Pinkerton Report - Feb 1, 1891 - No. 1
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1891-02-04
MS020 1/17
New York Feb 4, 91.
Jos. M. Ives Esq.
257 Main St
Danbury, Conn.
Sir.
Our operative J.T. McM. further reports.
Sunday Feby 1/91
After breakfast, I went to the vicinity of White st and Maple ave. I remained here for the purpose of shadowing Frank Gaylord. I remained in this vicinity until 12:45 p.m. but did not see him. I returned to the Hotel.
At 3 p.m. I again went to the vicinity to watch for him. I found that I was attracting too much attention from the gangs that hang about the R.R. crossing.
At 4:30 p.m. I returned to the Hotel concluding that I could not work to any advantage on Sunday in this vicinity.
At 8:30 p.m. I went to station in answer to telephone from Waggoner. I saw that David McCready was on
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the black board as “drunk”. I asked Waggoner if I could see McCready. He then brought him out. McCready claimed not to know me, but at last acknowledged to have remembered me in State Prison.
It is said, that there is one very peculiar thing about Dan, and that is that, the sound of a fire bell, or the sight of a fire will make him almost wild, that when he hears a fire bell, he will yell and scream with delight It is a well known fact that he burned Mr. Barnum’s barn about 12 years ago, during the time he was at Wethersfield, he was transferred to Middletown Insane Asylum. An incident has taken place within the past forty eight hours, that may be the means of clearing up the matter of the “stranger” at the south end of the town.
There is a man here named Michael McMahon, living alone in a room over Morris Meyer’s cigar store. He is crazy to some degree, has no friends but has a fancied wrong against James McNiff, saloon keeper cor of Turner & Main sts, but living at No 9 Whitock st, McNiff is the brother-in-law of McMahon. On Satruday night, when I returned to the Hotel, I was told by Mike the porter that there was a man sitting on the front stoop with a revolver waiting for McNiff to come out, as he intended to
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shoot McNiff. I went out to look at the man and saw that he was a middle aged man, full beard, soft hat, and greyish coat. He had his revolver in his hand, he was talking to two men, they prevailed upon him to come into the hotel where they took from him a large size American Bull dog revolver, and got him into a room. I did not think anything more of the incident until this evening, when in conversation with Waggoner, he said that the man was a dangerous man. he had already shot at one man, and would at McNiff, if he got a good chance, that McNiff owned some property out near Manion’s house, and that it may have been McMahon that put the oil on Petitt steps having mistaken in the house, that McMahon was a man that wandered about nights looking after women, in some respects he answers the description of the strange man at South end.
Tomorrow I will look further into the history, and doings of the Gaylord family.
Yours Resp[]
Pinkertons Nat. Dect Agy
Robt. A. Pinkerton
Genl Supt Ediv.
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Pinkerton Report - Feb 2, 1891
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1891-02-04
MS020 1/18
New York Feb 4, 91.
Jos. M. Ives Esq.
257 Main St
Danbury, Conn.
Sir.
Our operative J.T. McM. further reports.
Monday Feby 2/91
Today in Danbury.
After breakfast, I went to the vicinity of Maple ave and White st where I began watch for Frank Gaylord. I had not up till 10:30 a.m. seen him.
I went to Bartley’s Court where I went to rooms occupied by his mother. I rapped quite a number of times, but got no answer.
I then came up town and re3mained about the vicinity of Ives and White sts and Main & White sts but did not see the young man.
I met Mr. Porter; he spoke to me about Mike McMahon. He said in his opinion that Mike was the man that had been seen at the South end. This is also the
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opinion of Sergt Waggoner, and Granvill Holmes.
I returned to the Hotel, and had dinner, after which, I went out by Division st. cars to end of road, and from there walked to the switch on the New England R.R. At entrance to the Fair Grounds, just at end of deep cut through rocks near crossing, is a switch one half mile further in, is another at end of siding. I saw that lamps were still unlit, back of the first switch were the remains of a bonfire in a crevice of the rocks. I waited at crossing until just dusk, but saw no person come to light switch lights. I then started down the track, and walked all the way into depot but did not see Gaylord during my entire walk.
I met Mr. Bartram at the crossing and asked him if Gaylord had yet gone up the track. He said he had not seem him today, and that it was time for him to get more oil, that he would have to get it tomorrow. I told Bartram not to say any thing to Gaylord, but let him go, just as he had previously, so that he would not suspect that he was watched. Mr. Bartram said that he and Supervisor Hogan had long ago spoken of the possibility of Gaylord being the party that had set these fires.
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they had no proof, but from the general character of the boy. His father who works for Meeker the feed man is so far as known, a hard working man, likewise honest. I remained with Bartram until 6:10 p.m. but did not see Gaylord.
I went to Hotel, had supper, and then went up street again, and stood at cor of maple ave and White st until 10:05 p.m. but did not see Gaylord.
Yours Resp[]
Pinkertons Nat. Dect Agy
Robt. A. Pinkerton
Genl Supt Ediv.
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Pinkerton Report - Feb 2, 1891
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1891-02-05
MS020, 1/19
New York Feb 5, 91.
Jos. M. Ives Esq.
257 Main St
Danbury, Conn.
Sir.
Our operative J.T. McM. further reports.
Monday Feby 2/91
Today in Danbury.
