was going to take her to Ft. Thomas.

"About two weeks ago he asked me if I would help the girl out of trouble,
and I said I would. He said she was coming here in about a week, and he
would take me to where she was shopping. Last Monday night he told me
the girl would be here that night. The next day Jackson told me the girl
was at the Indiana House, and asked me to go down there. I went with
him, and he went to her room while I waited down stairs. The next day he
told me he had an engagement with the girl at Fourth and Plum Streets,
and for me to go there and tell her he would meet her in the evening.
That is the last I ever saw of the girl."

"When did he kill her?"

"I guess he did it Friday night."

"How did he do it?"

"Well, if you will go to our room you will find a hypodermic syringe,
which I think will tell the whole story."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, he had a bottle of white stuff in the room, and I asked him what
it was. He said it was arsenic and cocaine. I asked him what he was
going to do with it, and he said he was going to give it to the girl."

"Did he give it to her?"

"Well, I guess he used the cocaine. I don't think it killed her at once,
and that she tried to fight him off when he went to cut off her head."

"Where do you think he was on the Wednesday night before the murder?"

MET THE GIRL AT WALLINGFORD'S.

"I think he went to see the girl at Wallingford's saloon. I was there,
but I did not go into the back room, where she was."

"What time did he get home that night?"

"I think it was after midnight. He came in with a valise, and I saw him
open it and say, 'You are a beaut, you are.' He thought I was asleep."

"How about Thursday night?"

"I saw him that night, and I was afraid to stay home and I went to
Heider's Hotel."

"When did he take the girl to Ft. Thomas?"

"This was on Friday night. I was in Heider's restaurant eating my supper,
and Jackson called me out and told me to go to Fountain Square and wait
with the girl until he came back. He said he would not be gone over 10
or 15 minutes. He came back, and I left them. I believe he went to the
room and got the hypodermic syringe and the poison."

"What do you think he did with the head?"

"Well, in my opinion he buried it."

"Where do you think it is buried?"

"I think it is in this neighborhood."

"What makes you think so?"

"Well, last Monday night I was standing on Ninth and Plum and Jackson
came along.