The New York herald., 1922-01-10

side and big Scott with Bonner at MS
heels, slammed against the frail door
and burst into the room. Lying upon
a dirty, tumbled bed, eyes just opening
from the drugged sleep Of exhaustion,
was the man they wanted.
At his right side. visible among the
rumpled bedclothes, was an automatic
pistol, the same weapon that had made
two widows and eleven orphans last
Thursday night in New York. And
beneath the pillow from which the
trapped killer lifted wild and blood
shot eyes was another weapon-a re-
volver. He made no move to use
either. Scott, active as a panther for
all Of his great bulk, was on top of
him in two bounds, pistol almost
touching his stomach, and Bonner, a
little to one side, leveled a big police
revolver straight at the prone mans
head. Scott spoke first.
Admits Identity.
you're Boddy--Lutner Boddy-who
killed those detectives in New York.
Make q move and I'll kill you. Police
orders are to shoot ii you stretch fin
ger"
You got the right man. said the
little black desperate calmly. Il amt
maxim no play, boss"
"Stand up" Scott ordered, "and don't
touch those guns. Move quick !"
Boldly. captured at last, dramatically
and singularly, after fleeing through
States and communicating money and
automobiles, lifted his slim figure out
Of bed and came to his feet, hands
stretched out no bravado left, no hint
of resistance or defiance In his eyes, as
red as a fcrrets. Bonner gripped his
wrists and nipped them together with
handcuffs. Tho job was done. Except
for q few details the law demands, the
slayer of Detectives Buckley and Miller
was as good as in the electric chair. For
within few hours after he was ar
raigned he confessed to the murders and
put his name to his own death warrant.
His defense for shooting the two de-
tectives Is: MY temper suddenly flared
up. Why should always be beat up
for nothing? 1t seemed everything was
in a daze and fired these shots at the
don't remember even how many shots.
and ran"
He made his confession before Alfred
7. Souder. captain of detectives. and
Lieut.. William Belshaw of the murder
squad in Souder's office in police head
quarters at 6 o'clock tonight.
His Complete Confession.
Here il is as the stenogr apher took it
down:
This happened Thursday night. jan
uary 5, about s o'clock. I was in the
public school, .135th street and LenoS
avenue. I'm through my parole. l am
not on parole, contrary TO newspaper re-
ports. but l went to see the parole officer
on some other business and while / was
talking to him these Two detectives
came in.
"well, they waited until / got through
talking and stood in the hall until l
came, and they started talking to me
and asking me what I knew concerning
this Rhodes shooting, SO / told them
don't know anything about It, and they
said, How did this rumor get out that
YOU done this shooting? l told them.
'Rumors will get out. I am across the
street there every day in the boothlack
come after me before?'
$50 then they said. We are not going to
lock you up, we just want to take you
over to the station house and find out
what YOU know about this. OF course.
in New York city what they mean by
taking you to the station house. they
take you over there and kick you around
for two or three hours. and L had that
done 70 me several times.
80 walked along with them, asking
them not to take me over there because
I knew what was going to happen TO
mc. But they insisted on taking me
and walked along with them until we
got within four or five houses OF the
police station; then l guess my temper
suddenly flared up. Why should / al
ways be beat up for nothing? II seemed
everything was i'm a daze and l fired
these shots at the two officers who had
me under arrest. don't remember
even how many shots. and ran"
woman's Disguise There.
Going back TO the arrest the negro
magistrate Conc of the most interesting
characters to be found anywhere In
PENIS Wood even before he arrested
Boldly this morning) took a few min
tites to survey the room in the lodging
house at 2o30 Rodman street. after dis
arming the prisoner. lie noted the
woman's clothes. A green hat. green
veil (useful in concealing the terrible
scar that marks Boddy's right cheek),
cheap dark Jacket and q slatternly skirt
lay upon a chair near the bed, together
with n long knife. Boldly was partly
dressed in shirt and trousers he had OBJ
tained In the lodging house when he ar
rived there at 8 o'clock on Sunday
night after slipping through hunt that
covered Bucks county, Pennsylvania.
"All right said Scott. Let's get
out OF here"
II got to put on my Shoes" said
Boldly.
He tuggcd vainly at the low cut
lwoman's shoes he had arrived in. but
his feet were too swollen. They wouldn't
go in.
"Then you'll come barefoot" Scott
ordered.
Boldly whined a protest. But they