At 7 a.m. I arose and had breakfast. After breakfast, I received a telephone call from Mr. James Porter asking me to come at once to his store. I at once left the Hotel and proceeded by horse car to Porter’s store, where I met him. He told me that a man had been arrested and that oil and matches had been found at Beers lumber yard on Main st. I went at once to the lumber yard, which is situated just at the New England R.R. crossing on Main st. The yard consists of a long shed through the center of which runs a track for the use of Beers to load and unload lumber. The lower end of yard is devoted
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to coal. The sides of the shed are open. The shed runs East and West, on the South side of shed are piled matched flooring boards. They were not piled solid, but at different points, there were spaces where some of the lumber had been taken out, in one of these spaces about midway down the shed, and facing the main track of the New England track, my attention was called to stains on the boards. I rubbed my hands on the boards, and then smelled them and at once saw that it was kerosene oil. The oil had been poured upon the boards, and thrown up on the sides of the piles of lumber near by, about two feet further or nearer the street, the oil was used in the same way. On getting up on to the lumber, I saw that the oil had been used there also. After looking over the lumber, I took a car and went to station house with Mr. Porter. I went at once into the prison where I saw Mayor Hopkins and several men questioning a man who stood in their midst. I at once recognized him as a man that I saw in Johnsonville, New York, last Fall. He was there in shee[] an heotie and on a drunk. I asked that time if he belonged there, and was told that he did not.
I did not enter into the questioning
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only after they got through. I turned to the man, and asked him when he left Johnsonville. He said, “Young fellow, I guess you are mistaken. I do not know such a place, and was never there.” I said no more, but came out, and went up to the Mayor’s office.
I told the Mayor that I wanted to get statements from the men that found this man. The mayor said he would send for the men. After this I went to Ronans saloon on Keeler st. I described the man that was arrested, and asked if such a man had been in. He said that yesterday, at about 11 a.m., that man came in, drank beer, and spent twenty five cents, left there at 12 noon, came back at 2 p.m. but was so intoxicated that they would not give him any thing, came in again at 4 p.m., was quite drunk, would not sell him any thing, did not see him again. While he was in here, he made enquiry for a blacksmith shop. I then returned to the Mayor’s office, but the men had not yet arrived.
I went to telegraph office where I sent dispatch to agency stating that “Stranger arrested last night. Oil and matches found. Am making investigation, will advise you later.”
I returned to the Mayor’s office where
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I met Vergil E. Barnum and Frederich Bevans. I had them make statements to me in the presence of Mayor Hopkins, James Porter, Morris Meyers and Arthur H. Averill, prosecuting attorney for the City of Danbury.
One word in regard to Vergil Barnum, he is a man worth about $75,000. He has not got the greatest respect of all the citizens of Danbury, and some think that he is not over and above doing the very act that he wishes the public to think this man done, for the sake of the name of catching the man and the $3,000 reward.
Bevans is a poor man that has worked for Barnum in times past and who has been arrested for stealing a watch, but was let off by returning the stolen property. The entire affair has caused a quiet laugh throughout the city today.
I finished statements at about 12 noon. I then went with Mr. Averill to lumber yard to show him the place that oil was found.
I also met Silas Mead; he claimed to me to have found a bottle in which was found a small quantity of kerosene oil. That bottle is now in the possession of Mayor Hopkins. Silas Mead then made a statement.
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After dinner I saw prosecuting attorney at Kings eating house, No. 50 White st. He is not at all backward in saying that he doubts the story of Barnum and Bevans.
I went to the Mayors office where I wrote out the statements of Barnum and Bevans. When I had them finished I told the Mayor to send for Mr. Barnum and Bevans. On their arrival, I read the statements to them, after which they took oath to them, before George Wakeman, [] of Sup. Court.
I went to McLeans dry goods store where I saw Mr. parker, and asked him to come to station house with me. He came over, I told him a man was locked up, that I wanted him to see, and seeif he could recognize as having seen before. I then took him into the prison part, and going to this man’s cell, called him to the door, with the light full on his face, had him in conversation for about five minutes, Mr. Parker stood behind me. After giving Parker chance enough to view the man, I came out locking the door, had conversation with Parker, he said he could not tell if that was the man or not, all he could say was, that this man was about the same build of the man that he saw the night of Manion’s fire, that he
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said, is all I can say.
I then told him that I would bring his daughter up to see him, and see if she could identify him. He said he would let her come.
I then saw the mayor in regard to the matches. He said he was informed of the attempt early this morning. He went at once to the lumber yard and got the two partly burned matches and they are now in his possession. He showed them to me, they are almost burned up, but enough are left to show that they were the grooved match which is the style of the parlor match, such as found on Manion’s house steps.
The mayor does not know what to think of this man James Preston, the matches found in his pocket this morning when searched, were all of the black head, round match; no parlor matches were found.
I will get full statement from mayor in the morning, as the mayor was about to go home.
I then went into prison where I had a talk with James Preston, the man arrested for this attempt. He is a wild looking fellow, this look being no doubt the effect of the long spree that he has been on. He is about 5 feet 10 inches in height, slim build, black mustache
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rather long, weight about 170 pounds, dark hear, wears cap, medium length dark coat, somewhat worn, dark pants. He is getting over his drunk and begins to see the fix that he is in. I questioned him, he did not seem to want to talk much, but sticks to it that he was not intending to set any fire, nor did he make any attempt.
I went into Sergt Waggoners office and got statement from him.
Yours Resp[]
Pinkertons Nat. Dect Agy
Robt. A. Pinkerton
Genl Supt Ediv.
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Pinkerton Report - Jan 13-14, 1891 - typed transcription
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Jan 13, 1891
MS020 1/3
Jos. M. Ives, Esq.,
257 Main Street, Danbury, Conn.,
Sir:
Our Operative J.T. McM. Further reports as follows, relative to the fires in Danbury, Conn.:
Tuesday, Jan. 13, 1891.
