The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1916-06-01

what was happening. AS always fol
lows an attack of repressed psychosis
the mind Of the sufferer was like that
of a patient coming out of ether-a
flash of recollection and a stretch OF
blank unconsc1ousness; therefore, it Is
not until now that I have succeeded In
piecing together the story Of that night.
and I shall call as my first witness.
Kate O'Neill!'
| Kate proved to be the buxom woman
in the purple bonnet who gave her age
as "round about thirty-fve" and her
occupation as "a cook, and good one"
to the delighted amusement of the
| spectators.
Miss O'Neill," said Langdon after
the preliminary questions. ''you say
,, YOU are a cook. Where were you last
employed?'
"In the boart1in' house of Mrs. Wat
son." she answered with a strong Hi
bernian accent "And the very ould
divil Of job it was, too!
THAT is on the same street as the
Hotel Republic. is it notT'
"Sure! and it's but two doors away
and what wild the danctn' and the mu-
sic goin on there. and the phonygraph
at the Club back, it's never a quiet
moment we had the whole night
through
But your duties at the boarding
house kept you up pretty late. anyway
didn't they?"
'Sure an they did then. What with
hot nd
cake-bakin', | set up every night till
most cOck-crOw."
"Now, Kate" Langdon's voice was
very friendly, almost coaxing, in fact.
"I want you to tell me if you ever went
out into the alley or street that ran
back of the boarding late at
night"
go on wild your she retorted, bri-
ding Didn't I tell you that?"
Il know you told me, but I want you
to tell the court. You had friend
who was Waterman for the block.
didn't you? Denny by name
He was not me friend, he was me
6nance!" she responded with dignity.
"And some nights when it would be
cold, and l had made myself a sup of
hot tea or maybe coffee, would take
a bit out to Denny. It's weary work
watching houses in the dark"
"Of course your mistress knew moth
ing Of this?''
"Sure. and what would 1 tell that
ould snoopin' divil for? 1t weren't
none of her business,"
"On the night when James Pollock
was shot in the Hotel Republic, you
had been up late. had you not?"
Eyes. sor. | had set the dough for
bakin', and seem as how the fire was
hot, thought I'd fix up q bite for Den
ny when he made his rounds"
"WiH you tell us please, what you
saw when you went to the back gate
with the-er-bite for Dennis?'
"Well, then. it was this way.
shipped out and opened the gate. just
bit at time, for sometimes it would
get the ould Nick in it and squeak fer
all the lard we put on it, and took a
look out fer Denny. There was a man
standfn' in the shadows so near could
have put my hand on him. but knows
1t wasn'tEmy man by reason Of the mar
rer shoulders. so I stood waitin' fer
him to move on"
did he seem to be watching for
anyone?"
Eyes, sor. He was starin' up at the
Hotel Republic. and I thought he was
watchin' a man who was on the fire
escape. Then l decided it weren't a
man I saw. but just a shadder, and
suddenly a young lady. all dressed up
In evenin' clothes, climbs out of a win
der and starts down the flre-escape AM
the man says, Thank Gawd! She wa
slow enOughr"
"Were you near enough to recog re
the young lady?"
mot then, no sir. All could see
was the simmer of her dress and the
light On her face when she passed the
winders She was walkin' kind Of
queer and unsteady. like as though she
might have been drunk Or sick. and
when she reached the street she just
stood there dazed. She had no coat
nor hat and she was DRAWN her breath
like a bit of a childer that's been cry
i'm
to her?"
Eyes. He said. Where in - have
you been? L been waitin' good half
hour And believe me, this alley is no
coy corner to lounge in But the girl
didn't answer him. She just leaned
against a wall and moaned like. At
that he took hold Of her arm and shook |
1t and told her not to git cold feet, that |
he had 1t all fixed to git away safe. |
He called her Sadie. but she didn't |
seem to recognize the name and she |
wouldn't 60 with him. Then he took |
hold OF her and dragged her along !
right past me. 20 near I could have !
touched her"