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TTTE ATT, A XT \ GEORGIAN ANT) NEWS TUESDAY. APRIL 20. 1013. TRAGIC FACE OF STRANGLED MARY PHAGAN—NEW PICTURE STUDIES A photographic study of the victim in the strangling mystery showing the sad expression in her eyes. F. C. Terrell, 284 Hast ljinden Ave- ae, told a Georgian reporter to-day lat his wife had declared to him lat she did not tell the truth to the stectives and Georgian reporters to horn she had said that she did not now where J. M. Gantt, accused of le murder of pretty Mary Phagan, as on Saturday night. When seen soon after the discovery f the deed, Mrs. Terrell stated that antt, who Is her half brother, had ft her home where he had been lr the past seven years, .three weeks go, presumably to go to California nd that she had not seen him since. “Most certainly he was in his room ere Saturday night," declared Mrs. errell to a Georgian reporter to- ay. ‘He came in at 31 o’clock.'* “Slept With Me.” “I ate breakfast with Mr. Gantt unday morning,” said a young wom- n, an inmate of the Terrell home. Tes,” said little Willie Terrell, Mr Gantt slept with me Saturday ight. And 1 had td wake up at 4 ’clock to get my little brother up to arry my papers and Mr. Gantt was till In bed.” -Xo, I had not seen Gantt for three •eeks," declared F. C. Terrell, broth- l-in-law of the accused. A mo- lent later, Mr. Terrell said that Gantt ad been back in town for four or ve days and that he was certainly i his house Saturday night. “I heard my wife" get up and let im in at 11 o’clock,” declared Ter- ell. A Georgian reporter called at the ’errell ’ residence to tlnd that Mrs. 'errell was in a state approaching a crvous collapse and much excited in er manner. She was vehement in er declaration that Gantt was in bed t 11 o'clock Saturday night. in a few moments her husband, , ho is engineer at the Forsyth Pulld- ng came in, and before seeing his life was Interviewed by a reporter. Strange Contradictions. "Yes,” said he, “Gantt had been lone three weeks and I hadn t seen nythlng of him. He was a quiet ejlow in his habits, always came ,ome early at nights and we were urprised to hear that he is suspect- d of this crime. “The first I heard of it was Mon- lax* morning u'hen my brother-in- aw, J. X. Gantt at Marietta called ne up and told me they had arrested Jantt.” "Bui (lid not you just say that the letectives were here at your house Sunday afternoon and had questioned our wife as to Gantt’s whereabouts/' rked the reporter. “Yfs," was the reply, "but my wife dd rot tell me anything about the \ tr live, being out here. "Y'-u : t e my wife lias not been well t r loni; time and she was very a.* v'uus and seared and sue did not . 3 l,. ArferttYes fooling around here and she told them a story to keep them from coming again. She admitted to me that she had falsified to them. "I heard mV wife get up at 11 o’clock and let some one in. and she told me it was Gantt.” "I thought you said that Gantt had left here three weaks ago and that you did not know anything about him.” volunteered the reporter. Sure He Came In. “Oh, no! He had been hack here four or five days. He started to California, to Los Angeles, to take a position, but didn’t get any further than Memphis. He ran Into the floods out there, got tied up and de cided to come back. “Yes, I am sure my wife got up and let him in; I was awake at the time. And I saw him Sunday morn ing too.” Mr. Terrell declared that he had just left the police station where lie had seen and talked with Gantt. “He’s just as cool as a cucum ber," said Mr. Terrell, “and he laughs at the idea of his being accused of the murder. He is just as confident of being cleared as If it was already decided.” Not Sweethearts. "Of course we believe in him. ’ said Mrs. Terrell. "He is ihnocent and he will be free just as soon as his story is told and then the officers can look for the guilty man. I do not know* whether or not he knew the little Phagan girl, but I am sure I never heard him call her name in my life He has no picture of her in his room, and if they were sweethearts I feel sure he would hav^e one.” Mr. Terrell also stated that he had never heard of Mary Phagan and that if there were any relationships between the two he knew nothing of them. “My wife did not tell me a thing about those detectives being out here Sunday," reiterated Terrell. “She was awfully scared and she did not know what she was telling them. She did not want them to come back, so she said she did not know* anything about Gantt, or where he was on Saturday night. But she told me Monday that she had misrepresent- td ih* situation just to keep them away.” Around a glowing hearth sal the family Hide, the mother and everal children. None looked at the other —their eyes were glued on the smoul dering embers, and fragments of con-’ versation, all relating to the same subject, were evidence that a day and a night had been spent thresh ing out the tragic events attending a storm that had centered Its fury about the household. The arrival of the father and husband gave new life to the group. “Of course we will tight,'' said Ter rell. “We will do everything we can to clear his name for lie is us inno cent as can be. If he were not 1 would noPlift my hand to sa\-e him.’’ Another picture of the Phagan girl in a studious pose. The child was strikingly pretty and the pictures here shown are from photographs prized hy grief-stricken rlatives in Marietta. Mary Phagan and her young aunt. Mattie Phagan, who tins one of tin girl's best friends and is heart-broken over the tragedy. # 1 Feel as Though I Could Die/ Sobs Mary Phagans Grief-Stricken Sister Among all the hearts that are bowed down in sorrow over the mur der of Mary Phagan, the 14-year- old factory child found dead in the National Pencil factory Saturday, there is none who feels the suffer ing and the anguish of the separa tion so keenly as her sister, Ollle. 18 years old, her companion since child hood. For with her it is the suffering of youth, when the rose-veil of life has been lifted to show its tragic and terrible side in all its fullness for the first time. And it is all the more pitiful for her because it is the kind of suffering that brings to one that sense of despair and a later sadness that makes the whole world seem never quite the same again, no mat ter what happens. Something of its sweetness and joy has gone out to stay. “Oh, I am so lonely without her." the young girl told a Georgian re porter as the tears fell down her face unheeded. She was at her little home on Lindsay Street. “Mary and 1 were always together and we al ways told each other everything. We slept in the same bed at night; we bad ever since we were little bit o’ kids; and we always talked after the lights were out. There wasn’t a thing that Mary wouldn’t tell me, and I would always advise her and tell her what I thought was right if little questions would come up be tween us. She was always such a good little thing, nobody could help loving her!" She clasped and unclasped her hands in front of her as though she did not know what to do, and leaned upon the bureau as if she were tired. “I Never Had But One Sister.’’ “I don’t know what I'm going to do—-1 haven’t got anybody now,” she said. "I never had but one sister, and she’s gone." Her voice choked and she could not go on for a time. When she did If was to speak of how she was in Ma rietta when the tragedy happened and how the news came home to her mother o:l Sunday morning. She hud not been home to go to the poor little body in the undertakers' parlors shortly after it was taken there. “The first mother knew of it all was a little before 5 o’clock Sunday morning." she said, her lips quiver ing. “A girl named Helen Ferguson, who lives near here and who has i telephone, was called up by Grace Hicks, the girl who identified Mary’s body. Grace told her to come right on over and tell mother what had happened. Saturday night when Mary hadn't come home they had all been worried. Mary had said she was coming right back after the parade* but didn’t show up. Then somebody remembered she had said she had heard the show at the Bijou was good-—some of the girls had told her—and she would like to go, but she wouldn’t go without she had some one to go with her. When she didn’t come home a little later they all thought maybe she had found some of the girls anyway and gone, and so Mr. Coleman, her stepfather, went downtown to bring her home. He waited until the show was over and everybody had filed out of the theater, but Mary was not with the crowd. Mr. Coleman had returned home and found Mrs. Coleman and another woman, who had stayed with her while he had gone to town, Kill up and waiting for him. Then was when they decided that Mary had met up with her*aunt from Marietta and gone home with her. She had intend ed going anyway Sunday. “But I know Mary’s safe," said Mrs. Coleman, and after a few minutes they all went to bed. The Awful News. When Helen Ferguson’s footsteps touched the front porch at 5 o’clock the sound waked her mother imme diately. “There’s Mary now!" Mrs. Coleman exclaimed as she sat up on the bed. “No, it i«n’t either,” declared Mr. Coleman. “I feel it’s news for us, and bad news." Mrs. Coleman went to the