The evening world. Newspaper, December 2, 1911, Page 5

Ci { i | | (he es A \ EX-GHIEF HANGMAN ‘OF ENGLAND HERE ASAN EVANGELIST ~ James Berry Says Execution of Innocent Woman Caused Him to Abanidon Work. é BAN PUT ON HIS BOOKS. He Says That the Gallows Is More Humane Than the Death Chair. James Berry, formerly chief hangman @f the British Isles, but now an evan- Relist, arrived to-day on the White Star Unser Cedric to. begin’ an extensive evangelical tour throughout the United States and Canada. Berry declared to the ship news in- ferviewera that the electric chair was @ horridle institution and that hanging «ae vastly more humane. An accident At an execution and the discovery that he had hanged three tnnoeent persons— one of them a beautiful young woman— caused him to-abandon his calling and devote the remainder of his days to svangelism Before he got the post of chief hang- men Berry assisted at 500 executions, After he won promotion he particl- pated in 193 executions, “fo prove that the office of hang- man in England 1s not diMoult to fill id Berry, “I will merely atate that I was one of 1,800 applicants for the post. I had been a policeman and an assistant hangman, When I resigned there were 2,000 applicants for my place. EXECUTED AN ARMY OFFICER WHO POISONED WIFE. “My moat important hanging was that of Lieut.-Col, Cross of Shandy Hil, County Cork, who had poisoned his wife and married the governess for his ch! Gren. My buslest day was on Feb. 188%, when I/hanged Anthony Benjamin Rudge, a convict named Martin, and a man named Baker. ‘They had killed a peliceman and shot an inspector of po- Nee at Caritsle, Cumberland County. “When I went into his cell to get Rudge he confessed that he had par- tic!pated in several other mu whieh Innocent men were executy of these was a farm laborer who had come from Grafton, Mass.,.a man T had hanged a fews years before. 1 began then to feel that I was on the road to Jestruction and this feeling was inten- s'fed when I hanged John Conway, a man of great size. if But tt was the Mary Lefley cvse that Mnally sickened me of my ing and made me step out. leas young woman I hanged th after she t hap- had been convicted of killing her husband with strychnine. She, poor thing, held out to the last that she was innocent. She was, Nine months after her execution the real murderer confessed on his deativbed. He proved that he had com. mitted the crime by producing the drug. wist who had sold him the poison.” BALE OF HIS BOOKS PRO- HIBITED IN ENGLAND The former British executioner said that he had written two that had been put under the ban in Ungland, (Whey are “From the Scaffold to the books Py BRITISH HANGMAN WHO HAS BECOME A PULPIT ORATOR. GETS $100 WEEK, “GAVE FAMILY $10, COURT NABS HM ‘|Now Mr. Torpy Will Have to | “Divvy Up” With Spouse and Five Kiddies. Dressed Nike a fashion plate, Charles M. Torpy, of No. 3% Avenue H, Flat bush, Whose Income is $100 a week, arraigned before Magistrate Hylan in the Flatbush Court, to-day, on a charge of disorderly conduct, It was charged he had given his wife only $10 a week for her support and that of thelr five children. ‘Torpy's attire made a strange contrast with that of his wife and diviidren, Torpy 1s employed by the city as a bullding inspector, and as such receives & salary of $1,200 a year. It was also brought out that he owns a $50,000 house on West One Hundred and Nineteenth street, Manhattan, Mrs. Polhemus, the court probation officer, who invest!- gated the conditions in the Torpy house- hold, testified they were the worst she has ever encountered, that there w. no food nor money in the house, and that the children did not have suff- cient bedding to keep them warm. Magistrate Hylan learned from Torpy that this was pay day for the building inspectors and gave him an hour to go down and draw his weekly aalary and return to the court. Torpy beat the lock by a minute. Magistrate Hylan Pulpit” and Executioner.” “Phe Government forbids the sale of these books," said Berry, “because they tell too much." Asked for his opinion on the American method of capital punishment, he sald: “My Experiences as an ‘The electric chatr ts horrible. Hang-|yaye Mra. Torpy 0 to buy'food and ing {afinitely more humane, The] ordered Torpy to bring $% to court next electric chair contains hells of torture] puesday to assist further the mother and the victims of this monstrous ‘ and children: method of execution carry the scars of | “"4 thelr torture into the grave. Berry told of how he had taken John jump In Wabash preferred of 3 points. foilowed sult, with a gain of 2 Lee, noted British criminal, to the scaffold three times, and each time ee the prisoner was reprieved, He had been convicted the murder of Mrs, prices of Keyes. After serving twenty years he miared with yee was sent leave man James Berry