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PARALLEL THE CRIMINAL Tells How He Planned the ST O R I E S Deed and Sought to Close Every Avenue of Knowl f" FAMOUS edge Leading to His Guilt. S I ES The Detective Shows How C I ES Futile These Efforts Were and How the Old Adage, Murder By HENRY C. TERRY Will Out, "AlwaysHoldsGood." (Copyright by F. L. Nelsot THE GREAT NEW YORK TRUNK MYSTERY. VERY criminal believes that that he is shrewder than the police. If he saw certain detection confronting him' crime would be rare. The very care taken by a mur derer to conceal his tracks often leads to his discovery. Such was the fate ,of Capt. Edward Unger, whose murder of August Bohles, and the elaborate ;pethods he took to throw the police off the track rank as one of the great est "trunk mysteries" this country has produced. In the following fascin ating parallel Capt. Unger tells of his crime. Inspector Byrnes then tells of his following step by step the tracks of the murderer, until the crime was fastened upon him. CAPTAIN UNGE'R'S STORY. I was a murderer. I had killed my best friend. I pressed my hands over my eyes and tried to shut out from them the horrible truth. Ugh! There was blood on my hands. This then was the end, the end of Capt. Ed ward Unger. No it was not the end. "Never," I cried in my agony, "shall it be said that the honorable career of Capt. Edward Unger, the medal of honor man of Wilson's Zouaves, who won his spurs on a dozen bloody battle grounds under the old flag has ended like that." My honorable career. Long since the war I had bartered it for the life of the low dives along the Bowery, for the association of thieves, for a quandam alliance with the police who learned that when information was needed of a certain crook or a certain crime, Capt. Edward Unger was the man to seek. And for this reason they did not inquire too close ly into my own dark actions. The man T killed was August Bohles, whom I had known intimately for three months. In October, 1886, I was running a little saloon on Eld ridge street. The business was not good. I advertised for a partner with some money to go into some other business. Bohles answered it. He was a fine looking fellow, a German, who had been in this country several years and had made money in the butcher business in Chicago. I liked him from the first glance. He seemed to reciprocate the feeling. He was at that time in the sausage business, and offered to put up the money if I would go into a scheme to make sausages of horse meat with him. I agreed, and he came to my house to live. I was then living in two rooms on the fifth floor front of 22 Eldridge street with my son Edwa-d, a lad of seventeen. Bohles and I got along very well together, but we did not do much in the sausage line, and I was trying to sell my saloon. He had money in the bank, and paid half the household ex penses. Things ran along smoothly with us until the night of Jan. 20, 1887. Bohles had been drinking a lit tle that day. So had I, but neither of us was under the influence of liquor. As we finished supper my son, Edward, went out and left us alone. I sat at the table reading. Bohles lay down on the sofa, and slept. It was a bitter cold night, and the fire got low. Bohles woke up shaking and growling about the cold. I Jumped up quickly and began fixing the fire. The stove was near the head of the sofa. I had to bend on my knees to stir up the coals with a poker. Bohles said that he had a bad dream. He seemed to be angry. I spoke to him quietly, but he replied with an oath. I rebuked him and kept poking at the fire. He leaned toward me so that his face was close to mine and hissed an insult in my ear. I pushed his head away and he sunk back on the sofa. I thought that would be the end of it, but he jumped up suddenly and caught hold of the poker. He was stronger than I, and took it from me. He struck at me with it, and at the same time grabbed a carving knife that had cut the food for both of us. I saw that he was not himself by the look on his face. When he came to ward me I retreated to the rear room. Unfortunately there was a hammer en a chair. Mechanically I picked it up. I told Bohles he was making a fool of himself, and had better go back to the sofa. He thrust at me with` the knife, and I hit him in the head with the hammer. Suddenly I became possessed of a desire to kill. I could think of noth ing else. When I got near enough to him again I struck him with all my strength on the head. The hammer head sank out of sight in his skull. The blood and brain that flew only added to my frenzy. I struck him again after he lay dead on the sofa. It must have been fully a half hour before I realized that he was dead and I had killed him. Then came the tor ture of horror. The horror passed be _- fe the--stinct- of self-pres-rvation. My first impulse was to fly. I put on my overcoat to run away. Then I heard a voice which said, "You're a fool. Get rit of the body, say Bohles has gone to Germany. The law will never know." I heard