The Washington herald., 1912-02-05

Of her three dogs-"We-uns" and Dixie"
little black Pomeranian mates. The
boy came and took the dogs away.
At o'clock last night Mr.. Serviss re-
ceived telegram signed Louise Noble, 81
which said:
please go to my apartment and get
Puffies and take him into your place. l
am going to spend the night with my
mother"
Sent Her Dogs Away.
| Puf1es IS a little white Pomeranian,
only six weeks old. Without human COM
panionship he was prone 10 whine at
night and annoy the neighbors. Apparent
ly his mistress idea was to prevent his
noise making. 1t is possible. on the other
hand, that she wanted to get the young
est dog out of the apartment, too, so that
| he might not meet the fate she had in
| mind for herself. Mr.. SeTviss entered
the apartment with his pass key and
turned the white puppy over to his wife.
There was nothing unusual, to his mind,
| about the request. Late last night he
| heard the tap Of Fred Mobiles stick. as
he walked up the stairs, and the sound
| of the apartment door closing after the
young tenant. Occasionally Mrs. Noble
had spent a night with her mother. so
there was nothing extraordinary about
Mr.. Noble returning alone.
At o'clock this morning the mother,
| Mrs. John Jay White, OF l Lexington ave-
nue., teIephoned the Regina apartments
and got Mr.. Serviss.
rs there any one in Louise's fat?" she
asked.
''Fred's there" said Mr.. Serviss. 'T
| heard him come in. But 1 thought Mrs.
Noble was spending the night with YOU"
That's it," said the mother. Louise
was to have stayed here. She was here
when I retired at 1880 last night. But
when ! went to her room this morning
| her bed had not been disturbed. I'm
| alarmed about her
A few minutes later Walter Suydam,
| the former husband. called up the Regina.
Apparently Mrs White had asked him IL
he had any knowledge of the girls
! whereabout. Mr.. Serviss told him, too,
that he didn't know whether or not Mrs.
Noble was upstairs.
Mother Paints at Sight.
The owner of the house interrogated
the hallboys. They had not seen her
enter Mr.. Serviss went up to the Noble
apartment on the third floor. with his
pass key.
1t is a double apartment, with two
doors and two Railways. The door Gus
| tomarily used as an entrance was the
| first one Mr.. Serviss tried. The lock re-
sponded to his key, but bolt on the
inside was shot and the door would not
open Then he tried the other door.
The lock turned, but the door was bar
ricaded with heavy articles and would
only open a few inches.
Hello, Fred! Hello, Mrs. Noble.' he
called. There was no answer.
A call TO the Mercer street police sta
ton brought Capt. Dominick Henry and
Patrolmen Brennan and Dosnell. Just
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drove up to the house in her motor and
Joined the little group.
The policemen's shoulders carried the
door of its hinges. A slight odor OF gas
led the party TO the kitchen. Capt.
Henry and Mr.. Serviss opened the door.
An instant later Mrs. White fell forward
in faint at the sight revealed.
Fred and Louise Noble were lying on
the floor with their heads about foot
from the open oven of the gas stove,
( from which was pouring the fumes from
I'VE wfde-open Jets. The boys left arm
was about the girls shoulders, his right
about her waist They were unmistak
ably dead. There was faint trace OF a
smile os the wife's face, and, curiously,
the husbands blue eyes were fully open.
Put on Death Garb.
Mrs. Noble had on a purplish-red XII
mono, which covered her nightrobe. The
young man wore a white silk tennis
shirt, dark trousers, black silk stockings,
and no shoes.
There may have been something signih-
cant about that white silk tennis shirt.
The Mobiles friend, the reporter, was the
one who wrote the story Of Henry Clay
Beattie's electrocution in Virginia, and,
describing 1t to them, spoke about Beattie
arraying himself in such a garment, in
stead Of some death habiliment.
by CAD; that was game" said Fred
Noble at the time IF ever go sudden
" I'll wear my tennis shirt"
Mrs. White, the mother, was carried
downstairs and given into the kindly care
of Mrs. Serviss, while a call was sent
for two physicians who live in the apart
ment house, Drs- ]. H. Carroll and W.
S. Graham. They arrived simultaneously
and said the Mobiles had been dead for
five or six hours. Coroner's Physician
Iehan, who came with Coroner HELEN
stein soon afterward, was Of the same
opinion.
The police searched the apartment for
some message, some writing. but found
nothing at ALL In the one bedroom Mrs.
Mobiles long fur coat and muff, her hat
and outer clothing lay in a neat pile or
the bed, which had not been occupied.
Beside them were Fred's overcoat, coat,
hat, stick, and gloves, carefully folded,
with a cigarette case laid on top OF them
A little while after this search was
finished, Walter L. Suydam, the former
husband, drove down from his house at
East Seventy sixth street He came 30
fast that at Broadway and Thirteenth