The Monticellonian. [volume] (Monticello, Ark.) 1870-1920, 1916-11-30

in the bottle to kill man. she said. Il told
him there was and asked him why he wanted to
know. oh | might want to take some if things
don't 90 right with me, he replied, laughing and
l thought that he was merely joking in Il grim
way
is that. bottle still in your possession?s asked
the detective
1t is" said Mrs. Kane at least, l have not
used the drug, and lit must be there
.Where?'
ION the shelf the bathroom
Turning to pominic1 Reilly the detective
asked him To look for the bottle.
Geidel's face showed the first signs of alarm.
Here's the bottle, said Reilly. but it,
empty -
4 thought you said you hadn't=used il" said
Dougherty Mrs. Kane sharply.
The hellboY'S eyes started from their sockets
lie had believed the bottle destroyed or=Iost. He
sank in his chair. Mceirane did not return the
glance of inquiry his friend shot toward him. How
much did the detectives know? Gefdel looked first
at one face. then another The reddish glow on
Mrs. Kaness features showed the anguish She
i'll. Paul knew she was fond of him. She must
be suffering because She had been obliged 10
tell all She knew about the ehlorofom. Ne
Cranes features stolfd. Geide knew what
he had told his friend, and 10 him this meant
that the friend had betrayed him.
Reilly handed the bottle. not 10 Mrs. Kane, but
To Paul Gedel@H His tongue Glove 10 the roof Of
$50 that's where You got the drug to Kill Jack
son with. IS it, quer,ed Dougherty. You are
under arrest.
Every glance, every movement of the prisoner
told of his guilt, Yet he did not speak. The de-
tectiveS did not press him with questions Dough
erty was content to LET the setting he had ar
ranged-the silent third degree-work on his
mind.
Reilly took back the bottle which Gedel had
been examining with the horror he would have
shown had deadly adder been placed, Wrggling
in his hands.
They took him to police headquarters All the
way downtown Geidel was living again the
in the little room, lit by the reddish CLEAN from
the lamp \ score of times he lived again that
moment when the detective, with horrible dra
matte force. had stepped out of the bathroom. in
his hand that bottle which the youth had forgot
ten To destroy.
Before he was sent to his cell Geide said to
Reilly; q did it. Can they hang me for ths?'
Geidel convicted.
ABE" Ruets Experience.
An early form of the silent third degree, in that
no questions asked. practiced ON Abe"
Rueff the San Francisco political boss, who was
convicted of graft.
Rueff was in prison awaiting trial. William J.
Burns was handling the and making
every effort to wiring Il confession from the
prisoner.
There was Il keeper in the prison named Me
CdfthN, Who was on duty near lNuPll ; cell burns
discontinued his calls and instructed this man
walen Ruef every night at two o'clock sharp.
This Mccarthy did by banging on the wall with II
heavy stool. Ituetf, the first few nights, did not
pay much attention To the disturbance, merely
turning and going to sleep again. AT last
it got his nerves. He would jump off his cot
at the first sound and demand, what that
Mccarthy would make reply. and Ruef
would to the barred door of his cell and
look ont. to the keeper apparently asleep.
Sometimes he would Waken the keeper and
say. Didn't yeu hear anything"
Not sound Mccarthy would answer
This formula was gone through nigh after
night until on occasion Rueff leaped from bed,
10 find Mccarthy wide awake
Didn't You hear anything at all?" asked the
prisoner.
.Nothfn' but you tal,n' in your sleep" said
Mccarthy
what was talking about?" said Ruef
alarmed.
The graft eases" said Mccarthy.
My heavens :" cried Ruef Am l going crazy
My mind must be getting unsettled. want to
see Burns tomorrow"
Next day the detective called the prisoner.
RueA tried to bring up the graft cases but Burns
turned to other subjects until Mt last Rueff
broke down and half shouted Look here. Burns.
you've got to listen to this! It's my confession :"
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