door. “Mrs. Coleman," said Miss Hender son. “did you know that Mary had been killed?” “Oh, it can’t be possible!” her moth er sobbed. “What do you mean? I don’t understand you. Tell me how. Maybe you’re mistaken—maybe it isn’t Mary." But Misf Henderson said that Miss Hicks was positive in her identifica tion. And then Mr. Coleman came out and brought her mother in the house, she was crying so, and then as quick ly as he could be dressed and went downtown to look at the body. There was no mistake. It was Mary. Her voice was pitifully like a child’s when she had finished, as she asked The Georgian reporter if he thought the man would be captured. “If they get him they ought to treat him just like he treated her." she de clared. “Oh. my poor little sister! He had no pity for her, and they oughtn’t to have any for him. Oh, God, I just feel as if 1 could die." She will attend the funeral of her sister in Marietta, going up with the family Tuesday. She was formerly employed at a downtown department Ptore, but recently gave up her posi tion. She is very pretty and attrac tive, slenderly built and resembles her sifter to some extent, it is said. No Flying on French ! Old Arctic Pioneer Border, Says Kaiser To Seek Polar Dead Hereafter Army Airmen Must Be Careful Not to Cavort Too Close to Frontier. BERLIN, April 29.—The German War Office has issued an order for bidding army officers from engaging in any official or private balloon flights that Would carry’ them near the French frontier. The German Government is deep ly chagrined by the two recent Inci dents, when German military avia tors landed in France. The French managed to turn both the Luneville and Arraneourt affairs into jokes, and it annoyed the Kaiser. MRS. BORDEN TO FIGHT FOR “KIDNAPED” CHILD NEW YORK, April 29.—Mrs. Gail Borden, mother of Ramona Borden, has arrived here from Pasadena, Cal., to formulate plans to get possession of the child who was recovered in Boston, where she now is with her father, after a mysterious disappear ance that lasted for several days. Mrs. W. .1. White was expected to arrive in Chicago to-day to tell her i husband, the millionaire ehewing- ! gum king, "why she was mixed up In I the case. Capt. Peter Bayne, 69, Survivor of Hall E»pedition, 1866-69, May Find Franklin Victims. SEATTLE, April 29.—Capt. Peter Bayne, 09, probably the last survival of Dr. Charles Hall's expedition that sought for three years, beginning in 1866, for traces of the remains of the Sir John Franklin expedition has un dertaken to complete the work he began as a young man. He has purchased the old Arct‘c schooner Duxbury and is now out fitting her for a cruise to Victoria- land, where Sir John Franklin’s body is buried in a tomb made by his own men. Bayne will sail June 1. HIGHER COST OF DRUNKS STRIKES ANNISTON, ALA. SUGGESTIVE fi PICTURES ON WALLS Pictures of Salome dancers in scanty raiment, and of chorus giris in different postures adorned the walls of the National Pencil Com pany’s plant. They had been clipped from a theatrical and prize-fighting magazine. A more melodramatic stage setting for a rendezvous' or for the commit-, ting of a murder could hardly have been obtained. The building is cut up with partitions, which allow of a person passing about from one part to another without attracting the at tention of others. While the main en trance is used in gaining entrance to the building, the first floor is vacant, this space having formerly been leased out by the National Pencil Company. A person could enter the building, descend the ladder to the cellar and not attract the attention of those above. One could likewise move from one floor to the other with out being noticed, Stygian blackness greets those who enter the cellar. Two gas jets afford a flickering, sickly light, which seems only to add to the pitchy darkness. Temptations Many. That temptations probably were laid across the path of the girls who worked in the plant was not denied by Superintendent Leo Frank. Instead he admitted that it was highly prob able. “In a plant of this size, where 170 people arc employed, and among them a large number of girls*, it is quite probable that some of them were ap proached by some of the men work ing !n the shop," said Mr. Frank. “A force of this kind is continually shift ing, and undoubtedly many low char acters have worked there. It lias been our effort to eliminate them as much as possible and the foreman have been strict in this regard, “Under the present conditions of morale in Atlanta, with the segregat ed district abolished, these low char acters undoubtedly have grown worse That our janitor was bribed to allow them in the building, while a surprise to me, is not an unbelievable sugges tion. Such fellows as these might be expected to stoop to such things." Germany’s $250,000,000 Gold. BERLIN,, April 29.