Mrs. Goodrich, and just
before they entered the elevator she
turned and ran from the place, carry
ing the child. Mrs. Goodrich ran after
her, calling her to come back. but the
nurse cried that she was going to
take the baby home. A crowd of
pedestrians quickly gathered, and to
avoid them the Nielsen girl ran south
into Madison Square Park, where
some passers-by stopped her. Mrs.
Goodrich endeavored to recover the
baby but the muscular Swedish girl
knocked her down, tore her street
gown to shreds, and would have got
entirely away had not Policeman
John Boylan and Otto Slenke taken
her in hand. She fought them vici-