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Show 'wiifduVu, PARALLEL STORIES sf FAMOUS CRIMES By HENRY C TERRY THE CRIMINAL TeBs funeral, uhlch took place trots his sisters home in Delancey street. The girl attended the funeral and followed Chris body to the grave. After the burial was over, I followed her to her home and sweated her for information which would throw some light on the case. She didnt know anything of importance. She told me where her Spanish lover lived, and said that Chris had settled all trouble with him by glvlug him a little money and getting him a place to work In a gambling Joint In the Bowery. She said that Chris left home about, noon on the day he was killed, saying he probably wouldn't return nntll the next evening, but he gave her no hint aa to where he waa going or whom he was to meet. I went after the Spanish lover to satisfy myself that her story was straight. I found him working In Butch Ellis' gambling house, and convinced myself beyond donbt that on the night of the murder, at the time It must have occurred, he wae spinning a roulette wheel. Thle ended that feature or the case, but while working It out I got a tip from Butch Ellis that Chris had been In a game early In the evening of the day he waa killed, at which bad blood had arisen, a few blows had been struck, some pistol shots fired and some pretty wild threats made. Butch wouldnt give me the location of the Joint where the trouble occurred, but I found It In about half an hour from another source and got what looked like a start In the right direction. It was in Ed Kelley's, and card sharps who among the had been In the game was A1 Livingr stone, who was something of a from Virginia. lie was every Inch a sport of the gentleman order, and very sensitive on the question of Insults, which be was always ready AWFUL. . How He Planned the Deed and Sought to Gose Every Avenue of Knowledge Leading to His Guilt. The Detective Shows How Futile These Efforts Were and How the Old Adage, Murder Will Out, Always Holds Good. (Coprrifht br F. L. Ntlsou THE BOWERY MURDER MYSTERY. and he began suit against Colonel Wentworth in tbe courts of SL Louis Bowery la still on of tbe to recover the amount of the check. The foxy colonel did not make tbe placea In New York defense Chris' expected, but set up artificial wickedness. to the metropolis Instead that the check was a forgWe bluffed It out and the case parade In fear and trem- ery. came to trial. Chris went on the bling its busy sidewalks where they Imagine that ev- - stand, told the story of the game, and claimed that the $80,000 waa given for ery stone Is stained with blood of murder; but where they money which he had loaned to Wentare as safe as they would be on Fifth worth during the play. He told a pretty story, but on the avenue. the colonel's lawyer went for I know of no story that better ilhim The lawyer had lustrates actual condition on the Bowsome of our swindling got knowledge ery In the old days and the fierce pasand aaked concerning trip, questions sions of life as It was lived there than the story of the murder of Chris the most Intimate relations between 1 Chris and myself. substantiated Berry. It was a nine days mystery In Chris' but' also had to go story, Its day. the greatest mystery the Bowsame the through searching ery ever produced; the King of the After Wentworth bad told Card Sharks murdered in broad dayhis story to the Jury about giving an light at the Bowery's buslnest crrtier and not a single clue apparently to $8,000 check, which he waa willing to pay, they brought In a verdict against the perpetrator of tbe deed. It was not until years afterward Chris. .thfe''i had the privilege of listening heat.ChrisHeleft the courtroom In a white didnt say anything to me to the true tale of the killing from the we got to the hotel. Then he flew till Sinof his Lone Jack" lips slayer, clair, as he emerged from bis cell In at me like a tiger and knocked me Bing Sing. Knowing that Detective down with the butt of hla revolver. He accused me of giving the informaHickey had handled the case and had almost succeeded In hanging an Inno- tion about our trip to Wentworths cent man for the crime I hunted him lawyer. I denied It. and said It mnat 'up and asked him to give me his ver- have been done by Seymour, who had disappeared; but Chris had it In for sion of the strange affair. . me for some reason, and would have me If he had not been interfered shot JACKSON SINCLAIR'S 8TORY. with. As he was dragged away from we meet, 1 don't suppose you ever killed a me, he said: The next time kill Ill Sinclair, you! man, did youT asked Jackson Sin'All right, said I, Ill be looking clair, who has been known on the Bowery for many years as Lone for you. He went his way and I went mine. Jack, because of his reticence and It was five years before I landed hack dislike of society. in New York. I knew Chris waa In I entered a modest disclaimer Well, If you never did, then you the city, and If we ever met he'd keep can never understand the feeling that his word. Ahout a month after I arrived I goes with It, especially when tbe man whose life Is taken has been a friend met him one night about nine oclock to you, no matter what the circum- face to face at Fifth street and the Bowery. I watched him like a cat stances may be. I killed my friend, Chris He had an ugly look, and drew a gun Well, Berry, and I see Chris every day, and like a flash. I was close to him and he I hear his last words ringing In my flashed it In my face. Before he could ears. Just the same as If It was yes- pull the trigger again I drove a knife terday on the Bowery, Instead of over Into hla heart. As he staggered1 