The New Era. (Davenport, Okla.), Vol. 3, No. 15, Ed. 1 Thursday, May 4, 1911 Page: 3 of 4
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ILLUSTRATIONS BY RAY "WALTERS
COPYRIGHT. 1909, BY C.W. DHL iNGHArt COttAAMY
Howard Jeffries, banki-r's son, uruli*r
the evil Influence of Robert Underwood,
fellow-student at Yale, lends a life of dis-
sipation, marries the daughter of ;i Ram-
bler who died In prison, and is disowned
by hiB father. lie is out of work and In
desperate straits. Underwood, who had
once been engaged to Howard's step-
mother, Alicia, is apparently In prospet-
ous circumstances. Taking advantage of
his Intimacy with Alicia, he becomes a
sort of social highwayman. Discovering
his true character, Alicia denies litm the
house. He sends her a note threatening
suicide. Art dealers for whom he acted
as commissioner, demand an accounting.
He cannot make good. Howard calls at
his apartments In an intoxicated condi-
tion to request a loan of $L\OOn to enable
him to take up a business proposition.
Underwood teils him he is in debt up to
his eyes. Howard drinks himself Into a
maudlin condition, and goes to sleep on a
divan. A caller Is announced and Under-
wood draws a screen around the drunken
sleeper. Alicia enters. She demands a
promise from Underwood that he will not
take his life. He refuses unless she will
renew her patronage. This she refuses,
anil takes lier leave. Underwood kills
himself. The report of the pistol awa-
kens Howard. He finds Underwood dead.
Itcallzing his predicament he attempts to
flee and is met by TJndcrwood's valet.
Howard is turned over to the police.
<'apt. Clinton, notorious for his brutal
treatment of prisoners, puts Howard
through the third degree, and finally gets
an alleged confession from the harassed
man. Annie, Howard's wife, declares her
belief in her husband's innocence, and
savs she will clear him. She calls on
Jeffries, Sr. He refuses to help unless
she will consent to a divorce. To save
Howard she consents, but when she tinds
that the elder Jeffries does not intend to
stand by his son. except financially, she
scorns his help. Annie appeals to Judge
Brewster, attorney for Jeffries, Sr., to
take Howard's case. He declines.
"Where are the women?" asked
Annie, trying to keep down the lump
that rose chokingly in her throat
"They're in a separate part of the
prison," replied the keeper.
"Isn't it dreadful?" she murmured.
"Not at all," he exclaimed cheer
fully. "These prisoners fare better in
prison than they do outside. 1 wager
some of them are sorry to leave."
"But it's dreadful to be cooped up
in those little cells, isn't It?" she said.
"Not so had as it looks," he laughed.
"They are allowed to come out in the
corridor to exercise twice a day for an
hour and there is a splendid shower
bath they can take."
"Where is my husband's cell?" she
whispered, almost dreading to hear
"There It is," he said, pointing to a
<ioor. "No. 456."
Walking rapidly ahead of her and
stopping at one of the cell doors, he
rapped loudly on the Iron grating and
"Jeffries, here's a lady come to see
you. Wake up there!"
A white, drawn face approached the
grating. Annie sprang forward.
"Howard!" she sobbed.
"1$ It you, Annie?" came a weak
voice through the bars.
"Can't 1 go In to him?" she asked
The keeper shook his head.
"No, m'm, you must talk through
the bars, but 1 won't disturb you."
He walked away and the husband
and wife were left facing each other
The tears were streaming down An
nle's cheeks. It was dreadful to be
standing there so close and yet not
be able to :hrow her arms around him
Her heart ached as she saw the dis-
tress in his wan, pale face.
"Whj didn't you come before?" he
"I could not. They wouldn't let me
Oh, Howard." she gasped. "What a
dreadful thing this is! Tell me how
you got into such a scrape
He put Ills hand to his head as If it
hurt him, and she noticed that his
eyes looked queer. For a moment the
agony of a terrible suspicion crossed
her mind. Was it possible that In a
moment of drunken recklessness he
had shot Underwood? Quickly, almost
breathlessly, she whispered to him:
"Tell me quickly, 'tis not true, is it?
You did not kill Robert Underwood."
He shook his head.
"No," he said.
"Thank God for that!" she ex
elaimed. "Hut your confession—what
does that mean?"