“To-day in Danbury. After breakfast, I started out to call at the office of Osborn Bros., lumber dealers. On the way to the yard, I met Granville Holmes, who suggested that and inquiry be made regarding “Whiskey Davis”. We both, then, made inquiry at different places and at last learned from policeman Bradley that Davis was in town on Saturday night but has not been seen since. Bradley said he would learn to-day, if possible, whether he had left, or was still in the city.
I called at the office of Osborn Brothers, on White Street, near the scene of the late fire. I met Mr. Chester C. Osborn, one of the members of the firm. I explained my business to him and he at once took me into the yard and showed me the grounds and site of the burned buildings. After examining the grounds, we returned to the office and Mr. Osborn made the following statement:
“The fire took place on the evening of Saturday, Dec. 20, 1890, at about 10:30 pm. Just who discovered it, I do not know, but heard it was discovered by a man who happened to be passing at the time.
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Dr. Rider, a dentist on Main Street, was on of the first to get here. He was walking through White Street. The buildings that were destroyed were the regulation lumber sheds, open in front with slanting roof, a platform running the entire length of each, half way up, so that lumber could be put away. A bridge across from the platforms, at both ends enabled a man to go from each shed without going on the ground. The buildings were two stories high, running north and south. Dr. Rider said that when he reached there he saw a distinct fire, like a barn fire, at the north end of the upper story and a train of fire from there to the bridge at the south end of shed, to another spot of fire like a barn fire, the train of fire continuing around the bridge to the west shed, to another large blaze, which to Dr. Rider looked like a blaze from oil. We have not employed any night watchmen for some time. We did not employ one when so many fires took place, two years ago. I have my own opinion as to who can be the originator of these fires and that is Stevens, Hack and a man named Horatio Brown. In regard to Carlton Hack, at the time of the Anderson fire in Ives’ court, Fred Olmstead saw a man running away and he said he was positive it was Carlton Hack. Freight Agent Burr, of the Housatonic R.R., will tell you of three men he saw standing in front of the yard and talking about the sheds. There is a very singular incident connected with the fires and that is, that a man named John Ray was here about two years ago, during the time of the fires and he was suspected of them, but left the city and went to Norwalk, where fires at once became frequent. I understand that he is back here not, but cannot get any definite information as to whether he is or not. Hack is
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in this city and has a lame foot, which he claims is burned. The loss to us, is, as near as we can judge, about $28,000. It is evident that a crude oil was used, for it was seen on the ground, in the gangway between the sheds. This oil was evidently obtained from an oil car, which stood at the further end of the yard. That it was a deliberate act to destroy my property, I have not the slightest doubt.”
At the close of the interview, it was 12:15p.m. and I returned to the hotel, first meeting Mr. Holmes at Dow’s saloon.
At 1:45 p.m. I called on Dr. Rider, dentist on Main Street and made inquiry of him regarding the fire at Osborne Bros. He said:
“At about 10 p.m. on that evening I heard the alarm of ire sounded. I was on White Street near the Wooster House. I ran down to the yard of Osborne Brothers. There were quite a number in the yard when I reached there. I saw a large fire at the north end of shed, in the second story and a trail of fire to the south end of shed, to another large fire over the south bridge, to a large fire in the south end of west shed. It was my opinion that the trail of fire was caused by oil but I could not smell any oil. I helped save the books and papers in the office. I cannot recall any persons I saw that night at the fire. I did not see Stevens that night. It is my opinion that the fire was set. I took particular notice of the trail of fire from one end to the other.” As this was all the information I could obtain from Rider, I called on freight agent Burr. He was busy and could not see me until 4 p.m. At the latter time I again called on him and he made the following statement regarding the fire:
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“I have been employed here only since November, 1890. I think it was two days before the fire, and some time in the afternoon, that I left my office to go up White Street. As I left the yard, I saw three men standing on the side walk, facing the gangway between the two sheds. The best description I ca[n] give of them is as follows:
No. 1 – About 35 years of age, 5 ft. 10 ins., stout build, dark complexion and dark mustache, wore derby hat and kind of gray over coat, a little stoop shouldered.
No. 2 – About 40 years of age, the same height as No. 1, slim build and mustache slightly gray, wore dark suit and hat.
No. 3 – About 25 years of age, wore dark suit, had no beard. I cannot give any real description of this man. The first man I could identify were I to see him again, but I do not think that I could identify the others. They were in earnest conversation and the stout man was pointing toward the east shed and as I passed, I heard him say, “Right there (pointing) and there.” I at first thought that something was the matter in the yard so I glanced through the gangway and then passed on, as I saw nothing. I did not go to the fire, in fact, I did not know of it until Sunday morning. On Sunday afternoon when reviewing the matter, the memory of those three men recurred to my mind and I told Mr. Osborne of it. IO am unacqua[i]nted in Danbury and these three men were strangers to me but I am sure I could pick out the stout man were I to see him again.” Mr. Burr and I then went out into the yard and going to the rear end, he showed me where the oil car stood. It was at the end of the lumber yard. It was received on Dec. 4th and taken away on Dec. 24th. Mr. Burr said that he would at
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any time in the evening visit the different places in the city, to see if he could pick out his man with me. Mr. Burr lives at 144 Main Street. The description given of the first man is a duplicate of that of Howard Stevens, the second is part of that of Lobdell and the third is uncertain.
I called again on Mr. Osborne and he said that on Friday evening before the fire, he saw Capt. Keating going through the yard several times. Finally, he came to the office and asked, “Do you keep a night watchman?” Mr. Osborne said, “I was surprised at that as he knew we did not keep one and I told him “No.” He then paid a little bill that he owed and left. On the Monday after the fire, I met Capt. Keating on the street and he asked, “Do you remember what I asked you?” This has ever since kept me thinking. The first time that I saw Hack since the fire, was on Jan 10th, near the Wooster House. He acted as if he did not want to see me and kept looking away from me.”