back he cried: Tt thirty years ago. Chris Berry was a Then he fell good fellow, and the finest card sharp Isnt loaded, Jack!' In the country. I was considered the dead. I picked up the gun aa it fell from best man on the Bowery with the cards In those days, but Chris could his nerveless fingers. Sure enough, give me points without turning a hair, there was no load In It. I knfliy. We had a little poker game at No. late th BS Bowery The streets were Seymour dlUJ yfaWWeeT-Ing- , ooked around. crowded the and while Bowery, at that corwhenthe was big enough game. ner, fairly well lighted. But we were TMViEneRs ran so big and we played away from the gas lamp, and no one so well together that Chris proposed was very near us. Strange as It seems, that we should make a tour through not a person in the crowd had Been tho West and. South, where we would the altercation; It has all passed so have a chance to win a bigger stake. quietly and so quickly. Half crazed by what I had done, I This Just suited me. and. with Seymour, who was one of the l:st bunco walked hurriedly away. In less than artists that I ever saw, and had a half an hour I was on board a train tongue so sweet and persuasive that speeding for the west. It would coax the bank-rol- l out of the DETECTIVE HICKEYS 8T0RY. pocket of Old Mr. Tightwad himself, we started West. The murder of Chris Berry. said Seymour was the greatest drummof business that I ever met He Detective Hickey, waa one of the er-up was nearly always In the game, and greatest mysteries that ever came out frequently lost heavily, but, as either of the Bowery. When at last It began Chris or I got about all there was at to clear, the crime was fastened so the table In the end, it didn't make conclusively upon one man, that, had much difference. We pulled a lot of not developments outside of the regmoney out of Chicago, but we quit ular Investigation Interfered, an Inwhen we saw that they were putting nocent man certainly would have been up a brace game on us. We didnt do executed. When the body of Chris Berry, who much business then till we got Into St. Louis. Then we struck a game was known to everybody In the unafter we bad been there about two derworld, was found lying In the gutweeks that la. the end gave me. more ter rft Fifth street at an hour which trouble than anything I ever had be- was early candle lighting on the Bowfore ow since. ery, there was not the slightest eviSeymour was on the scout all the dence as to the Identity of the murtime, and he pulled an old cove named derer, although the street at that Colonel Wentworth Into a private Him was usually crowded. The body was first seen by a game In our room in the hotel. Colonel Wfentworth was a very wealthy young man who had Just left the old cotton planter and a atilt player. Cooper Institute. He gave the alarm, He preferred a game without a but nothing had been done up to the limit eo did we. When he began to time I arrived. I had the body taken lose, he began to drink. We played to the Fifth street police station. I all night, and we coaxed him alone knew Chris well, myself, and hun.'until we had about 125,000 In money dreds of hla friends came to the stawhich he had sent out and borrowed tion Identified him. and also house, from time to time. Then he became constituted They themselves special a bit reckless he was pretty drunk detectives to find out,' if possible, who tod and lost $8,000 on one hnd. He had murdered the King of the Card quit the game, and said hed give a Sharpe.' A dozen or more theories check for the $8,000. He dashed off a We.I2vdTancd bj Chrt Wends. check In a hurry, like an angry, drunkWch Slned the most en man, and aald that he would give weight with me tor & time w&e thAt us another battle the next day. Chris had been killed for some quarThen Chris made a big mistake, rel concerning a woman. One of the glrla that I heard Chris lie raised the $8,000 check to $80,000 by putting In a letter and a cipher. hod taken a fancy to waa a Cuban. He presented It to the bank and asked She had formerly been the sweetheart to hare It certified, but the cashier of a Spanish cigar maker In Allen refused to certify it without first see- street, and these were a few facts ing Colonel Wentworth. The colonel which I picked up which directed denied that he had given any such toward him. I did not find the pheck. This started up Chris' temper. girl or where Chris lived until the day CIIE cross-examinatio- othls n bare-hande- cross-examinatio- . sus-picl- FRESH EGGS IN GOOD DEMAND Little More Attention to Details Will Result In Profit, Repaying Time and Labor. (By PROF. A. 0. PHILIJPS. Keneaa) The demand for eggs seems practically unlimited, more especially for the better grades. The growth of the storage Industry has tended to equalize prices by increasing the demand In summer when fresh eggs are plentiful and supplying the deficiency in winter when fresh eggs are scarce. Since the demand Is greatest for the best grades, It seems obvious that a little more attention to details will result In a profit amply repaying the extra time and labor Involved. It Is not the purpose here to enter Into any discussion of the ways of Increasing the' production of eggs, but Imply to point out the possibilities high-rolle- to resent Chris and Livingston got Into a rough-and-tumbl- ECZEMA IN RED BLOTCHES 205 Kanter Ave., Detroit, Mich. "Some time last summer I was taken' with eczema. It began in my hair first with red blotches, then scaly, spreading to. my face. The blotches were red on my face, dry and scaly, not large; on my scalp they were larger, some scabby. They came on my hands. The Inside of my hands were all little lumps as