Omaha daily bee., 1921-08-21

mat 5 pretty bad gang you
belong to- said !.
I'VE don't mean no harm TO any,
body he replied. with trcmor in
his voice. We get a little full of
booze sometimes, but nothin' worse
How do you make a livingl
Where do you earn money to paw
for your suppers? asked casually,
as II a natural inquiry
You see, it's like this, Mr.. In
spector-'
A Picture OF Terror.
That explanation never came,
tcr,. while putting my query | had
again pressed the button, and BAN
teld, unseen by the other two pris-
Cners downstairs, was given the
parade. The officer having him in
charge had been directed to call
Banheld's attention to MGloin.
seated III the window above.
Although | couldn't see into the
court, | knew exactly what was oc-
curing below. M'Gloin's face be-
came picture OF terror. Throwing
himself down upon his knees, the
panic-stricken brute crawled to-
wards me, wringng his hands and
begging
",'Oh. Mr., Inspector, be good to
me. I'll do anything for you.
What do you want me for?'"
Instead of replying. the detective
pointed to the glass case.
Those are rather interesting" he
said. "Pll tell you their history
He absolutely ignored the terror
III 'Gloin's face and appeared not
to notice how violently the criminal
was trembling. Slowly he related
the history of each rope and the de-
tails CT the men it had sent to eter-
nifty. Each had a murder to tell.
and at the end of the last story the
detective suddenly snapped out the
questionT
What do you know Of the Ham
ler murder"
Nothing cried MGloin, his
nerves now strung up to the highest
pitch.
You know nothing about a case
that has filled the papers for weeks"
echoed Byrnes.
We'll, | only know what I've
read in the papers," replied Melon
doggedly.
Byrnes was silent for some time.
Every minute that passed he knew
would make the man facing him
teel more and more uncomfortable,
and that was precisely the state into
which he wanted him 10 be. M'Gloin
had already lost his nerve once, and
the second time he would probably
break down completely.
Quietly and unseen by MGloin,
Byrnes pressed a button on his
desk. Immediately, WITHOUT any
warning knock. the door opened and
a man Ill civilian clothes entered the
room. MGloin gavee a gasp when
he saw him, for it was the pawn
broker with whom the S7-caliber re-
volvyer had been pawned. Without
! saying anything, the pawnbroker
walked over 10 the desk Of the in
spector and laid upon it a revolver
IN iull view of Melon and walked
silently out OF the room.
Confession.
he uncanny stiffness, the absence
OF any word either on the part of
Inspector Byrnes or the pawnbrcker
was too much for M'Gloin.
What do you want?' he burst
out
Il want to know all about the
murder Of Louis Hanier," replied
the detective. You know" he
added suddenly, "and YOU are from
now under arrest for killing him"
M'Gloin collapsed in his chair.
He made desperate effort TO con,
troll himself, but failed.
Have the fellows below given m,
away" he whnpered.
They want to save their pecks.
suppose replied Byrnes, withou.
giving the direct answer.
II knew they were a pack OF
curs," said Melon sayaeely
They're as guilty as am, curst
them
The sweat was pouring down hi,
tace, tor the strain of the last hom
had been more than he could stand
He broke down completely ard con,
tcssed in full the part he hat
played i'll the murder. Each OF til,
other three men under a searching
cross examination by Byrncs cor
roborated one another in the details
of the crime. They admitted that
they had broken into the cafe in
order to rob the Frenchman of tho
large sum OF money which they
knew he would have as a result OF
his Christmas trade When Hanier
appeared at the head of the stairs
MGloin had fancicd he had seen
revolver in his hand, and fired at
once without giving the unfortunate
man a chance.
An interesting sequel came 10
light after the arrest of M'Gloin be-
came known. Inspector Byrnes sent
Tor the girl who had helped him so
much at the beginning to track
down the wanted man. She was told
that she would receive the $500 re-
ward for the help she had given the
police.
rs Mr.. Banheld in it," she asked.
YES replied the detective
oh she exclaimed. "Ohw and
placing her hand over her heart, she
burst into tears. "Oh! don't hang
him, don't. He's lots OF good i'll him.
Hes only got off the track He loves
me and love him! Save him, Mr..
Inspector, save him"
Throughout the trial the unhappy
girl, picture of grief and remorse,
haunted the court room and the
prison. She frequently bought Ban
field comforts, II never saw purer
or more devoted love. in any wo-
man." said Byrncs afterwards.
Melon made desperate fight for
his life. but it was OF no avail. He
WAS convicted In March 1872 r,f IA.