I remained with Mr. Osborne until 5:10 p.m. when I went to the Wooster House and saw Mr. Holmes and went with him to Dowd’s saloon, where he entered the private room and had several drinks. He said that he and the committee wanted me to be at the special session of the Councilmen to-night at 8 o’clock, as all the members of the fire department had sent in their resignations and they were to be acted upon and without doubt there would be many of the firemen present and they wanted to designate some of them to me, also, that it would be a good night for a fire and Stevens would no doubt be in. I remained with Mr. Holmes until 5:55 p.m., when I went to the hotel and had supper.
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At 7:30 pm. I was at the City Hall, where I met Mayor Hopkins, Councilman McPhelemy, Mr. Holmes and the fire commissioners, also the special committee on the late fires. At 8 p.m., the meeting was called to order by Mayor Hopkins. The object of the meeting was to act on the resignation of the entire fire department, with the exception of two members. It seems that the Councilmen had granted an increase of pay to the members some time ago but the Aldermen could not concur with the lower body, thus killing the act of the Councilmen. The men asked for a uniform salary of $200 for bunkers and $75 for call men per year. There appeared to be a divided feeling as to how to act. Some desired to accept the resignations and to reconstruct the entire department, while others thought to grant the request. After considerable discussion it was voted to ask the members of the department to continue for one month longer and then give the Alderman and Councilmen a chance to act on the question and arrive at some kind of a conclusion. The call men now get $25.00 per year, or as they term it, $.07 per day. They are willing to do anything for the city to save it from disaster, free, but if they are to be known as a paid department, they want a sum suitable for the work performed. From inquiry made, it appears that the masses think that the firemen are just in their demands, but do not like what is here termed a “strike” on the part of the department. Chief Meyers was an interested spectator during the entire proceedings. The resignations were to take effect on Jan. 16th. It was stated by Councilman McPhelemy that he was sure the members would wait for the month asked of them. The outcome of this undoubtedly will be that the advance will be granted but many
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of the old members will be dropped, by first accepting the resignation then granting the increase and then making appointment of such members of the present force, as will be thought best. The meeting lasted until 9 p.m.. None of the firemen were present but Chief Meyers. Word was sent to Mr. Holmes, Mr. Porter and myself that Stevens had not come to town as was expected. I then returned to the hotel.
So far, there are good grounds for suspecting Stevens in regard to the Osborne fire. First, he has an appointment with Holmes on Saturday night, when Holmes is given to understand that Stevens is to divulge the names of any that are engaged in the business. He fails to keep that engagement and a fire occurs that very night. On Sunday, at 10:30 a.m., when Mr. Holmes drives out to Stevens’ place, Stevens speaks of two fires, as news obtained from news-boy, when he could have only got news of one, if he had stayed at home, as he claims was the case. Then, again, he contradicts himself as to who his company was that night. Again, Sherwood, the market man, at No. 81 White Street and Ed Hews, his book-keeper, claim to have seen Stevens walking away from the fire just at the time when it was discovered. Again, the description given by the freight agent (Burr) at the Housatonic Railroad depot, of the man he saw in company with two other men, two days before the fire, at the gangway leading to the lumber yard and who was pointing to the shed where the fire was set, is enough to justify a most rigid examination of him.
As to the fire at Lyon’s barn, “Whiskey” Davis, if he is ever found, may with a little pressure, tell all that he knows and if he does, may be able to explain where and how he got the cow manure on
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his clothes. The person who set the Osborne fire is the person who set the others.
There is but one solution to these fires and that is an attempt to show up the inability of the present fire department to cope with fires.
It has been at the request of the parties in charge of this matter that I have refrained from questioning any of the suspects, but by so doing they may be able to get from them some clue. I suggest that each be interviewed and get them to explain some facts that as they stand now, do not place them in a good light.”
Wednesday, Jan. 14, 1891.
“I left on the 7:36 a.m. train for New York where I received instructions to obtain statements from some of the more respectable members of the fire department and the police department. I left New York on the 1 p.m. train and arrived in Danbury at 3:45 p.m. I met Mr. Porter at the depot and he told me to go to Hurd’s saloon as Stevens was there. I entered the saloon and had a drink. Stevens had just arrived in town and was about to go out to his mother’s house. While I was standing at the bar with Mr. Porter, Stevens came up and stood near us. We all treated. I did not care to spend much time with him and left and went to Morris Meyer’s cigar store. Mr. Meyers was not in and I left word to have him call at the Turner House this evening. I returned to the hotel where I waited until 8:30 p.m. but
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as Mr. Meyers had not made his appearance up to that time I went about town again. I saw Meyers in his store but as there was a crowd in there I did not enter. At Hurd’s saloon I met Mr. Holmes and Mr. Porter. They informed me that Carlton Hack was on Ives Street at the present time and in an intoxicated condition and it might be a good time to see him. I went immediately to Ives Street, where I looked into the saloons but saw nothing of Hack. I visited McPhelemy’s saloon on White Street and had been there but a short time when Morris Meyers entered with a crowd of men. They all treated. The entire conversation was on the management of firemen at fires. could not find an opportunity to make an appointment with Meyers without attracting attention.
I returned to my hotel at 11p.m. To-morrow at 8 a.m. I shall call on Mr. Meyers at his store and obtain a statement from him there.”
Yours Respectfully,
Pinkerton’s Nat’l Det. Agency.
Robt. A. Pinkerton
Gen’l Supt. East. Div.
Pinkerton Report - Jan 15, 1891
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1891-01-17
MS020 1/6
New York Jan. 17.91.