though full of of an inch shot about under the akin. Then they went to the outside and between and all over my fingers. It also begin on the bottoms of my feet and the calves of my legs, and Itch, oh, my! I never had anything like It and hope I never will again. The Itching was terrible. My hands got so I could scarcely work. I tried different eczema ointments but without results. I also took medicine for it but It did no good. I saw the advertisement for a sample ol Cutlcura Ointment and Soap and sent for one. They did me so much good I bought some more, using them aa per directions, and In ahout three weeks I was well again. Cutlcura Soap and Ointment entirely cured me. (Signed) BenJ. Passage, Apr, 8, 1918 Cutlcura Soap and Ointment sold throughout the world. Sample of each Skin Book. Address free, with 32-post-car-d "Cutlcura, DepL L, Boston. one-sixteen- half-doze- n dis- pute over the amount of money there should be in a certain pot and they called each other liars across the table. That was the fighting word on the Bowery in those days. Livingston had plenty of friends, and so had Chris. Soon not only Chris and Livingston were having It out on the but the floor, friends were in It. too. Knives and revolvers were pulled, and It looked as If there was going to be some killing in Kelly's. Kelly stopped the row himself by yelling: 'Police!' which brought the men to their senses. The row didn't stop any too quick for Livingston, for when It was called off Chris had a grip on hla throat which would have sent him to the cemetery If It hadnt been stopped Just about that time. About ten minutes after nine Chris left Kelly's place alone. The gambling house was at the comer of First street and the Bowery. About a minute after Chris left several persons saw Livingston take a bowie-knif- The Listener That fellow plays ths cornet to beat the band. The Musician That's right; he can'l keep time. e, p. An Excellent Egg Candler. a result of extra care In handling and marketing the eggs now produced; the extra profit la to be made by obtaining the top retail price, and, as consumers become acquainted with the product, by obtaining a premium of from one to five cents per dozen over the regular price pair for ordinary eggs. In order to obtain top prices for from hjph'p- - pocket and drop eggs, they must be uniform In size, mitiide coat pocket, then he uniform in color, and uniform In started out. quickly, muttering a quality. threat that he would kill Chris when he found him. No one followed tbs HEN GOOD LESSON men, as Chris was able to take care TEACHING of himself, and Livingston, It was thought, was only putting up a hit of Poultry Gate as 8hown In trfe Illustration Will 8ave Cussing and southern bluff. Garden Truck. The finding of the body, as near aa could he fixed, wae at a quarter Barrels of perspiration may be past nine, which would have given gate shown Livingston Just about time to have aved by the poultry la with which herewith, reproduced, without to Chris running, caught up as Chris had about a blocks start the article from the New England The wound In the chest, which spilt Homestead. Whoever has unintenthe heart In two, physicians said, was tionally acquired the hen chasing, habit may cure himself made by a bowie-knifLivingston with device. this little old bad not been seen around his In the fence, preferably at a point haunts by any one since he left Kel lys with the threat to kill Chris, and all these facts certainly pointed to .Livingston as the murderer. track I got on to Livingston's through a woman he had sent for, and arrested him In a house In First avenue. ITe had sent for this woman to have her pawn his diamonds to raise money to get out of the city. He 'did not seem at all startled at being arrested, and when I accused him of killing Chris Berry, he replied very coolly that he bad been expecting to hear something of the kind, and aald he was ready to go to headquarters. Garden or Nest Gate. "I tried in every way to get him to admit the killing, even under such cln cumstancei as would make it moat near where the fowls are fed, a little favorably to him, but he positively re- door about 10. by 12 Inches Is hung fused to discuss the murder at all. It on the Inside of the yard, to as to alwas my opinion that there was a dead ways awing shut without springs. It Is stopped from swinging outward by clear case against him. the peg shown at the right and It waa a very sensational case, Mrs. Hen, returning repentant from bewere developed when these facts fore the coroners Jury, they brought the garden, will poke her head Into In a verdict accusing Livingston of every mesh of the fence in her efforts her happy companions. The the murder. He was locked up In the to rejoin gate will thus allow her to enter Tombs to await trial Two days later 'Lone Jack Sin- without excitement or commotion from clair walked Into police headquarter!, the lord of the harem, from the Irate and said that he, and not A1 Living- owner. But another advantage may be ston, had killed Chris Berry. This gained by using the gate In conneca clear from sky, thunderbolt waa a with tion the laying pena. If the. two but when Jack told, his story,, proare gatea bowie-knifused, one opening Inward and the pistol duced the that Chris Berry had with him on In front of the nest, the other openthat night; and gave all the details as ing outward at the back or the aide, he knew them, there was no doubt of io that the hens may go to another lta truth. yard after laying, the poultryman Livingston was- discharged-fromay know which hens hare and have the Tombs, and Eclair was fouJ not laid. 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