—The statement of the Imperial Bank of Germany shows for Hie first time in its his tory that there is over $250,000,000 in gold in the vaults of the bank. ANNISTON, ALA., April 29.—-A beer or "red-eye" spree in AnniKon on Sunday is as expensive as cham pagne on any other day. Some time ago Recorder f'rcen an nounced that he would ruise the fine $1 every Monday morning for persons convicted of being drunk on Sunday. The price has now reached $20. Next Monday the price for plain Sunday drinks will he $31. r n r .X. John Milton Gantt, the accusatb'i of a terrible crime hanging over him, from hi» cell at police headquarters, has made to-day a complete denial of any connection with the Mary Pha gan murder in the first formal state ment to the public since his arrest in Marietta yesterday afternoon. The statement, which was given to a Georgian reporter, was said !>* Chief Beavers to be substantially tin- same as that takpn by tile police d • • partment stf nographer last night fjr the use of the city detectives. * This remarkable denial, if it is ro be given credence, sweeps away .t whole train of circumstantial evi dence that appeared most strongly to connect him with the brutal trag edy. He Is Contradicted. E. F. Holloway, timekeeper for the National Pencil Company, told a Georgian reporter that he had it from Gantt’s own lips that he had be?u out with the Phagan girl. He never even walked home wiHi the girl, he insists. Mary Pirk, one of the girls em ployed with Mary Phagan. told til- authorities that she had heard tip- girls at the factory say that Gantt was in love with Mary and waited to walk home with her frequently. Gantt declares in his statement that he was at the home of his half- sister, Mrs. P, C. Terrell^ 284 East Linden Street, the night that the murder was committed, going t he re direct ly from a pool room. A woman describing herself a3 Gantt’s half-sister, is said by the po lice to have told two plain clothes men that Gantt was not there wh -r. they went to look for him Sunday night; that he had not been there for some tim to California. Reverse Statements. To-day Mrs. Terrell reversed statement that is said to have made to the plain clothes men declared that Gantt not only there, but slept with her son. Will. Gantt's statement in full follows; “I do not deny going to the pencil factory Saturday afternoon. My pur pose In going there was to get a pair the heei and w-is of shoes I had left there when 1 quit work then* about three weeks ago. "Aft^r gating my shoes from t;M factory, 1 walked around town for a time and a*, about 7:30 in the eve.i- ing met Arthur White, who work* for the pencil company. With hi.u I went to the Globe Pool Rooms >u Broad Street, near Marietta - : “1 didn’t play, but sat down a i l watched them for several hour-, leaving there probably at 10: u** o’clock. I went to the home of niv helf-sister. Mrs. I*’. C. Terrell, 2sl East Linden Street, where I hav.» been staying and she let me in the house. Mrs. Terrell’s husband is su perintendent of the Forsyth Bui’, i- inx. » • Slept All Night. "I suppose she let me in about L! o’clock and l went directly to bed. P slept all night until Sunday morn ing. “I didn’t hear of the murder un il Sunday night when 1 went to on a young woman with whom 1 have been going. *8he is Miss Ann Chambers, of 18 Warren Place, ‘r|j went there about 8 o’clock Sundr- evening. “Her brother Phil* who works the National Pencil Company’s olan rushed into the room and said th*i a girl had been murdered in the bas rnent of the factory. He did nn know who it was. That was the very 1 ) first I heard of the crime. “I did not learn the horrible tails of the murder until 1 read tht'ii in the papers Monday morning; "1 was not trying to escape wh«u 1 went to Marietta Monday morn ing. J had bought a crop near Ma rietta and was going* up there to farm. I had made arrangemen * some time ago with my mother j ■* see her Monday and my trip th«-«. was simply to fill that engagement. Basest Sort of a Lie. ”1 would not harm any girl. lea-I of all the daughter of Mrs. Coleman. Ten years ago I knew Mrs. Coleman when she was Mrs. Phagan and lived near Marietta in < obb County. Ma was just a little girl then about four years old. From the time I knew h«-r then as little more than a toddling child until I went to work in tho pencil factory last June I never sa v • her. • 1HIJ COMING! BASS’ MAY SALE See Big Bargain Ad in Wednesday Georgian