Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1913-07-25


and5xhen= they faced each other In the
police station before being brought TO
Headquarters !. prisoners and omcers
were astounded equally ss s.ss B.
Dickinson asked to sss them walk.
and sths other prisoners we're dis
missed to give them room to pace mp
and down. He atonce identified Klein
o. tho man he had seen coming out Of
the house. We now took the two into
the Inspectors room and told them
the crime with which ono or the other
Of them was vsry likely to b charged.
and. both showed great surprise. in
fact, both laughed heartily:
...:! why, from six o'clock on was ut.
ting playing pinochlo with my
friends" cried Klein. @,.:sa}' 81
u And It did not leave my rooms
after dye except to 90 down to the
cigar store ct nine and when I step
ped out Of the door I was arrested"
responded Muller. e..-.-s9 ..:,.::szzr
& Klein pro6ersd e1cellent references
and named four men who could b0
gotten on the telephone who would
ny, that 10 7was In Nangle's continu-
ously at the time OF the murder.
Mailer said that his rooms were On
the second heor with big windows On
the street, that he had been sitting
there quietly smoking and that Ill the
tradesmen and their clerks across the
way had seen him. some had nodded
to him and a. It was the time
when they were. closing the grocery
and butcher stores opposite they
could prove overwhelmingly that he
could not have had anything to do
with the killing Of any old man either
nearby or far away. ...-.<... 80 49,
At this juncture I called Inspector
Trsadwell to ono side and he sent ten
men scurrying to the Investigation Of
tho alibis and to search the rooms Of
each Of tho men to see IL they had
clothing there such 40 Dickinson and
the children described. .# #-t.
In half an hour tho ten had report
ed. Eight people had seen Muller In
his shirt sleeves sitting at his window
smoking at the very time of the muir
der. The men who had been with
Klein were vehement In their defense
Of him.
"see here, Mr.. Duncan" said Tread.
we'll. "The new commissioner Is rath-
er strict about holding suspects when
there il no chance Of having them
held when they are arraigned. No
magistrate sitting in New York would
hold either of these men for a min
ute. You had better let them go and
will have each of them tailed"
Dickinson protested. He wanted
Klein kept behind bars, whether or no,
but l acquiesced. and they left head
quarters by side door arm in arm.
When I got back to the apartment,
determined to lie down and have lit
tie sleep, saw dirty italian knife
grinder idling at the curb. He was a
tall, well-built man for an Italian, and
there was a certain picturesqueness
about him that caught my eye. What
q picture he would have made for
some artist, thought. u-
On Rand's desk was his note book,
left open for me. In it he had entered
all the significant details of the case
and was amazed to note how many
things he had picked out that had
not seen, but none of them were con.
elusive save the last entry.
"At Frebault Brothers, 81 Broad, i'm
porters, found Adrian Merengo. who
instantly recognized the leaves taken
from the canister as mate, Brazilian
tea herb, used in large quantities in
Europe, but totally unknown in Amer
lea, brew vastly superior to tea and
more stimulating and healthful, with
out any of tho evil effects Of the tan
nin-bearing herb so widely used. The
senior Frebault. in Venezuela. import
ed one caddy each six months for his
own use for many years past and sup
piled from 1t an old gentleman who
visited him and lunched with him oc-
casionally. Marengo did not know the
visitors name nor did any one in the
house. but all recognized Mr.. Mac.
Ieod's description. On the occasion
Of tho last visit Marengo remembers
distinctly 4 man who, In arranging for
1 shipment to South America by one
Of the Frebault freighters, saw the Wis
!tor, was greatly interested in him,
tried to get his address and followed
che pair Of friends when they went
out to lunch. Looking up the ship
ment, Marengo was able to supply the
,! shippers name. Fonseca Muller. Of
34z Third avenue.s
The blonde-bearded sculptor!
One glance at tho call book and one
look in on Tom Railway and / was on
my way to Third avenue. Imagine my
astonishment whom beheld In front
Of the butcher shop opposite Muller's
room, chatting with the butchers msn
q no ground their knives-the pic
turesque Italian. s.s .:s IS
Was It coincidence? Werp We being
watched in some other case? Was
this some new development In this?
He saw me. even though I tried to
stink into doorway. I stood still.
frankly cycling him from station out