The sun., 1919-06-25


lawyer. was about to arise to cross-ex-
anime him when Handy plucked his
sleeve.
Don't bother" said tho prisoner
coolly. at isn't necessary. Don't
cross-examine him"
The lawyer looked up in surprise.
"Well, don't you want me to cross
examine any of the witnesses" he'asked.
mo. don't mind please" returned
Handy. There need be no Defence.
Tells OF Seeing Peal Shot.
Mr. McCantry, veteran lawyer.
shrugged. He had never been In such
position before. 1t was a disagree
able one. He was the Defendants law
yer. Yet, such was the nature OF the
case and the defendant. that he could
interpose no defence. Other witnesses
were called and the evidence began to
pile up against Handy. Mrs De Witt
c, Peal, widow of the dead paying teller
of Summit, N. j., testified In subdued
voice Of receiving the body or her nus
band on Sunday. two days after the
shooting. Handy was being tried Tor
Pears death.
Albert q, Freeman, assistant paying
teller at the bank, told OF seeing Handy
shoot Peal down because he did not put
up his hands. He heard Handy say
az YOU see any one reach for gun
shoot him."
"where is that man." asked the Dis
trict Attorney.
"There he is" replied Freeman, point
ing toward Handy.
Mr.. McCaffry shook his head. There
was no cross-examination. Inc evi-
dence was damaging. But Handy
talked easily with associate counsel
Charles A. Clayton. He was not con-
cerned.
David Morehouse. treasurer OF the
bank, was also a witness. He heard the
tall man" directing the short man
to get in! Get In" that is. behind the
counters. Mr.. Morehouse, however.
could not Identify Handy as the tall
bandit because he did not see him
clearly.
Miss winifred Lynch, 1913 Clinton ave-
nue.. was an interesting witness. She
and another woman and two children
entered the bank. They intended to de-
post money. Handy and his pal
strolled In. YES" she said positively
yesterday, pointing at Handy. that ~
the man I saw" He was unmoveo, ms
unfailing courtesy was strikingly shown
by the witness. She was puzzled at
the actions of the two men. ut is only
n moving picture" remarked Handy re-
assuringly to her. But she did not like
It. She had a woman's aversion for
revolvera
you'll have to let me out" she said
determinedly.
Handy at first refused, saying she
was safer inside. The little man was
running around in the rear.
again, he (thA tall many would not
let me out" She saw the short fellow
climb through one of the windows with
a black bag and saw Assistant Treasurer
Coons confront him. Handy raised his
revolver.
Don't shoot" cried the woman.
Handy, she added. called out to
Coons:
Damn you, hold up your hands"
Coons didn't Damn you, take that"
said Handy. Coons fell. shot In the
stomach.
Let me out" pleaded the woman.
Slayer Lets Her Out.
Handy turned from his dangerous
mission. opened the door and deliber-
ately allowed her, the other woman and
the children to leave. He said after
ward he realized they would add to the
hue ana cry. But they were women
and children.
Mr.. McCaffry made his only objection
Of the entire case to the admission Of
Hambys confession as evidence. He
wanted 1t clearly shown that Handy
had given 1t voluntarily and not under
duress.
The confession quickly indicated that
Assistant District Attorney Conway read
It to the Jurors. 1t dispelled any doubt
in any ones mind OF the defendants
guilt But there was no doubt from the
very beginning.
THE people rest" said District Attor-
ney Lewis.
THE defence rests" remarked Mr..
McCaffry.
Mr.. Lewis summed up at the after
noon session and after Justice Fawcetts
charge, the jury retired. During the
meantime. the court room remained
crowded. Few cared to leave it. The
| jury returned in forty-six minutes with
verdict OF guilty. Handy wss cooler
than any one else.
II clearly stated" he said. that ]
did not want any defence made. 1t
| served my purpose to have 1t over with
quickly, and 1t served the District At
torney's purpose. Everybody's satisfied"
He Is the coolest man ! ever saw"
said DR.. Edward T.. Hicks, alienist. He
has none of the stigmata of the abnor-
| NAL type of criminal. He Is a fish blood
| man--cool, crafty, shifty. I have never
see such eyes as his IN all my experience
| have watched them and not once have
I seen even a flicker of human emotion
In them-not thing but a cold, steely
CLINT"