"I do not know. They told me I did
it. They Insisted 1 did It. He was
sure I did It. He told me he knew 1
did it. He showed me the pistol. He
wnB f o Insistent that 1 thought he was
right -that I had done it." In a deep
whisper he added earnestly: "Uut
you know 1 didn't, don't you?"
"Who Is he?" demanded Annie.
"The police captain."
"Oh, Capt. Clinton told you you
"Yes, he told me he knew I did It
He kept me standing there six hours,
^-questioning and questioning until 1
was ready to drop. I tried to sit
down; he made me atand up. I did
not know what ! was saying or doing
He told me I killed Robert Under-
wood. He showed me the pistol under
the strong light. The reflection from
the polished nickel flashed into my
eyes, everything suddenly became "
bi n I
POLICE SEEK HI
Murderer-Thief Gives Topeka Po
lice Much Uneasiness.
He Felt in Singularly Good Spirits.
nie. You know I am as innocent of
that murder as you are."
"Thank God, thank God!" exclaimed
Annie. "1 see it all now."
Her tears were dried. Her brain was
beginning to work rapidly. She al-
ready saw a possible line of defense.
"I don't know how It all happened,"
went on Howard. "I don't know any
more about it than you do. 1 left you
to go to Underwood's apartment. On
the way I foolishly took a drink. When
1 got there I took more whisky. Be-
fore 1 knew it I was drunk. While
talking I fell asleep. Suddenly 1 heard
a woman's voice."
"Ah!" interrupted Annie. "You, too,
heard a woman's voice. Capt. Clinton
said there was a woman in it.'
must show that your alleged confes-
sion Is untrue; that it was dragged
from you Involuntarily. We must find
that mysterious woman who came to
Underwood's rooms while you lay on
the couch asleep. Do you know what
my theory Is, Howard?"
"What?" demanded her husband.
"1 believe you were hypnotized Into
making that confession. I've read of
such things before. You know the
boys in college often hypnotized you.
You told me they made you do all
kinds of things against your will.
That big brute, Capt. Clinton, simply
forced his will on yours.'
"By Jove—I never thought of that!"
he exclaimed. "1 know my head
ached terribly after he got through all
were nited with shelves tilled with
ponderous law books. In one corner
was a room with glass door marked
"Mr. Brewster. Private."
Assuredly no casual visitor could
guess from the appearance of the
place that this was the headquarters
of one of the most brilliant legal
minds In the country, yet In this very
office had been prepared some of the
most sensational victories ever re-
corded in the law courts.
Visitors to Judge Brewster's office
were not many. A man of such re-
nown was natura'.ly expensive. Pew-
could afTord to retain Ills services,
and in fact he was seldom called upon
except to act In the interest of
wealthy corporations. In these cases,
of course, his fees were enormous. Ho
had very few private clients; in fact,
he declined much private practice
that was offered to him. lie had
been the legal adviser of Howard
Jeffries, Sr., for many years. The
two men had known each other in
their younger days and practically
had won success together—the one
in the banking business, the other
in the service of the law. An im-
portant trust company, of which Mr.
Jeffries was president, was constantly
involved In all kinds of litigation of
which Judge Brewster had exclusive
charge. As the lawyer found this
highly remunerative, it was only nat-
ural that he had no desire to lose
Mr. Jeffries as a client.
Secluded In his private oiliee, the
Judge was busy at his desk, finishing
a letter. He folded it up, addressed
an envelope, then lit a cigar and
looked at the time. It was three
o'clock. The day's work was about
over and he smiled with satisfaction
as he thought of the automobile ride
in the park he would enjoy before
dressing and going to his club for din-
ner. He felt in singularly good spir-
its that afternoon. He had Just won
in the court a very complicated case
which meant not only a handsome ad-
dition to his bank nccount. But
signal triumph over his legal oppo-
nents. Certainly, fortune smiled on
him. He had no other immediate
cases on hand to worry about, lie
could look forward to a few weeks of
absolute rest. He struck a bell on his
desk and a clerk entered. Handing
him the note he had just written, he
this sent at once by met-
Thoughtfully, as if to herself, shti that questioning. When he made me
added: "We must find that woman."
