Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-02-18

VIE GLORIOUS uceuS VI Nllt lcHissi-
L vanla State police have been put
into an Had and the Homer who has
sung them is a woman.
Justice to Ar nus gone into its third
edition. II Is the book which tells the
glowing story of the more than ten
years work of this States constabulary.
II is the book which Colonel Roosevelt
sent to every member Of the New York
Legislature when that body was wonder
ing whether or not II ought to have an
organization of rural policemen modelled
after Major John e. GrOome's. II is the
book which. the Legislators ungrudgngly
admit, turned the trick and got New
York its troopers"
Miss Katherine NJ Iyo did it.
| found her, a wh!te-haired artisto-
crat, fastldious and cultured. in a
sumptuous New York apartment situate
In fashionable Park avenue--a woman
to all outward appear inccS whom you
would suspect of no more energetic em-
ployment than that OF sitting on o
cushion and sewing fine seam.
! But she It IL who has come to the
most isolated mountain and mining
4 towns of Pennsylvania to gather the
material for her book and for the short
stories that have recently appeared In
the Saturday Evening Post and the At
lantic Monthly Because she has ad-
yertised the work being done by the
state troops in Pennsylvania, New York,
Michigan, Colorado and Texas have
been moved to follow suit. and almost
! every state in the Union is giving
serious consideration to the subject
Seven States, including New Jersey and
/ Maryland, already have bills before their
legislative bodies.
THE INSPIRATION
! The story OF. how this wealthy woman
was aroused to the point of forgetting
everything else In her work Tor tht
surcad of the "State-troop idea Is q
talc as thrilling as any that sh" recount'
Of the deeds of Ma or Groome's mn
"l will tell il to YOU" she sad simply
when ! rsked her to begin at the very
b. bCg!nning.
"rhe friend with whom | lived was
building a country place in WestchesteI
County. New York. fine young Amer
lean bow, lust the type you have In your
constabulary, was the foreman. Abou
twenty-four years OF age, he was I'M
clean American type. honest ana EN-
cient. As the months went by ana th'
building progressed we grew very toh'
of Sam Howell.
Then he was murdered, Ambushe
nv four foreigners in a little clump o
woods he had TO pass through to get |
the construction site. He had the pay
roll. and they knew Il. They demande
II Two Of them were discharged work
men. II would have been an easy mat
! ter and no disgrace-they were four I
cne-for him to have passed over IN
money. But Sam Howell was the typ
, that couldn't do that He rode straigh
. through them on his motorcycle Tn
four Of them shot at him When h
arrived at the site with the moneyba
still IN his clasp there were eleve
wounds In his abdomen, seven of whic
? were mortal.
Before he died he was able to te
the names of the men who had attacke
: him." Frank tears filed the eyes c
Miss Mayo as she recalled the murde
"a clearer case Of Identification, a
, easier case 10 handle. will never occu
; In the history Of crime. one of III
murderers was a well-known charactt
In the nelghborhood--he had red hair.
, conspicuous scar on his cheek and
pockmarked skin.
FEAR-STRICKEN SHERIFF
'I saw a complete breakdown Of tt
sheriff-constabl system. These SUI
posed administrators of the law weT
afraid TO go after those foreigners. Eve
, the carpenter boss. who loved Howel
, would not order his men to surround th
! little clump of woods in which the BUR
D men were concealed.
"'Knives and guns are their play
/ things he said. we can't afford I
! earn gunmen's III will. when the
, want me they'll get me, too he addet
/, Howell was only a workingman: yo
. viii have forgotten him In month
THAT last phrase OF his hurt" Mii
3 Mayo continued with feeling. "Tf
: thought OF what the laboring Deop
must think OF us made II impossible
!, forget. The truth was toe hideous, II
truth that in the great rural State
New York protection was only for II
rich. a luxury for those who could a
ford TO pay for II sank In deep. TT
truth was brought home to me that ii
Z man carrying a dinner pail. the farms
J driving home from the store at dus
I the woman waiting for him In the lionel
homestead were as easy prey TO Grim
nal attack as II they moved in the wild
Of Mexico.
Then. too. the morning that Sal
J Howell was murdered groom from n
| stable brought US word OF the KILN
] as though II were nothing at all n
4 one cayue and asked for our machine
I take the poor boy 10 the hospital an
We heard Of II too late to ofrer. .rh1
(, ~ him H. bounced IN on 9 rksl