Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-03-30

could see she was Matching q plot TO make
money And somebody was helping her. whO2
] picked Cummings as the man.
Gee whiz!' Hector sat awhile in thought
"n you're through with that paper" said
Doll mildly, would you mind"
He handed it over to her. The front pagv
carried the confession of Ed Jameson, aliai
Cummings.
WHAT he said was in the uncouth style Of
an 1hterate man talking to a Stenog-
rapher:
e.. When finished my time at Sing
Sing took another name. / got q Job which
I held q while till friend of mine died in
the hospital. His name was John Cummings.
He was an Englishman-a chauffeur-and he
had a swell letter of recommendation from
Senator Bashfield. So I said what can't do
with that letter and got one very good job.
Then worked frame-up on a rich man and
had enough to live easy for q while. I met
Charlotte with some girls at o movie. She
seemed to be sort of queer in the head but
when she said she had to get even with the
Well family begun to think what could
do with my swell letter of recommendation.
was stuck on her at that time and we got
married. told her was working as q chauf-
feur temporary.
But had a good idea to work a big hold.
up on the Well family. She hated them so
much I knew she would do anything So I
played the game for nearly year and at last
got job with Section Well. That was fine
But spent six months showing him was q
good reliable guy. When I learned he was
getting married and moved into the ground
floor apartment, seen my chance I showed
Charlotte how we could clean up a million
may be and get revenge on Wells at the Same
time. I fixed it with her so she could get into
his place, by some bum excuse or other, on
the night before his wedding.
Charlotte just where to hide. The idea was
Tor me to come in right after Mr.. Well did
and say why Is my wife here? told Charlotta
TO help herself to a lot Of party rags of tho
madam But just before Charlotte started QUE
to Mr.. Wells place she began to whine soSmea
thing awful. She said Mr.. Well wasn't to
blame for his old mans deeds and she didn't
want to get mixed up in blackmail I sort
OF had to scare her into coming along and
took her over in Mr.. Wells car sat outside
waiting and was glad to see she didn't come
out
THAT was all right until I got nervous
while Mr.. Well was at his party. Suppose r
says that she gets cold-footed and walks out
So in the middle of the evening I drives back
to the apartment and she lets me in She
had on the fancy coat she borrowed and says
I'm going home. What are you going home
Tor asks, and she says I told you this is @
nasty game. / says you're welcher and you
got to come clean with me or you don't leave
KICK 0lVc.' wen, one Lnlng leo 70 another =
knew where old Huntington left Wells toy cam
non In the bureau. Since I'd phoned that
fairy story about Huntington's boy sick in
Brooklyn felt sort of safe to do what want
So took out the gat and swung it a couple
times. Not meaning to hurt her. Thml
she says III go straight to Mr. Wen and tell
him what you're trying to do. She starts for
the door, and pulled the trigger"
Maude Stoat sat looking at the page. Her
chin was working and tears were running down
her cheeks
Doll" said Hec, 81 guess, If you didn't have
Bud and me to take care Of you'd rnass
darned good detective"
Thank Heaven for you and Bid" she
Iuavered and wept openly into her second cup
II coffee.
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