The Birmingham age-herald., 1921-10-16

Tinkletown slept htfuIly that night when it slept at all. The sole citizen enjoying a peaceful nights rest was Jake Miller. A singular circumstance connected with the broken rest of three-fourths of the people of Tinkie- town was the extraordinary unanin- ity with which Jake became visible to them the instant they did drop of to sleep.
 Bright and early the next mornr ing the Banner appeared with It's gruesome story. Jake was in very large type, but not much larger, after all, than Marshal Crow. The whiiom Mir. Squires, reveiling in generosity, gave Anderson all tho credit He held forth at great length on the achievements of the redoubtabIs marshal, winding ID his account with recommendation that q movement be inaugurated at once looking to ths erection of memorial statue to the famous 'sleuth.' The concluding sentence of this bold p&negyric was as follows: Do not wait till he is dead! Do 1t now!" And appended in parentheses, the statement that the Banner would head the list of snb- scribers with contribution of one hundred dollars!
 In the body of his article, MsA Squires printed in full the contents of the letter received by Jacob Miller on the afternoon before bis death the letter which had been recovered after the most diligent and acute search by Marshal Crow. at the bot tom of an abandoned well in Power House Gulley-the letter which SO completely vindicated the theories and deductions of Tinkletown's most celebrated son.
 Jake's letter was from his brother in Sandusky. It warned him that the authorities had finally located him, in Tinkletown and that officers were even then on the way east to pinch" him. They had run him down at last, despite the various aliases under which he had sought to avoid apprehension; brotherly love impelled him to advise Jake to beat it" as quick as possible" More- over. he went on to state that it they got him he'd swing" as sure assheu. Brotherly interest no doubt was also responsible fog the frank admission that the family had done all it could for him, and that if he had had 8 grain of common sense, or had lis tened to his friSnds. he wouldn't have married her in the first place. And if he hadn't married her, he wouldn't have been placed in a posi- tion where he had to beat her brains out. Not that she didn't deserve to have her barins knocked out, and all that, but you can't go around doing that sort of thing without getting into trouble about it."
 In short, Jake (by any other nams he was Just as guilty )-had slain his wife, presumably in cold blood. At any rate. MT. Squires, sustained by the information received from Mar shal Crow (who had gone deeply into the easel, stated in cold type that 1t had been done in cold blood.
 Apparently Jake had decided that he was tired of dodging the inevi- table. It was quite clear that he could not endure the thought of being swung" for his diabolical deed.
 The account also stated that Mar shal Crow had at once advised tho Western authorities by telegraph that he had their man, but regretted to
 
 arrest in the manner so we'll known to the readers of the Banner, long recognized as the most enterprising of New York.
 A day or two later. after the in- quest, an officer arrived from Sam dusky. He was spectator at the funeral of Jake Miller, who he read fly identified as the slayer of Mrs. Camp, and was afterwards most in- terested listener to the recital given on Lamsons porch by Marshal Crow, who described, with considerable zest and surprising fidelity. the manifold difficulties he had experienced in running the criminal to earth"--- one of the most puzzling cases he had even been called upon to tackle.
 The astonished officer walked over to the Grand View Hotel with Harry Squires. From time to time he passed his hand over his brow in . thoroughly puzzled manner
 II don't mind telling you, MT. Squires," he blurted out at last, that we hadn't the faintest idea that this fellow Camp was as desperate char acter as all this We looked upon him as a rather harmless, soft-headed guy-but. my God, he turns out to be one of the slfckcst all-round crooks in the United States. No wonder he managed to give us the slip all these years. It only goes to show how even the best of us can be fooled in a man."
 That's right" agreed Harry. "It certainly does show how you can be fooled in man"
 When I get back home and tell 'em at headquarters what slick duck he was, they'll throw a 1t. Why, by Gosh, we all thought he was . nut---a plain nut"
 Far be it from me-" said Harry. ito speak i'll of either the living or the dead"
 Its a wonder he didn't up and blow the head of this old Rube when he found he was about to be cor nered.'
 Harry took that moment to relight his pipe and then abruptly said Good night" to the gentleman from Sandusky.
 AS he retoined the group in front of Lamson's, Marshal Crow was say ing:
 I'm mighty glad Harry Squires had sense enough not to say in the Banner that as soon as Jake Miller found out that the jig was up, hs took tho law in his own hands, and lynched himself"
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