The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1916-1920, 1919-05-20

mile from any other habiation and that
he always carried small pistol In the
house for his protection. Finally he
came to the description OF his connec-
ton with 'Gillard, the man who was
killed.
'Gillard." he said, lowed n few hum
dred dollars. He had got In the hole for
groceries and for furniture that he had
bought. took over this Indebtedness,
but In order to assure myself am no
fool about my money! insisted on see-
ing his wife and children. II they were
dirty and careless shouldn't have lent
him the money.
Il was walked up by my valet one
afternoon at o'clock, according to my
custom, for at Bloomingdale learned to
turn night into day, to work at night
when the maniacs were quiet and sleep
IN the daytime. He told me that Mrs
Gillard and the children were down
stairs and wanted to see me. He said
they had been there for some time, so I
dressed hurriedly. put on slippers in
stead of shoes, and went down stairs.
stopping at my Office on the second floor
to give my secretary, Col. Money, some
papers
"As I got to the head of the stairs /
heard a mans voice and for the first time
realized that Gillard was In the house too.
! started leisurely down the stairs until
heard cries and scuffie and the sound
Of hard iron striking on something soft.
Then 1 saw the Gillard boy, II years
old. rush out of the dining room door
with a huge welt on his forehead, crying.
I sprang down the stairs, two steps at
a time and this is what / saw in the
dining room.
''In one corner. huddled down by the
woodbox. was Mrs. Gillard,\ her body
leaning over an infant which she
clutched in her arms. and her hair fall
ing to her waist. Over her stood her
husband with the-iro fire tongs raised
In his hand above her head Two other
small children lay on the floor between
me and them. 1 Jumped over them and
rushed up behind Gillard. kissing out
Wife beater" 1 grabbed the tongs in
one hand and his coat by the scruff of
the neck in the other.
IL swung him back against the wall
and he turned and faced me. He was
a powerful man. We wrestled there
and finally getting the tongs free he
struck me q half arm blow over the
head. I was wearing my old football
cap. which had put on to come through
the cold halls and that saved me. But
the blow knocked me to my knees, and
as fell away Gillard came from the
knew / would have to charge him and
beat him to It
Gillard knocks Him senseless,
NOW, in the scuffis had found that my
slippers slid over the waxed floor OF the
room. So. as crouchsd there. preparing
to charge, I took them of. only to ind
that ! slipped worse in my stocking
fAaN aYI AhA Hr.ll a
caught me fairly on the head. knocking
me unconscious for a few seconds
When I recovered, Col. Money had
rushed into the room. He had found
Gillard going for his wife again. He
pried the tongs away from him and laid
them on a bust Of Mirabeau. which stood
In the corner. Then he seized Gillard
from behind. pinioning his arms. but
leaving his forearms free.
They wrestled and struggled about
the room. until Col Money brought up
with his back against a small table.
which braced him, and there he held
Gillard sort Of on his lap. At this
moment John Grady, the negro servant,
came into the room. and. going up be-
hind them, seized both Gillard's wrists.
1 told him TO go and get the men. but
he replied: 'Dey amt no men, So then
told him to get a rope.
Now this rope was In the guest room
on the second floor and It took John
nearly ten minutes to get II. because /
used It to hang up some twenty pairs or
my trousers so the crease would stay In
them. and a number Of coats. We never
had any guests there except lawyers.
John knew liked my things creased and
he took them or and put them away.
while We were waiting for all that
Col. Moneys strength began to give way.
Once Gillard threw him half of
and fell TO the floor with Col Money ait
ting on his chest. And then I saw the
most remarkable feat of strength on the
part OF Gillard that I have ever seen.
Col Money. n big man. was sitting on
his chest. and Gillard was nat on his
back. Yet suddenly. In a manner shall
never be able to ;athom. he threw Col.
Money nearly six feet and scrambled to
his feet. Col Money lit on his feet like
a cat, however. and as soon as Gillard
was up he again had him pinioned from
behind
This time they were leaning against
the sideboard, a Sheraton sideboard-
S-h-e-r-a-t-o-n"--the witness spelled Il
out for the stenographer, land Mrs Gil
lard and the children were sitting
around the corner of the dining room
table from them. Gillard again began