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diers. He may do both.
The saloon business in Marquette,
always brisk, hasn't been visibly af
fected by the evidence so far brought
out. Saloons close here at 11 p. m.,
but prior to that time discussions of
the case are largely carried on over
the beer and high-balls the Colonel
has stated he abhors.
Judge Flannigan, presiding at the
trial, arrived in court an hour and a
half before time to convent today and
lodked himself in his charmbers.
, A newspaper man broke in and dis
covered his secret. The slim, aus
. tere, clerical-looking jurist was read-
ing, with tremendous interest, a dinie
novel full of blood and guns. He
didn't want to be disturbed.
"That's all I read," he said; "law
books and dime novels. I like the
wild west kind, but it seems to me
dime novels have deteriorated lately.
I've got dime novel blood. I've
wanted an aeroplane ever since they
Were invented, and Ihate to go slow
in my auto."
He resumed his book aloud: "And
piercing him with his keen eeyes.
Count de Gama tossed his revolver
on the ground and turned away con
temptuously, his proud lip curved up
ward in a sneer."
He refused to be disturbed until
- MAN SHOOTS INTENDED WIFE
.AND SELF BOTH MAY DIE
Peter Becker, 40 years old, shot
and badly wounded hissweethearti
Genevieve Thomas, and himself hi
their apartment at 836 West Adams
street, early today.
Becker shot the woman; who was
known on the West Side as Cora But
ler, three times in the body. He shot
himself an inch below the heart
Both now are at the County Hospital.
Both may die.
Becker and the woman went to an
amusement park last night. They
stayed out until 3 o'clock this, morn
ing. Wien' theycatne- home they
quarreled and the shooting followed
The police, who broke into the flat, l
found a letter signed "Ba"be," which
is supposed to have been from the1
woman's sister, a stenographer in a
bank. The letter reads:
"Dear Genevieve: I am enclosing
$5, which ought to tide you over for
a while, at least with what Pete can-!
make, and keep you in groceries un-
til next Saturday, when he gets to
"This isn't much, but I don't want
you to spend one cent of it for drink,
and keep away from that dive, tho
one on Monroe street, for you are
going to the bad.
"I'm going out to the cemetery
this afternoon and see about having
mamma's grave fixed up and tonight
I am going to confession and to com-,
munion in the morning, both of
which I shall offer for you, with the
hope that through the act of divine
Providence you Will be given a little
common sense to mend your ways,
"I should think you -would try, to
do some kind of "work. I have to work
for what I get, and -work hard, too,
and I am sure you are as strong as,,
I am, so far as that goes. I suppose
I can talk myself sick along this line ,
for all the good it will do. Call me
up when you can and let me know
how things are, and whatever you do,
try to be decent and don't spend,
these few dollars foolishly. BABEL"
The girls' mother died 'two years
On Becker's bureau was found a"
note reading: "J. F. Thomas: This
is the kind of a wedding you win
see a funeral instead. PETER
Thomas', who lives in Forest Park, '
is the father of the girls.
On the way to the hospital the1
wounded girl told the police that!
Becker had promised to marry her"
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Pater I Wish Mary's young man l
would come round after supper. '
Mater That's allheoes comeafter;