Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-07-10
Murdered Wife to J
Gain Freedom,
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for several months, and It drove me
to drink. think the liquor put the
idea Of murder into c.::y mead first. /
used 10 drink over on West Madison
street. and it was awful stuff. Boot
leg boozes that simply sets mans
brain on fire.
'"The more I drank the more
thought of the idea of murder. At first
/ was not SO serious, but finally l de-
cided to kill her. ,...... .
Il got to drinking. The more I
drank the more I wanted to kill my
wife. Whisky is to blame. lOne night
| was reading the paper. saw the big
head lines. 1t was all about man be-
ing shot in a robbery. That put the
idea in my head. I decided to take
the risk right then. ! got to thinking
again. Robbery was the easiest way.
Meets Hold.up Man
"Shot in robbery: that was my own
idea. Fate was with me that night, for
i met man in a saloon. / don't know
the address of it. He bumped my arm
and knocked the glass of whisky I had
in my hand on to the floor. He looked
like tramp. We had lot of whisky
then and we went into the back room.
/ told him my plan and asked him if
he wanted to make some easy money.
What would you say to acting rob-
Der for me; that is, playing as sticking
me up?
Suppose, for instance. said, that
I had wife whom I didn't want !;
that she was keeping me from doing
something ! wanted to do and so l
planned to kill her. And suppose that
4 IaciIaI IN n nInn cnmnth;n,, ill.,
would take my wife down into the
vestibule of the apartment building
where we lived some night. 1t would
be dark down there. Then another
fellow would come in and tell me to
throw up our hands; that he was a
robber.
'Then suppose ! would draw out
my pistol and begin shooting. Not at
the robber, but at my wife; and sun
pose / would kill her, then tell the
police that she was accidentally shot
while I was shooting at robber.
"What do you think the coppers
would say?
" That's easy the stranger said.
but how about the easy money for yours
"You are the hold-up man, I told
him. All you got to do is to look mad, ,
curse a lot and act just like robber.
II will take my wife to the movies
and when ! come back with her you be
waiting in the dark in the vestibule.
He Was Dead Shot
"You say. Hand over the money. ;
and then will begin shooting. You don L
have to be afraid. for am a dead shot
and won't kill you. After several
more drinks / finally got him to Mo ~
the part of hold up man. '
1.-The following week we pulled tb,
shooting. In the meantime / had sug-
gested TO my wife that she draw on,
$500 savings from the savings hank
and buy home. l planned to take
this money with me when l Joined the
army again.
"Well, everything went fine. We
went to the show. He hollered out
Give me that money to my wife, then
l started shooting. had two guns.
my own gun and my cousin Fred's.
had a gun in each hand. wanted IN
empty both guns so that the cons wouid
! think il was q bad hold -up Ruv thnt
had pulled the job. My wife dropneJ
! first. ] felt queer for moment and
said to her: Are you hurt, honevS' I
heard her say: Carl, am dying. Then
l knew was free again.
"I don't know how this fellow cot
shot, ! certainly did not shoot M him
He must have gotten in the line OF INV
fire at my wife just as ! had planned
to tell the police that my wife had
done, but swear I didn't mean Ia
kill him.
"I don't know what his name was n,
where he lived or anything about him u