is a gray halred man tn to Australia as @ Ucket-of- Amal, Copper. « Fe the sixties. He is steckily bullt, with ¥ bulldike shoulders, He wears a broad: at brimmed hat and long hair and look: ™ nS the typical evangelist rather than the ie + }* hangman. thors ty omentinieniienanananstain 38% — ° wakes im’ sg way — § x: Tee} 1% =18 mig Cin . We + te —_———. A moderate degree of strength wi manifesied in the early trading in the tock market to-day. After a period of esitation, the list gathered considerable advancing power and moved up for gains of about 1 point near the end of e first ho! Although the volume of | dealings was small, Union Pacific, Am- | erican Tobacco, Steel, Reading and Can- adian Pacific rose with vigor, High prices were maintained in | subsequent ‘trading, which displayed a | her tendency to contrac | Under the lead of Union Pacific, Stee! the | and the Wabash shares, the market be- | gan moviny up with alacrity tn the fast half hour. A steady up rush landed the att ghest range of the day at when advances of from ints were recorded in many vit wor «Mt + Advance, ACTIVE SECURITIES. United States Steel, 47.800 shares: Reading, Cnton, Haciticy 31.280 sliages, Con: lei y, 9.400 shares, ‘Afle, 5,600 shares, uw Unton our care y lethargy the leaders f tn the advance, A featare of the late rise was @ quick — STORIES IN THE NEW NOVELS True Love Finds a Way for One More Beautiful Princess. “THE LIGHTED MATCH By Charles Neville Buck. S they ride up the road together A mton studies her through half- closed, satisfied eyes He notes her slim uprightness, eves w heir color-gamut from vi slate-gray, her pe that hint at nu ancholy in repose but break into magic With a smile. He knows that in all the World there is no other girl for him. He does not know—well, the reader will find ft out anyway, on Page 38, so it may well be told now. What Benton does not know as he rides with Cara along that perfectly good American road is that the sirl, instead of being plain Miss Carstow, fe the Princess Royal of Maritzburg, and that when her little playepell at fr @om is over she must go ba love of ier father and the prin Prince Karyl of Galavia, Phia talc of duty she tells to Benton with many sighs and fond louks. And) the things that come after, when, of course, the American lover follows his Princess to Maritzburg and (alavi are told in the chapters of ‘gne ted Match” (W. J. Watt & Co), a tagnae romance by Charles Neville Benton reetr an iron chancellor, a plotting pretender and a few rampant Fevolutionists. With a diplomatic bull- fighter for bis right hand, he takes tae part of Prince Kary] against the Grand Duke Louis, but all for the sake of Cara. Finally, as is the way with all heroes of his class, he sees true love coming his way, having made its own way out of all the tangle. One feels sorry for Kary!, who is a decent chap and really loves the Princess. weer For hee work of story-writing Mr, jizabath Deleans requires an absence of Sipe ‘cars, automobiles and racket, Says lt wake at 6 tm the morning and bed for an hour or #0 considering t work of the day; closing my eves and mentally sel ance, gestures | and conduct of the characters whose lives am going to carry a Little furiher that H Paleo hear them speak, and restew | ¥ own reflections on their conduct, “Tien at balt-past 0 o'clock 1 rise, have my hot apo cold sho breakfast by myself, and by 6 o'c Rave said good morning to my family 0d om at work, “1 cannot tell you how fealously I * . “| ‘The girl and the mon foot with Aiton, Ts teetont | Cella, in Love,ta Kept by Grandpa muffled; only fire or doaih are supposed from the Wrong Man. to stir me. “LOVE IN A LITTLE TOWN," By J. EB. Buckrose, T Is surprising how easy the gallant Se eaanaeanoepaead Camille Comes to Shatter a Prince I “THE FLAME," Capt. Osborne finds it to give up debagtilt Cella Basingdale when he thinks— By Louise EB. Taber, and everybody else thinks—including Dreom of Millions and a Girl, RINCE JEAN MARIE GERARD j pretty tittle Cella herself—that Grandpa PHILIPPE. DE BOURBON 18) Cope has thrown her over and that she | good looking and knows it. Als0/no longer stands to inherit the Cope he ts @ scoundrel, and knows that. He{mituons. For a time Cella in very sad. has left France for tne good of the| She has belleved that she loves the cap- country and is in San Francisco, he | tain and that he loves here. However— hopes, for his own good, Sitting in his The reader will know all the time luxurious apartments at the Fairmont, |that Grandpa has seen Osborne for the is slender form clad in @ silk dressing |fortune-hunter he proves to be, that gown, his eyes ap ntly upon the the old gentleman {ts only working in shining bay, be thinks comfortably of his loving, bungling way for his grand- Gwendol » Rolfe and her fifty millions, daughter's happiness, and