Jos. M. Ives. Esq.
259 Main St.
Danbury. Conn.
Sir.
Our operative J.I.McM. further reports.
Thursday Jan 15, 1891
To-day in Danbury
After breakfast, I called at the office of Mayor Hopkins, but did not find him, he not having yet arrived. I wanted to see him before I called on Morris Meyers Chief of the Fire Dep’t. It was 9.45am when I met Mayor Hopkins. I told him that I desired that he fix it with Mr. Meyers so that Meyers would have no hesitation ingiving me a plan straightforward statement as regard the members of the Fire Dep’t and to any trouble or feeling that there may be in connection with the present salary received. The Mayor then in reference to Stevens said that Steves late yesterday made some very violent
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threats against Mr. Meyers, and the Dep’t to a Mr. V.E. Barnum of 404 Main St the Mayor is of the opinion that Stevens is insane on this subject and gave various reasons for thinking so. I then went with the Mayor to meet Cap’t Keating to arrange for a talk with him, the Cap’t. was not in his office at the time but we saw Mr. Meyers out on the street and the mayor called him in. I was introduced to Mr. Meyers and made arrangements to meet him at the Turner House at 1:30 p.m. today. The mayor brought in Cap’t. Keating of the Police Dep’t. and introduced him to me. He said he would at any time during the day give me any information in his power. He left and returned to his office. I went to store of J.M. Ives where I got a small map of the city that will serve for the purpose of showing location of fires. I returned to the hotel to be ready to meet Mr. Meyers after diner. At 3 p.m. Mr. Meyers came, his delay being caused by a slight fire on Liberty St. caused by a servant girl smoking a pipe. I told Mr. Meyers I wanted him to give me full and impartial account of the fire dep’t and also of its troubles and its individual members, also any suspicions that he might have as to the authorship to the origin of the late fires. I took his statement up ‘till 5 p.m. when he had
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to discontinue to go to the Engine House, but will continue at any time that I wish him to do so. I left the Hotel with him and walked up town with him where I learned that the Engine on going to fire at noon overturned at the cor. of White and Ives St.s and was badly damaged and the driver hurt. I went as far as post office and then returned to Hotel and had supper. I met Mayor Hopkins; he has great confidence in Morris Meyers’ word and places great weight in what he says.
I was informed by Granville Holmes tonight that there was a report that he cannot place. That there was an attempt last night to fire some houses on Ives Court, but he could not get any confirmation to the rumor.
Yours Resp’y,
Pinkertons Nat. Dect. Agy.
Robt. A Pinkerton Genl. Supt. E. Div.
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Pinkerton Report - Jan 16, 1891
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1891-01-19
MS020 1/7
New York Jany 19, 91
Jos. M. Ives Esq
257 Main Street
Danbury, Conn.
Sir,
Our Operative J.T. McM further reports.
Friday Jany 16, 91
Today in Danbury,
At 9 am I went to the office of the Cap’t of Police Michael Keating. I had to wait some time so that I could have an uninterrupted talk with him but as soon as he was finished his talk, he had locked the door to his office. I told him I wanted a statement from him regarding the fire, what suspicion he had, and what he knew personally, regarding the reputation of the individual members of the present Fire Dept and those of the Kohanza Social Club.
I remained with Cap’t Keating until 11:50 am, when I went to the Hotel. First agreeing to meet Cap’t Keating at 2 pm as he said he wanted to take and show
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me several portions of the fire district and to explain his idea of the fire. I returned to Turner House to dinner, after which I made out statement of Cap’t Keating up to time that I left him.
At 2 pm, I returned to Police station, and met Serg’t Waggoner who introduced me to a lawyer, who chanced to be sitting in the Cap’t’s office, but introduced me under some other name than my own. After the man had left, I told the Serg’t that it was foolish to introduce under any other name than my own, for if the Cap’t had come in and called me McManus thus it would show me up in a very poor light. Serg’t Waggoner seemed surprised to know that I had met the Captain, and acted as if he did not like it.
The real fact of the matter is, in all the departments so far as I have been brought in contact with them a petty jealousy exists, each member of the various departments wants to be the real one, in the Poilce and Fire department. This spirit is a self-evident fact, that I think the special committee in charge of this matter have by this time fully realized. I questioned Waggoner as to what the result would be of tonights meeting of the members of the Fire dept. in connection with their resignations. Waggoner said he did not know, but hoped that they
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would stay a month longer. I suggested that the best course for the city to do would be to accept the entire batch of resignations, re-organize the entire force on a different basis, throw out al objectionable persons, take in only those that are known to be reliable men irrespective of party, put them under living wages, under rules to be lived up to, have the Engine house for the sole use of Firemen, and not an annex for Dillon’s, Madden’s, Dougherty’s, Terrell’s, and Bartley’s saloons. If good men can be found in the Kohanza Social Club, take them. That a department could be had that might be an ornament to the city, and that old feeling of hatred would be wiped out that has and is now existing between the Kohanza Club and the Fire Dept. Waggoner did not say that he fully agreed with me on that subject, he wanted to know what the Cap’t had told me, but I threw him off, and told him that I got no information from the Cap’t.
At 2:30 pm, the Cap’t returned and with him I went out. He wanted to point out different places. We left and went out West to Deerhill Ave, to River St. At the corner Cap’t Keating pointed out to me a man going out Elm St; he said his name was Dan McCreedy who I am positive I recognized as a man that worked in Shop No. 5 at Conn State Prison
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some six or eight years ago. What his crime was now I am not positive of. Captain Keating told me that this man had been mentioned as a possible “fire bug.” I noticed that McCreedy, after I had passed, got behind a fence to watch me. Cap’t Keating and I continued over to the site of Green + Beebe Shop and looked at ruins, and Cap’t pointed out spot that the fire was set. If the Cap’t is right the person evidently came to shop from and left by railroad as places were fired not from Maple Ave. side but from the R.R. side. From there we went to Osborn Yard and went through that place. I got no further additional information; we continued through back of the building on Main St. in Fire district and back to the office where we arrived at 5 pm where I met Officer Bradley and got statement from him.
