On Saturday last a mild-mannered, genteel…
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On Saturday last a mild-mannered, genteel
looking little man arrived on the train, and in-
quired the way to the Broadway. His name
was J. J. Pearson. When he reached the hotel
he met Mr. Gaddis and told him of his trouble,
remarking that he ought to kill Cummings. He
persuaded Mr. Gaddis to go with him to his
wife, whom he implored for the sake of the
little children, to return home with him. He
told her that he would forget the past if she
would return with him, but she declined, and
said that she would never live with him again.
Mr. Gaddis then left them, went down stairs
and into the soda factory. Pearson and his wife
were standing at the head of the stairs talking,
when Cummings started to come up the steps.
Pearson pulled his gun (a 32 caliber) and com-
menced shooting. Cummings tumbled down the
steps and ran into the restaurant next door,
closely followed by his partner with the 32
in action. Cummings tried to get into the pantry,