that every- fare soon to be |thing will be all right when the right One goes through own," the new: J romance, Then back to France and a snap M4" happens along, eR oeGn cebaltt |"Love in a Little finger for creditors and other le.” Buckrose foes. Thus thinks the Prince, curling (Putnams) full Ms black mustache. He has’ another [Of the confidence based in these assur- | ances. thought coming. It begins with two $ compelling knocks at the door, followed | Meanwhile, Colla ts, exiled rather oaNe a ae “| pleagantly, on the whole, to Great by the entrance Of & mocking 8D: /\toriton—thia fe an Sngilah atory | parition with two flery black eyes. ere she lives with the humble Wal- mille" Thus the Prince. And, Indeed, {ts she. With her coming the He"b¥ family of poor relations, where plot thickeas in “The Flaine" Alles she ts snubbed by @ few snobs, te Marrimaa Company), & novel by Louley |SubJected to the merest breath of scan: ‘dal, learns the value of money and Tal For Camille {s a human document |W to dust a drawing room, makes out of the prince's past. Once a poor, #0Me real friends and—meete menly |deceived \givl, the plaything of «Jean | Robert Wayne Marie, rhe has become a successful | Great Marlton {s decidedly good for singer. She hus beauty, magnetism, w|/Cella, who hes been known before j temper and money to give away, She |®0ing there to drop a costly lace para- has come to Sen Franclsco, trating the |#0! into the river with the thought Prince, in a mood to make trouble, Bhe ,only that It would then be necessary makes 1t, jto get another. On the side, too, Mrs. dream of mil-|Wallerby is a very comforting porson Vanish Jean Yarle non haste Ch vision of a to know, with her endless schemes for title and old castles. Camille making a future grow where it ts, sings und conquers, She at the time, dificult te make both story pf her life Into Gwendolyn's ear, ends met A sterw brother shows the Prince the | i AAAORORRORIRONS door, Sweet is the singer's revenge. are iia, westine, i ine Je Pavia Sweeter yot her promised recovery of Gipteee Moake shane ot tie buen wader an old true lover whove heart has ble secretary and tle turned to stone at her fall years before disturb the A lurid and aliuring story and dated after the carthquake. Pe raaraaanaanad Mary Waller, the writer whose "Wood Carver of "Lympus™ still ts in grateful d mand, taught once ia a private school New ‘York and for five years conducted a schon! for girls in Chirac first book was ‘Little Citizens,’ of a New York street gamin. A Vermonter ‘by descent, Mis Waller 1 bao Bow @ cheerful home at Nantucket, play all w, which ie shoul i bet ws A recent description of Moore says be Jooks like @ boiled ghost—which te quite consonant with the awertion that he ts trequently ia bot water with somebody, » THE EVENING WORLD, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 2, 1911.~ Maggie (Copyright, 1011, by the H. K, Fly Co.) SYNOPSI9 OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS te Joseph Holl it, lead CrP Va ar to ber 0 ‘stn lagter,s 2 i ‘anit he iid, Darking « eth blackmail ve calling ot Shot by. hfe at the fiat Meantime, © onto CHAPTER XX. (Continued) THINK you already know about his part of it,” the detective retorted, som: what nettled, + "D know nothing about John Darkin,” Maggie de- clared, “His wie told ne he had gone West, she thought. THe isn't here. © © © T don't understand your reasons for acting in this underhanded way. Why did you choose to come in by the Why didn't you come by like respectable person? I eve you're a detective, after 66 The man exhibited his shteld, and also condescended to make some explana- tion: “I'm alone in this,” he sald, “beca: this capture means a good bit of money. I took the window, because I thought I might catch him napping. He can't get out now without my seeing him. While I was ringing the bell he might have dodged away by the same means T took to get in.” “He might if he were here,” was Mag- gie's cold comment; “but it so happens that he isn't here. And that ends {t!" “Oh, not quite!” the detective affirmed grimly. The younger woman waw par- tloularly delightful in the matter of looks, but her obstinacy was somewhat trying to the temper. “It won't end un- til I've had a look about.” The sound of the man’s voice had penetrated to the kjtchen. Ada, by some sixth sense developed out of her many experiences with the representa- tives of the law, was sure of the vis- {tor's character instantly, but a hor- rible fascination drow her toward the! scene to make certainty more certain. So she tiptoed itlou along the passage until she had reached the par- lor door, where she peered cautiously within, At her heels followed Margie, who had been with her In the kitchen, and the child by a Ike Instinct guessed what this thing might mean, One glance cohvinced Ada