At 5:15 pm I left office with Officer Bradley and went to Mead’s saloon next to Wooster House where we had two drinks of hot whiskey and cigars. I went to the house of John Ellwood but did not find him. I returned to Wooster House where I sent a note to Ellwood by telegraph asking him to meet me at my room, No. 55 Turner House, this evening between 7 + 8pm. I returned to Hotel and after supper went to my room. At 7:30pm John H. Ellwood came to my room and I received him.
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I told him I wanted to make some enquiry of him regarding the late fires and fire department. He said he was willing to give them. I then ordered 2 bottles of Lager to be brought to my room. I was not struck with his appearance while he was in my room. He appeared ill at ease and was quite pale when talking until I got him talking about Morris Meyers. He then got quite flushed and seemed excited; he all the time spoke in a very slow manner seeming to weigh his words; he made a statement; he remained with me until 9:40 pm. When I had got enough, we went down stairs where I ordered 2 more bottles of lager. After he left, it was too late for me to go down town, so I called up by telephone the Police Station to find out what action the Firemen had taken tonight at their meeting. I could not get telephone to work, but in 20 minutes Serg’t Waggoner came to Hotel to see me. He said he had not got any word from the meeting as to how they had acted. He said that Ellwood had come into station just before he came to see me and said that some Gentleman at the Turner House wanted to see him, but he did not know what for. He further said that Ellwood was in some trouble of some kind, for just after he (Ellwood) left the office two women
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came in very much excited and inquired for Ellwood, not finding him. After they had left a man (the husband of one of the women) came in and inquired for Ellwood. He was quite mad and excited and wanted to see Ellwood. Not finding him he left vowing vengeance on Ellwood. I questioned Waggoner as to who he would believe, Ellwood or Meyers, he said Ellwood. He and I remained in parlor and had bottle of lager and a cigar until 10:50 pm, when he left and I went to my room.
Yours Resp’y
Pinkertons Nat Det Agy
Robert A. Pinkerton
Genl Supr [Exec]
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Pinkerton Report - Jan 16, 1891
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Jan 22, 1891
MS020 1/9
New York Jan 22, 91
Jos. M. Ives Esq.
257 Main St.
Danbury, Conn.
Sir,
Our operative J.T. McM. further reports.
Friday Jan 16, 91
Today in Danbury.
When Ellwood called at my room at 7:30 pm he was in a very uneasy frame of mind, at least he gave outside evidence of it, he could not keep still in his chair and kept hitching about. The color would come and go from his face, but generally very pale. To get him to feel at home I have him to understand that I had not heard his name mentioned in connection with the late fires and after that he acted better.
In all his talk he most plainly showed his bitter hatred of Morris Meyers. He evidently looks forward to the city disbanding the present department and he getting the “Chiefship.” He has an object
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in making Meyers appear as small and incapable as possible of management of fires. The total (almost) destruction of property as of late when it seemed almost needless has been to Ellwood a point that brings him so much nearer his cherished aim. In the story told by Meyers, and the story told by Ellwood, there are statements that clash – in such parts of the story as relates to the election of chief and their trouble. Meyers, I think, will be believed before Ellwood.
Can it be that Ellwood would go to such extreme ends to gain his point, as to be the author or instigator of these fires? I have just received the information that the Fire Dep’t has agreed to wait the one month to give the Council time to act on their request for larger salary.
Yours Resp’y,
Pinkertons Nat. Dect. Agy.
Robt. A. Pinkerton
Genl. Supt. E. Div.
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Pinkerton Report - Jan 17-19, 1891
81/2 x 14"
Jan 21, 1891
MS020 1/8
New York Jan 21, 91
Jos. M. Ives, Esq.
257 Main St.
Danbury Conn.
Sir,
Our operative J.T. McM further reports.
Saturday Jan 17, 91
Today in Danbury.
I went to the Mayor’s office to learn the result of last night’s meeting of the Firemen on the question if they would accept the month asked by Fire Commissioners before which the question of a raise of salary could be settled. I did not see Mayor. I went to see Fire Commissioner McPhelemy at his place on White St. near Ives. I questioned him regarding the meeting and he said that the meeting had agreed to grant what the Firemen had requested. He had no doubt but that the salary would in that time be raised to a proper limit. I then had talk with him for over half an hour regarding information obtained
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and the probable result of the investigation. He said that it was true that there was a bitter feeling shown towards Mr. Meyers; he believes Mr. Meyers to be a man fully capable of performing his duties as Chief of Police. Before leaving Mr. McPhelemy’s place I had a glass of lager and cigar. I went to Police station to see Cap’t Keating to make an engagement to see a young man named Bert Cotrell that he said could give me some information. Cap’t Keating told me to be at the office at 2 pm and would meet me. It then being 12:30pm I went to the Hotel where I had dinner and changed my clothes, I having got quite wet during the storm in the morning. At 2 pm I returned to Cap’t Keating’s office and waited until 2:30 pm, but he did not come. I then went to telegraph office and sent message to Agency, stating “I cannot on account of engagement get away today, will leave tomorrow, answer.” I again went to Cap’t Keating’s office and met him, and then in company with him went to the residence of Bert Cotrell on River St. near White and Rundlet’s Shop. I met Mr. Cotrell, he is a young man about 20 years of age, quiet looking and lives with his parents who formerly lived on Ives St. next to Dillon’s place. He made a statement. He, in fact, knows nothing. I remained at the house with Cap’t Keating
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Until 5:15 pm when I left and went as far as Leley’s Saloon on Elm St near Main St.; here the Cap’t said I might get a spot on some of the men suspected. I went in and went to the bar where I had a cigar. At the time there was only the bartender and an old man in the place; none of them, the Cap’t said, were, but such as were known to be straight. I returned to Police Station with Cap’t who said he would go with me during the evening to Boliver Murry’s house on Main St. A man who was noticed going down Maple Ave. just before the fire at Reed and Beebe’s. I then returned to the Hotel, where I found the following telegram, “come in Monday with reports made out. Meyers statement is not full enough. See him at once. I want all he knows or suspects.”
