The Bozeman courier., 1926-12-31

Charles Brown, dapper bat gray Of
hair. and somewhat sour OF dispOsi-
ton, gave a party In a Sacramento
street apart nent Liquor flowed free
~ and the general hilarity became OBJ
nOxiOus to other tenants in the build
ing. The police were called when
Browns nervous trigger finger let
loose three shots through a door
panel.
Charles Brown and his six cOmpan- |
iOns-fOur of them women - were
Jailed. One Of the women was named |
"Gladys Grayson."
What's the charger" Brown asked |
the desk sergeant.
Disturbing the peace" was the an
swer.
What's the bailT' asked Brown.
'TwO hundred dollars apiece" sn-
swered the sergeant.
Charles Brown planked down 81, 400
in currency On the sergeant's desk.
Five minutes later he and his COM
panil ns walked out Of the hall Of jus
ticS and disappeared into the night.
That was the beginning Of the end
Of Clyde Hilliard. Twelve hours later
the police Angerprint system hsd re-
vealed that Charles Brown, released
on bail for disturbing the peace. wss
none other than billiard, long sought
as the murderer Of Bowen.
It was the first clue the police had
been given, but also It was tie 6rst
clue that had come to the Underworld
friends Of Eugene Bowen and Dorothy
Wilson.
Knew "Water Was Hot"
billiards. hand had been tipped"
BIS new haunts, his new makeup"
his. new aliases-all had been barred.
AID the hunted slayer knew that ''the
water was hot"
Scarcely forty-eight hours later and
his body had been found by the Sky
line boulevard, his wounded girl COM
paniOn nearby.
Two hastily filed suitcases found
500 yards away added to the story.
The victim had been shot and
hurled for dead from a speeding au-
tomObile. Identification Of Hilliard
satisfied the police Of the motive for
the killing. It was revenge. But how
DID the underworld "get" the wary
HiIliard7
Gladys Fleming, recovering from
her wounds in the San Francisco hos
pital, reluctantly gave the answer
days later, after hours Of grilling.
"Clyde forgot his CODE" she said.
ave knew we were In q dangerous
position after our arrest IA the Sac
ramentO street apartment" she told
the officers "Clyde knew he hadn't
q minute to spare. So we planned q
quick getaway to Los Angeles.
"Just how to make the grade wal
q tough one to figure out and Clyde
seemed worried.
1--WE were living In an apartment
in the downtown district. Well, abOu
two o'clock on the morning Of Sep
tember 20 there came a rapping at tht
door. With his gun in his hand Clyd'
answered.
"a man who seemed TO be on
, friend declared the bulls were OF
eur trail and that we'd better sneaI
fast. He had a machine, he said, AM
would see that we got to Los An
, geles. It was a stolen car, he said
! "Clyde always maintained that n
! man ia the world was his friend, bu
: this time he forgot his code. So "
E packed our grips and jumped int
: the mans car. We were headed 70
= Los Angeles and when he took tn
Skyline boulevard It seemed reason
/, able enough. It was as we were riI
: ing along that he made some pretens
4 about engine trouble, stopped the ca
whipped out a revolver and Opene
i. IRE.
Clyde fell first. Then he got M
he threw Us out and disappeared"
q Gene Bowen had been avenged.
70 Refuses 70 Tell.
1. Gladys Fleming, wife Of q murdere
G cOnsOrt OF another, has steadfastIy +
a fused to bare the identity Of the ms
n though they are satisfied that she
aware Of his identity.
d underworld ethics7 Mol in
ls fear !" said the officers.
X Hilliard's death revealed the strani
g complexities Of his nature. In Il
or suitcase into which he had hurried
I'd thrown his belongings the poll
n found mute evidence that the man
a had been accused Of killing was mol
the lees his friend. In a dOubl
n. backed picture frame they found tv
be pictures. One was Of billiard, d
e- other was Of Eugene Bowen. Back
* back.
Big Jim Fleming second husbal
OF Of billiards. wounded consort, a
be praised Of the shooting, In his cell
San Quentin, enjoyed his own inwa
chnckle &C the gunman's fate. a
n barred his reasons for e.
.af "Hiifiard was crook au1O