as to the jus- tice of her fears, and she turned In- stantly to flee. But the detective, too, had a subtlety of perception that was equal to instinct, by reason of his train- ing. liq gaze took tn the two faces in the doorway, and forthwith his volce rang out triumphantly: “Oh, how do you do, Mrs. Darkin— and Zaza, too! Well, well! All we need now is Papa Darkin to make our family party quite complete. Let's hope he'll not keep us waiting.” apa isn’t here, !f he's the one you're looking for,” Margie declared. “Well, then,” he inquired pleasantly of Maggie, “can I seo the gentleman who is hiding tn these apartments “I have told you before and I re- peat it,” Maggle cried angrily, “that this Mr. Darkin ts not here.” “Do you smoke cigars yourself?" the detective asked suddenly, He pointed to the ashtray, where a butt was ly- ing “Do you suppose I'd hide a murderer in my apartments? You'll have to get busy on some other clue.” The oMfcer smiled mockingly “That's the time you gave yourself away, miss," he announced, and a note of triumph sounded in his tones, which the girl wondered with new fear. “There's been nothing printed in the Papers about Darkin being wanted for murder, It's been kept secret here. I've said nothing about it. * © * How did you know?" It was at this critical moment that a diversion occurred. Just as the de- tective was about to press home his triumph over the girl who had so defied him, he was startled by the appearigice of another person on the scene—one who, most assuredly, was not John Darkin, The baffled officer stared in chargrin at the newcomer, for, in the first second, he was convinced that this man was in truth the parson who had been so mysteriously housed here. It was not Darkin, for a certainty. The denouement disgusted the detective he- yond measure, He had regarded reward offered for Jack Derkin's appre- hension as surely his. He regarded the gentleman who had appeared in the door: so abruptly with open dis- approbation. The fact that the lal arrival on the scene wha Particu good-looking person, with an unui excellent figure rather smartly dressed in a business-sult, comforted the dis- appointed officer mot at all. No, {t's not Darkin—not @ bit lise him. ‘But he does loak very much It ture has been In the papers lately, and has been sent out from headquarters, too, and whose description 1s posted in every police station for the Instruction of police officials” He grinned com- Placently and his gaze darted back to Maggie, almost vindletively, Bhe met the challenge with one word, flung scornful “Ridiculous!” The detective was not disturbed her air of disdain. “And there's $,! tion about that gloatingly. During the brief time since his pearance Joseph had maintained a dis ecreet si'ence, awaiting the turn of events for his own guidance, Now by 00 reward for informa: chap,” he concluded ly ON WORK SHILDREN'S COURTS. Fvening Journal save “ihewe baxes are [ and the faet tn brows socletlos, Wh enildre ' the tale that Spring(leld Republican JurRe: ment in’ his book. Orderable through all di Broadway Publishing Company, ra, Romance of a New York'Shopgirl Founded’ on Charles Klein’s Play for Rose Stahl | “Tt dete *} Just ene hour, a certain missing gentleman whose pic-| on DOES write COLD FACT&—and has Pepper | howe | ity was room, or come, He stepped into the! without any tive oh ely, Ife smiled pleasantly Missing gentleman will give the amount of the reward if the Pollee oficial who discovered him will hold back the desired information for This isn't anything like fembounding @ felony, 1 hav commit: ed no crime. I've merely disappeared, 4nd there's nothing against that in ths statutes, But I do want to keep the thing silat for reasons of my own, I'm ng to pay for secrecy, W yOu like the pn hd recy, Would you The ringing of the doorbell broke in on the negotiations between Joseph and the detective. Instinctively the young man fled to the seclusion of the bed- room when Ada, at a gesture from Mag- gle, went into the passage. * © * Tt Was Mrs. Thatcher who entered. She Stopped short in the doorway of the Parlor as her eyes fell on the officer. “Wh evident surprise, The Central Office man was no 1} astonished on beholding Mra, Thate and ejaculated her name energetic: “You're not here on business, are the woman demanded suspic!- Indeed, T am,” was the curt reply. on the Holbrooke case, and 1 can tell you something: The reward Is not golng to be divided.’ “Divided! Well, I should say not!" Mrs, Thatcher retorted, sharply. “Do you know why? Becauge it's mine, and T want {t all.” “Good lord!” the policeman eried, with high Indignation. “Do you mean to say that you've gone and butted into my business?" ‘On the contrary,” was the serene answer, “you've been so foolish as to butt into mine, Unfortunately for you, Mr. Batley, you won't Bet a chance even that five thousand, Permit me to extend to you my sympathy. ‘You women are simply rulning ovr business,” he exclaimed, violently. “You seem to have no senge of prof sfonal honor.” Mrs, Thatcher improved the oppor- tunity to explain to Maggie the reason of her refurn, Hargen himself was ming to the flat immediately, was, In already on his way, would arrive atany instant. She had wished to warn Maggie of his intention. As a matter of fact, the manager of Holbrooké and Company was at the door his detec- tive took her departure, Maggie recog- nized his voice as he spoke to Ada, who let him in. She turned impertously to the man from the central office, “Get into the kitchen out of the way,” she commanded, She had eud- denly aken off the apathy that the rapid succession of events had laid upon her, and was again the mistress of all her energy and resource. ‘ou remember the proposition that Mr. Holbrooke made to you? Well, just go out there and talk with Mrs, Dar- kin, who'll keep you company—end Margie, too.” She smiled at her niece to emphasize the hint as to with. drawal. “Mr. Holbroqke will see you very @oon and arrange the matter. 1 wish to speak to Mr. Hargen pri- vately, Hurry, please Her mannet was so masterful that the detective obeyed, almost without volition, and he was promptly escorted to the kitchen by Margie, who was en- Joying hereelf hugel: Maggie nodded a directivn to Ada, as she appeared to announce Hargen, and the woman in turn quickly retreated, leaving the manager of Holbrooke & Co. face to f with his former employee. Hargen halted in the doorway and glared at the girl. “So,"" he sald with insulting emphasis, the while he plucked viciously at a wisp of whisker. His bloodless face was even mord wan than {ts wont. “This is where Joseph has hidden himself, How long has he been here?” “Ever since he disappeared,” replied evenly. “You dare confess it!" he exclaimed, “Hold on, Hargen The interruption came in @ low but very dangérous voice. It was Joseph whom the manager faced as he whirled about. One glance into the face of that sually placid young gentleman caused Hargen to shrivel visibly. There was fire in Joseph's eyes and his jaw was thrust forward savagely. He looked capable of—anything! Just then Maggle understood the leading of instinct that had been vouchsafed her: It was to bring her to this issue when Joe should appear. The whole matter was in his hands. Nothing mattered now, He would Maggie | | Keeps the Teeth white, .. the breath pure.and the, mouth clean and fresh WAVE YOU A CHILD? ets are true, they should arouse Idence ‘for every state- oF direct from the publishers, r, he realized that his opportun-| ket price, and get out. trace of hesitation) Miss Pepper, Yo Nbarrasament, and approached the! i's Bailey!" she exclaimed in} PT do all needful, There could be no more trouble. Ho would clear every obstacle from thelr path to happiness. She had given him her love, she had confided her life to his keeping. Very well. then, she Would trust him absolutely. Hargen did not matter, or Ethel or any one or any- thing, Joseph would make all right She stood watching him in glad oba- tent, curlously, without any shadow of apprehension. © © © And she was jus tifled, Targen,” Josoph said, and his vot was menacing, ‘ou will sell me your shares in Holbrooke & Co, at the ma As soon as I Installed @ new manager [ @hall marry will see to it that t bother me—or any u'll go a like that. I've had an ex- the figure turned and went out with shambling steps, flo faced Maggte with a omile, “There’a just one thing mor 11, “CH abut up that detective. Th keep our little secret safe.” to the kitchen, from wht veaming, within five minute your niece do one T to jail, 1 don't think Make her understand, pert on the books evenings for some time, and if you and that precious niece of yours don't behave, the facts will come out. Your juggling with the ac- counts was well done, Hargen, but it waen't done well enough—not quite, But UN give you time to pay up what you've embezzled * © * Now, do you understand? Anawe' “I understand.” The ofd man's voice was only a mumble, his fa 5 ghastly, The degradation of his as- pect was revolting to the girl who looked on. . “I don't like to threaten a woma Joseph continued, “but Mthel’ don't mind #0 much, —becau If to me recently ch | that IT can’t think of her with any | respect whatever, I'll see her if nec-) exsary—if you think you can't control her, She's a terror, T know, and #0 do an you handle her?" He was too much overcome fer any audible rep! “IUH be the deuce of a job,” Joseph insisted, His memory of the last tn-| terview With hix former flancee was still strong within him. “You're cure| you can manage her all right Once again the old man nodded, emphatically. 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