After supper I went to Police station to meet Cap’t Keating, but did not find him. Not waiting for him, I went to New England R.R. depot. I made enquiry for Engineer or Fireman named Jennings. I could not find that there was any such person. I went to [Hura’s] Saloon where I met Porter and had a drink with him. I inquired if Stevens was in town. Porter said it had not yet been reported that he was, and that he did not think that he was. At 9:30 pm I returned to Hotel.
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Sunday Jan 18, 91
After breakfast I waited for Morris Meyers, I having requested him to come to the Hotel this morning. At 9:30 am Mr. Meyers came and remained with me until 12:20 pm. I told him I wanted him to tell me all he knew about the fires that had taken place and any suspicions, and the cause of such suspicions, with names and all circumstances.
He then made another statement; much of his time was taken up in repeating what he had previously told me. I had great trouble in getting out of him what he told me regarding Taylor and Reinheart; it struck me as if he was wanting to keep his suspicions regarding Taylor and Reinhart to himself and to work out that end. He also wished to impress me with the fact several times that he thought we had reached the end of the fires. Now that he had become friends with the Kohanza Social Club, he stated that the entire manner of the members had changed. I asked Mr. Meyers to have a bottle of Lager that I had in my room but he declined. I have seen him drink several times. After he left I went to dinner. At 2 pm, I met Cap’t Keating who came to the Hotel. He said this evening “I will bring you to a young man named Boliver Murry who lives just
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below the Hotel, and see if he can give us any information.” Cap’t said he had made enquiry of all that he could think of and had special watch put on some but he was still in the dark. I went to my room where I wrote out statement of Meyers. At 6pm went to supper. At 7pm I met Cap’t Keating and went to residence of Boliver Murry on Main St., a few houses from Hotel, on other side of street, but upon enquiry found that he was out. I then left with the Captain and after walking down for some time found Murry standing with several companions on South St. near Main. He is a young man about 28 years of age and what I should call a confirmed drinker. Upon questioning him he said that he had been drinking that evening and came to Osborns fire long after it had started and was standing at New England House when the fire started at Green and Beebe’s and he with the crowd ran down to it. Here at this fire he worked in laying hose. He did not know who could have done it, knows that he was not around there that night previous to the fire. I saw it was no use to spend time with this man, so leaving the Cap’t I went to Police station where I met Serg’t Waggoner. I questioned him regarding young Taylor and Reinhart. He said they both were perfect devils and would
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not hesitate to do anything no matter what it is. Both were hard drinkers, and both had hard names. Taylor lived on Balmforth Ave and Reinhart on White St. somewhere near No. 79.
Waggoner said he would not be surprised to learn that either or both of them were engaged in the business, but that he would stick to his first opinion and that was that Howard Stevens knew who it was that was engaged in the business and that John H. Ellwood could, if he wished, put his finger in the man. He would still continue to keep trace of Stevens and Ellwood until he was positive that he was wrong, yet he firmly delivers that he was right and as I had spoken of Taylor’s name he would also keep good watch of him.
Waggoner had questioned and made enquiries of Lobdell and Hack and had found that they knew nothing and that it was time wasted to spend talking with them.
“This Department has done,” said Waggoner, “all that it possibly can to get at the bottom of this affair. We have got friends on the inside of crowd at Engine at Social Club, who report to us every move made. Yet we fail to get anything on which to base any suspicion that will
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hold. Stevens is an inveterate liar and I do not think can tell the truth, yet he is cunning.
Monday Jan 19, 91
After Breakfast, I called at Mr. Ives store, then took the 9:05am train for New York, arriving at 11:25am. Reported at Agency, and received further instructions from Asst. Supt. Loader.
At 4:01pm, left New York arriving at Danbury, Conn. At 5:55pm and went to Turner House.
At 7:45pm I had telephone from Police Station. I went out and met Sergt Waggoner and he asked me to get into sleigh. He told me that a house had been robbed, Lady assaulted, bucked and gagged, and man got away. I did not go with the Serg’t as this was out of my line, but returned to Hotel. I did not make any inquiry tonight wishing to start in early tomorrow morning.
At 12pm I got telephone from station that an attempt had been made to fire Mr. Marrion’s house on Grand St. but was unsuccessful, that a special man had been put out there to watch the house. Also that Howard Stevens was in town tonight. It was too late to go out to make investigation, and too dark to accomplish anything.
Yours Resp
Pinkertons Nat. Det. Agy.
Robert A. Pinkerton
Exec. Sup. [Ensi.]
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Pinkerton Report - Jan 20 1891
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McM investigates Manion fire attempt.
1891-01-24
MS020 1/10
New York Jan 24, 91.
Jos. M. Ives Esq.
257 Main St.
Danbury, Conn.
Sir.
Our Operative J. T. McM. further reports.
Tuesday Jan 20, 91.
Today in Danbury.
