New Britain herald., 1916-11-01

by whole flight of stairs. "Hoppy," despite his game leg, was in the lead. Clambering up the ladder to the roof scuttle, he pried it open with jimmy which he carried ready in his hand.
 Shot Tells "Hoppy."
 As the scuttle rose and the jimmy protruded, Mcclure, irked by ted ious vigil. and asoused by the sound of the struggle in the house. was convinced it was the muzzle of a re- Nolver. Without waiting for the owner of the weapon to poke his head out McGuire thrust his revolver into | the scuttle opening and fired. Hoppy' fell, hit in the head and shoulder, and carried Page with him. Smith, at the foot of the ladder, ran to a window at the sound of the shot and leaned out. Page, who had sour ried under a bed when "Hoppy'' tum- bled down upon him, followed before the policemen from below arrived. In the street and in neighboring houses the hunt had aroused great l curiosity. A considerable crowd had gathered behind the lines formed by the reserves and residents of adjoin- ing houses were going from window
 
 excitement.
 MT. Higgins had left his dinner to cool while he tried to follow the chase with his eyes. first from front win dows and then from those in the rear of his home. He was at a rear win dow when Smith and Page leaped from the fourth floor window of Mme. Destinn's house.
 Two Reach Extension. The two men landed on a rear ex- tension of MT. Higgins house, twenty | five feet below the window from 1 which they had jumped. The Stan l dard Oil man ran downstairs and met | Patrolman Meaney. who had left the i Destinn house and was on his way to head off the fugitives by way of MT. Higgins roof.
 Two of 'em are hiding behind my ohimney,' whispered MT. Higgins, seizing the patrolman by the arm and dragging him upstairs. The two men stepped out onto the extension roof
 Hands up" cried the Standard Oil man, and Smith and Page, breathless and shaking from the exertions, crawled from behind the chimney
 Don't shoot; We ain't got nothin" " one of them pleaded.
 Their captors led them back to the house next door, now ablaze with lights. "Hoppy'' had been brought down to the first floor, which was lit tered with the debris of the running fight.
 Coat Is BIood-Soaked.
 Say, somebody shot me- said "Hoppy' mournfully and attention 1 t1Jr nriS n him.
 His face was smeared with blood 1 and the right side of his coat, was soaked. An ambulance was called l from Knickerbocker hospital.
 Dr. Somers examined "Hoppy's" head and looked puzzled.
 1T don't see where that bullet l could have gone," he said.
 Here doc; I'll get it for you-just 1 a minute.''
 It was the patient himself He was contorted, apparently in an effort to scratch his shoulder blade. In a mo- l ment he strengthened up and handed l the ambulance surgeon a bit of lead. 1 It was the bullet, which had glanced | from the right side of his head and 1 lodged just beneath the skin of his 1 shoulder. Mcclure took it for a ] souvenir.
 The reserves were set to cleaning | up. Among the things they found 1 littering the stairs were a silver cup, 1 pitcher and two sugar bowls; two bracelets, one of heavy oxidized silver; , two gem-set cherries such as dangle 1 from Garments lips; five pairs of 1 jewelled earrings; a ring containing a stone of impressive proportions ap- parently a diamond; twenty pairs of | silk stockings and a copious supply 1 of other silk garments.
 Start for Bureau.
 These they packed up and set off 1 for the branch detective bureau with 1 the prisoners. In the excitement no 1 one asked MT Higgins whether he i had a permit for his revolver.
 'Hoppy," who was taken with the | rest of the party to the detective bu- l reau before being sent to the hospital, l asserted that they hadn't been in the 1 house half an hour when the police | interrupted them.
 T was strollin' down Riverside l Drive this afternoon" he said, "an' I 1 see this place an thinks Gee, that