"When I woke up," continued How-
ard, "It was dark. Groping "around
for the electriq light, I stumbled over
something. It was Underwood's dead
body. How h3 came by his death 1
have not the slightest Idea. 1 at once
realized the dangerous position I was
in and I tried to leave the apartment
unobserved. Just as 1 was going,
Underwood's man servant arrived and
he handed me over to the police.
That's the whole story. I've been
here since yesterday and I'll be devil-
ish glad to get out."
"You will get out," she cried. "I'm
doing everything possible to get you
free. I've been trying to get the best
lawyer in the country—Richard Brew-
"Richard Brewster!" exclaimed How-
ard. "He's my father's lawyer."
"I saw your father yesterday after-
noon," she said quietly.
"You did!" he exclaimed, surprised.
"Was he willing to receive you?"
"He had to," she replied. "I gave
him a piece of my mind."
Howard looked at her in mingled
amazement and admiration. That she
should have dared to confront a man
as proud and obstinate as his father
What did he say?" he asked eag-
"I asked him to come publicly to
your support and to give you legal
assistance. He refused, saying he
could not be placed in a position of
condoning such a crime and that your
behavior and your marriage had made
him wash his hands of you forever."
Tears filled Howard's eyes and his
"Then my father believes me guilty
of this horrible crime?" he exclaimed.
"He Insisted that you must be guilty,
as you had confessed. He offered,
though, to give you legal assistance,
but only on one condition."
"What was that condition?" he de-
"That I consent to a divorce," re-
plied Annie quietly.
"What did you gay?"
"1 said I'd consent to anything If It
would help you, but when he told me
that even then he would not come per-
sonally to your support I told him we
would worry along without his as
sistance. On that 1 left hira."
"You're a brave little woman!"
RETURNS VICTIM'S KEEPSAKES
Rare Coins Which Might Lead to De-
tection of Murderer of Aged Mer-
chant Are Sent Back to Rela-
tives Through the News-
Topeka, Kan.—Topeka has a mur-
derer who glories in his deeds and ap-
parently is seeking all the notoriety
that he can possibly get. For a month
Chis man has been at large in Topeka,
but the efforts of the police force,
sheriff's office and two detective bu-
reaus have failed to find him. He
sends letters to the coroner and news-
papers, returning some of the things
he had stolen from the man be mur
The murder was one of the most
atrocious since Kansas has been a
state. It is only equalled by the hor-
rors perpetrated by the Bender family
in southern Kansas. Thomas Piatt
had a small pawnshop and second-
hand store in Topeka for many years
and was quite wealthy. His son-in-
law, Samuel Freldberg, Is one of the
best-known Jewelers In Topeka. The
Piatt store Is located on the most
traveled street In the city. Kansas
avenue. Thousands pass every day
Piatt went to his store as usual one
morning and, as he had no clerks,
took his luncu v ith him. Shortly after
seven o'clock that evening a farm hand
In search of clothing saw what he
wanted on a box and on the usual
clothing store "dummies" In front of
the Piatt store. He tried the door. It
was locked. He spoke to a passerby
of the display being left out. That
man happened to be a friend of Piatt
and he telephoned to Freldberg, who
at once went to the store. Freldberg
broke open fhe door.
On a chair beside the desk was the
old man's lunch, unwrapped and par-
tially eaten. Freldberg found the body
DIDN'T CARE TO BE DONE.
Howell—He does everything in his
Powell—Then I'm glad that I'm nof
In his power.
look at that pistol I couldn't resist
any more. But how are we going to
break through the net which the po-
lice have thrown around me?"
"By getting the best lawyer we can
procure. I shall Insist on Judge Brew
ster taking the case. He declines, but
I shall go to his office again this after
noon. He must—"
Howard shook his head.
"You'll not be able to get Brewster.
He would never dare offend my father
by taking up my case without his per-
mission. He won't even see you."
"We'll see," she said quietly.- "He'll
see me If I have to sit in Ills office
all day for weeks. I have decided to
have Judge Brewster defend you be-
cause I believe it would mean ac-
quittal. He will build up a defense
that will defeat all the lies that the
police have concocted. The police have
a strong case because of your alleged
confession. It will take a strong law-
yer to fight them." Earnestly she
added: "Howard, If your life is to be
saved we must get Judge Brewster."