this voice so often that I decided to follow its coun cil. It was getting late. My son was likely to come in at any moment. I lifted up the body, put it in the bed room, and covered it with the cot that Bohles had slept on. Then I set to work to destroy all evidences of the murder. I had hardly got through wiping up the blood when the boy came in. I told him Bohles had gone to Chicago and would not come back. How was I to' get rid of the body? I thought of burning it up, selling it to medical students, throwing it over board. Then I hit upon what I thought was the best plan, but in my excite ment I overlooked the very things that would have saved me harmless. I thought I was cool, but, in fact, I must have been at a white heat. On the day following the murder I went out and bought a saw and a large rub ber cloth. I drank whisky to steady my nerves. I pulled out the@body and laid it on the rubber cloth, which I had spread on the kitchen floor. The very carving knife which Bohles had intended to stick me with I used to cut off his head. It made me sick at first, but I had a flask of whisky which helped me I put the head out of sight, as the eyes, which were wide open, made me uneasy. Then the work was easier for me. I used the knife and saw to cut off the legs and arms. Then I took the body and forced it into Boh les' trunk. I put the legs and arms on top of the body. The head I carefully wrapped up in old clothes and newspapers, and put in a bureau drawer. I got the room cleaned up late in the afternoon, and went out with the trunk on my back. It was heavy, but I managed to carry it to a liquor store in Grand street, where I arranged to leave it over night. Then I went to the room and got the head. I thought as I walked along the streets that everybody was looking at the head. I could hear the voice of Bohles in my ears all the time. I got on the Will iamsburg ferryboat at Grand street, and stood in the cold in the rear of the boat until the middle of the river was reached. Then I dropped the head overboard. I thought I heard a cry as it sank out of sight. When the head was disposed of I felt that the crime could.never be discovered. I slept easy at hone that night. The next day wS Saturday. I got an Italian to help ae carry the trunk to Henry Benseis aloon at 395 Kent avenue, Brooklyn. 1'got a label mark ed "John A. Wilson, Baltimore, Md., to be called for," and pasted it on the trunk. Then I made arrangements to ship the trunk. I called upon Mr. Siegel in Brooklyn, 'a friend of Boh les, and told him Bohles had gone to Chicago to live. I had examined ev erything in the trunk, and did not find any thing that would lead to iden tiflentinn_ in my nnininn. T r.tnrnad 41111441V1, 111 ..J V1IY - to Bense's saloon .on' Sunday, and learned that the trunk had been sent. I felt safe then. In the reaction I drank, drank until I could drink no more. There did not appear to be any way in which I could be con nected with the headless body that would be found some day in the ex press office in Baltimore, and I actu ally felt happy.- I began to scheme how to get $1,600 out of the bank that was in Bohles' name. Then with out warning the blow fell. I was ar rested on the charge of murder. INSPECTOR BYRNES' STORY. When the attention of the officials in the Adams Express office in Balti more was directed to the trunk marked "John A. Wilson, Baltimore, Md. To be called for," by the dis agreeable odor which emanated from it, there was a suspicion that some thing was wrong. The trunk was put in an open room and was'"kept for three days. No one called for it and the advice of Chief of Police Frye was asked. The trunk was broken open. The mutilated body of a large-sized man was found in it. There was no head. The legs and arms, which had been cleanly cut off close to the body, were lying on top of the remains, with a lot of bloody paper and clothing around them. The body and frag ments were carefully examined for marks that might lead to an identifi cation. All that could be found was a crooked little finger on the left hand. Matters ware at a standstill so far as the police investigation was concerned, when the attention of In spector Byrnes was called to the case. "I was about going home," said In spector Byrnes, "on a Wednesday aft ernoon when I received a telegram from Chief Frye of Baltimore. A headless body! That was certainly a novelty, and I became greatly inter ested. I telegraphed for further in formation. In the answer were three important items. The first was the address of a butcher named Siegel, in Throop avenue, Brooklyn; the sec ond, a label of Westcott's Express, in this city, and-third, label of The London and Manchester Plate Glass Company, 73 and 75 Wooster street. "I telegraphed for the trunk to be sent on at once. I learned that it had been seen by reporters and concluded that the fact that I had' been notified would appear in the papers here on Thursday morning, and if it should meet the eye of the murderer, in case he had not left the city, he would do