"All right, dear," he replied. "I
can only leave It in your hands. 1
know that w hatever you do will be for
the best. I'll try to be as patient as
I can. My only comfort is thinking
of you, dear."
A heavy step resounded In the corri-
dor. The keeper came up. •
"Time's up, m'm," he said civilly.
Annie thrust her hand through the
bars; Howard carried It reverently to
"Good-by. dear," she said. "Keep
up your courage. You'll know that I
am working for your release every
moment. 1 won't leave a stone un-
"Good by, darling," he murmured.
He looked at her longingly and
there were tears In her eyes as she
"I'll be back very soon," she said
A few minutes later they were in
the elevator and she passed through
the big steel gate once more Into the
"Very well, Judge," answered the
"By the by," frowned the lawyer,
"has that woman been In to-day?"
"Yes—she Bat In the outer office all
morning, trying to see you. We said
you were out of town, but she did not
believe It. She sat there till she got
tired. She had no Idea that you went
out by another stairway."
"Humph," growled the lawyer; "a
nice tiling to be besieged In this man-
ner. If she annoys me much longer,
I shall send for the police."
At that moment another clerk en-
tered the room.
"What Is It, Mr. Jones?" demanded
"A lady to see you. Judge," said the
clerk, handing him a card.
The lawyer glanced at the bit of
pasteboard, and said Immediately:
"Oh, yes, show her in."
The two clerks left the room and
Judge Brewster, after a glance in the
mirror to re-adjiiBt his cravat, turned
to greet his visitor. The door opened
and Alicia entered. She was fault-
lessly gowned, as usual, but her man-
ner was flurried and agitated. Evi-
dently something had happened to up-
set her. and she had come to make
her husband's lawyer the confidant of
her troubles. The Judge advanced
gallantly and pointed to a chair.
"Good morning, my dear Mrs. Jef-
fries; how do you do?"
"Is Mr Jeffries here?'1 asked Alicia,
"Not yet," he replied, smiling.
"Tills Is an unexpected pleasure. 1
think It Is the first time you have
graced my office with your presence."
"How quiet It Is here!" she ex-
claimed. looking around nervously.
"It is hard to believe this Is the very
center of the city." Taking the seat
offered to her, shn went on:
"Oh, Judge, we are dreadfully wor
(TO UK CONTINUED.)
Outwardly, at least, Jttdga Brew-
ster's offices at 8.1 Broadway In
way differed from the offices of ten
thousand other lawyers who strive to
eke out a difficult living In the most
overcrowded of all the professions,
cited Howard. N .ticlng ber pale, anx-1 They ronslsted of a modest suite of
lous face, he said: | rooms on the sixth floor. There was a
"You, too, must have suffered." j small outer office with a railed off
"Oh. never mind me," she rejoined Inclosurc, behind which sat a hulf
A few moments l.tsr the cor- quickly. "What we mutt do now 1. to | do.en stenographers busy copying
■ i nd ("apt Clinton told; B«'t you out of this horrid place and | legal documents; as many men clerks
>ii<ch<i<1 Hut it Isn't true
An-! clear your name beiore the world. We i were writing at desks, and the walla
Could Do Better.
The lecture was on the economics
of nature and showed that her great
destructive poweers were used only
to transform the elements Into other
"To Illustrate," said the professor,
"there Is in one of the Pacific Islands
a volcano which has for 16 years been
pouring molten lava Into the ocean
over a precipice 400 feet high and
eleven miles long Eggs are boiled In
the open sea 22 miles away "
"My goodness!' cried a feminine
voice In the audience, "what a big pan
and what a waste of Are and water
and fuss over a little plain cooking'"
Body Hidden Under Clothing.
of hlB father-in-law under the counter
and covered with clothing, which had
been pushed off the counter. Piatt's
head had been crushed. The coroner
said Piatt had been dead fully six
hours when the body was found, which
indicated that the old man had been
surprised while eating and beaten to
death. Piatt always carried consider-
able money and a small wallet con
taining numerous old coins of America
and other countries. His pockets had
been rifled, the murderer obtaining
about $150 In cash and some clothing.
The wallets were found In the alley
back of the store. The murderer had
apparently locked the front door, leav
Ing through the rear door, setting the
spring lock so that it caught.