so at once. It was a case of jump and get there. i explained the situation to Detectives Von Gerichten, Titus and McLaughlin, and started them separately on the Siegel, the glass company and the Westcott Express clues. "The Siegel clue fell flat; the glass company threw a little light on the mystery, but the Westcott Express proved to be the turning point in the case. It was learned from the Brook :yn office of the Westcott Express that a trunk had been sent to Baltimore from Bense's liquor store, at 395 Kent avenue, several days before. Bense told Detective McLaughlin that a man, a perfect stranger to him, had brought the trunk to his place with an Italian. Bense remembered the names of Wil son and Baltimore. "I made up my mind from the fact that the trunk had been taken tc Brooklyn from this city. That would be a guilty man's natural device to hide a crime. "I reasoned that the trunk had been taken probably from the east side, and from some house near the Grand street ferry. "Upon this supposition I sent out a lot of men to go through the records of express companies to see if any of the expressmen remembered a trunk like the one Bense had seen. Good luck attended this effort, and it so happened that at the very first place -it was Dodd's express-at which De tective McLaughlin called he learned that a similar trunk had been taken from 546 West 40th street to 22 Ridge street. "At the 40th street house it was learned that the trunk belonged to August Bohles, a butcher, and the receipt for the trunk in Ridge street was signed by Edward Unger. "I put a watch on the house at 22 Ridge street. It was learned from the neighbors that Unger-Capt. Ua ger he was called-still lived there, but the man named Bohles had gone to Chicago. The first real connec tion of one of the men with the trunk was made when the detectives heard the description of Capt. Unger. It was the same as that given by Bense. "The men had only a short time to wait when Capt. Unger came to the house. He was arrested, and was brought at once to police headquar ters. He laughed heartily when ac cuseil of murdering Bohles. He said that Bohles had gone to Chicago, and he could bring him to .his city with a telegram. "Unger lived on the fifth floor, front, and in the room was found abundant evidence of butchery of some sort. The carpet was stained with blood, and a hammer, saw and knife had particles of blood on them near the handles. There was a great blood stain on a sofa. Bense was brought from Brooklyn, and positive ly identified Capt. Unger as the man who had brought the trunk to his place. I learned from Mrs. Siegel the important fact that Bohles' little fin ger on the left hand was crooked. "Unger had an iron will and more nerve than any man I ever met under similar circumstances. "I placed the saw, knife and ham mer on my table, and I sent for the captain. He gave a cdreless glance at the tools and sat down. I talked with him, not about the crime, and at the same time kept handling the tools. He did not say anything about them nor did I. "The trunk with the remains had arrived from Baltimore, and I had them and the bloody sofa that was in Unger's room brought to police head quarters. I let the captain stay in the dark for awhile, and then I had the trunk and sofa placed in the corridor near his cell door. "After a while I went down to the cells and stood in front of Unger's door. As I said nothing, this made him uneasy. After fifteen or twenty minutes I said: "'Come out here, Cap. I want to see you a moment.' "'All right,' he responded. "He stepped slowly out of the cell, and as he passed me, I slapped him on the back. He turned quickly, and there I stood, pointing at the open trunk, with its horrible contents in full view. Unger jumped, put his hands over his eyes and staggered backward. I helped him gently to the bloody sofa. He sat down without looking. I did not say anything, nei ther did he. I could see him pull himself together to face me. As he took his hands from his eyes he saw the blood spot on the sofa. He jumped to his feet, and I motioned for a de tective to lead him to the cell. Then I said: 'Now, Cap, any time that you wish to talk to me I will be in my office.' "He gave me a glance which re minded me of a beast at bay, but I saw that his spirit was broken. It was only a little while when Detective Hickey came to the office with the in formation that Unger wanted to see me. I fixed the bloody tools on the table, and alongside of them a pack age of labels of the glass company in Wooster street, which had been found in his room. "The captain looked defiant when he came in, but it was only the last bluff. "'Well, inspector, I can't beat this game. What do you want to know?' "'Who killed Bohles?' I asked quickly. "'I did,' he replied, and he acted as if a great load had been lifted from his mind. Then he told the story of the butchery, and claimed that it was done in seIf-defeunse. He was --ent Sing Sing for twenty years. 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