The police and detectives worked
for two weeks on the case and were
unable to discover a single clew as to
the Identity of the murderer. They
had practically given up hope when
the coroner received a letter contain
ing eight of the coins taken from
Piatt's pockets. They were easily
Identified by numismatists to whom
Piatt had shown them.
The next day the police found a suit
case taken from Piatt's store In It
were several pieces of clothing, all
wofn and frayed. It Is believed that
the murderer took clothing from the
store, changed bis old clothes and put
his garments In the suit case, which
he cast Into a vacant lot.
A few days later an afternoon pa-
per Jn Topeka received a package con-
taining eight coins taken from Piatt.
On the envelope was pasted the head-
ing of the paper. There was no hand-
writing The mall clerk remembered
getting the letter from a box at Eighth
street and Kansas avenue, the most
prominent corner in the entire city.
This did not help in clearing the mys-
tery. Next a morning paper received
a letter containing four coins. That
letter had been mailed In the same
box. It was addressed with the head
Ing from tl\e paper and no Landwrlfr
SCRATCHED TILL BLOOD RAN
"When my boy was about three
months old his head broke out with a
rash which was very itchy and ran a
watery fluid. We tried everything we
could but ho got worse all the time,
till It spread to his arms, legs and
then to his entire body. He got so
bad that he came near dying. The
rash would Itch so that he would
scratch till the blood ran, and a thin
yellowish stuff would be all over his
pillow In the morning. I had to put
mittens on Ills hands to prevent him
tearing his skin. He was so weak
and run down that he took fainting
spells as if he were dying. He was
almost a skeleton and his little hands
were thin like claws.
"He was bad about eight months
when we tried Cutlcura Remedies. I
had not laid bim down in his cradle
in the daytime for a long while. I
washed him with Cutlcura Soap and
put on one application of Cutlcura
Ointment and he was so soothed that
he could Bleep. You don't know how
glad I was he felt better. It took one
box of Cutlcura Ointment and pretty
near one cako of Cutlcura Soap to
cure him. 1 think our boy would have
died but for the Cutlcura Remedies
and I shall always remain a firm
friend of them. There has been no
return of the trouble. I shall be glad
to have you publish this true state-
ment of his cure." (Signed) Mrs. M.
C. Maltland, Jasper, Ontario, May 27,
"You didn't stay long at Wombat's
"No, he promised to show me the
beauties of Ills neighborhood and then
tried to point out a lot of sceuery."
ro drive orr mai.au.*
Take the Old HtandaM UKOVH8 lAHlBLKtta
(HILL TON 10. You kuow what )ou are takl'ifr
The formula In plainly prints on every bottle,
•tmwiiitf It Is "imply Quinine and Iron In a ta«e*
Tbe'Quinine driven out the malaria
I Ids up the system. Bold by all
And the iron bulk..
deuW rb for 80 year®, l'rlce W cante.
Self-possession Implies the rapacity
for self-restraint, self-compulsion, and
self-dlrectlon.—W. H. Thomson.
Mm. Wfnslnw'ii 8ootliln Byrup tor Chtldrrs
trtlblug. hufli-n* lite k'touu. reduces ln(t rani '
llou, &llay« pulu.curea wind colic. 23c a bvtlie.
Men have more temptations than
women because they know where to
look for them.
no VOtlR CI.OTHBS I.OOK YKI.I.OW•
If so, use Red Cross Ball Blue. It will maks
them white ss snow. 2 oz. package S cents.
King George as Chief.
londou. The king, who became a
member of the Highland Society In
1903, liaB consented to succeed King
Kdwaid as chief uf the ociety.
A man Is seldom arrested for strik-
ing an attitude.
ARE YOU FREE
Headaches, Colds, Indigestion,
Pains. Constipation, Sour Stomach,
Dizziness? if you are not, the most
effective, prompt and pleasant
method of getting rid of them is to
take, now and then, a desertspoon-
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beneficial laxative remedy—Synjp
of Figs and Elixir of Senna. It is
well Known throughout the world
as the best of family laxative reme-
dies, because it acts so gently and
strengthens naturally without irri-
tating the system in any way.
To get its beneficial effects it ii
always necessary to buy the genu-
ine, manufactured by the California
Fig Syrup Co., bearing the namo
of the Company, plainly printed CD
the front of every package.
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