After breakfast I went to the Police station to get any facts regarding the attempt to set fire to Mr. Mannion’s house on Grand St. last night. I saw the Capt. of Police. He told me that it was a fact the attempt was made. I went to the house of James A. Mannion at No. #60 Grand St. It is a two story, double wood house, newly built, standing in some distance from the street and at quite an elevation above the roadway, one doorway of the house is numbered 60 and the other 60 ½ – on the stoop to #60 ½, I saw at once that oil had been spilt in such a quantity that it had run down the steps and over the side. Over the stoop is lattice work; this also
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was covered with oil, and spots on side of house under bay window showed traces where it looked as if the oil had spattered up against the side. I rubbed my hand on the place on the stoop where oil was, and saw that it was kerosene oil, in my opinion at least a quart (perhaps more) had been spilled; who ever did it spilled the oil on stoop close to building and under doorway. I looked over the stoop and along the side and found a match almost consumed, only having about ¼ of an inch. I took this remaining part of the match. I rang the bell of 60 ½ and Lady came to the door. I learned that Heber Pettit, a hatter, lives here. I asked the Lady regarding the attempt to set fire to the house, and she at once referred me to Mrs. Mannion at No. 60. I then called at No. 60 and saw Mrs. Mannion and going into sitting room she said, “About 11 o’clock last night, myself and husband were in bed asleep, I was awakened by some one calling my husband from the outs. I opened the window and saw that it was Mr. Parker who lives next door. He asked if Jim, my husband, was in, I said he was and asleep. He said, send him down at once. I called Jim and he dressed and went down there. He found quite a quantity of oil on the stoop of No. 60 ½ and was told by Mr. Parker
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how he had seen a man attempting to set fire to the stoop. My husband went at once to the police station and informed the police and a “Special” was sent out here. Mr. Parker, at McLeans dry goods store can give you the full particulars. All we know is what we have been told”. I returned up town, and saw the Mayor regarding this last attempt. The Mayor was quite sure that the fire bug was at work again. I went to McLean’s dry goods store at 221 Main St. and met Mr. James A. Parker. He is a middle aged man, trim grey hair and beard, and has the best of reputations in town. He lives on the north west cor. of Grand and Whittock Sts. and the first house south of Mr. Mannion’s house; he said,
“I returned home last night at about 10 p.m. Saw no person about the house that acted in any manner suspicious. At about 10:30 I had occasion to take some ashes out into the yard and noticed a tall man with long overcoat walking slowly past Mr. Mannion’s house. I did not pay any attention to him at that time and returned to the house. Not long after that I had occasion to go out to closet in yard, and saw that the man was still there. I sat in closet in yard and noticed the man was walking up and down the street. He would stop and
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look up at house, first at mine, and then at Mr. Mannion’s. As a stranger coming up Grand from Wooster, came into sight, the man I had noticed ran to the other side of the street and kept out of sight until he passed, he then came back on to our side of the street. There are two steps leading from roadway to street walk, then several steps from walk up to Mr. Mannion’s yard. I saw the man first sit down on steps from roadway. He remained here a short time, he then sat on steps leading to yard, he then sneaked up to stoop steps. By this time I had returned into house and was watching man from my bay window. The shadow therein by the electric light prevents me from seeing what the man was doing, but I could make out that he was doing some thing. While watching him I saw a faint light as if made by a match. The light went out, then again came another flash. It was held close to the stoop. I ran to my door, and no doubt the noise made by closing the door frightened the man, for he jumped up and ran away very fast down Grand to Wooster. I called out to him, “Hi there, what are you doing?” I could see the man run to Wooster St. It was such a bright moon light night, I ran at once to Mr. Mannion’s house, got him up and went to stoop. Then Mr. Mannion took up
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in his hand (scooped) kerosene oil, where was quite a quantity of it, I should think at least a gallon. We went at once to police station and gave the alarm. Strange as it may seem I cannot give any description of this man. I was watching him from about 10 p.m. until 11:30 p.m.; this was about the time that he ran away. I can only say that he was tall, about 5ft 9 and wore a long coat and derby hat. I cannot say if he was black or white, nor if he had any beard or not. I was not at any time less than seventy five feet to him. It never occurred to me that he perhaps might be about to attempt to burn the building, not until I saw him light the match. I now see that I did wrong to make any noise to attract his attention. I thought that perhaps he might be watching for some person.”
I then went down street as far as Wooster House, where I met “Special officer” Goodell. I went with him to private room over Huras’ saloon, and had a talk with him. He has been special on Stevens for some time and feels convinced that Stevens has had nothing to do with the late fires and he does not think that of all the suspects we have not yet struck the right person. He has been looking for the man seen by Mr. Parker last night. I had
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lager and cigar with Mr. Goddell and it now being noon, I returned to hotel for dinner. After dinner I went to Morris Meyer’s store to see if he had any information regarding last night’s attempt; he had none other than what I had. Stevens was in town last night, he said. I then went to McPheleney’s saloon on White Street, spoke to him about attempt. He told me to come in at 6 p.m. and he would give me a man that he thinks has run across this strange man seen by Mr. Parker and he thinks it is the same man that was seen by persons to go under Greene & Beebe’s shop a few nights before that place burned.
I went out and visited all the different saloons, such as might be visited by the “fire bug” and in each place I looked at the matches to see if they corresponded in shape to the remains of the one I found at #60 Grand St. At only one place did I find such a match, and that was at Dillen’s on Ives St. The match I found was grooved down the side. At Dillen’s I saw several such matches lying in end of bar near door. I looked at one and put it in my pocket and have it now saved up with
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the burnt match from Grand St.. At none of the saloons did I see Hack or Lobdell. It now being 5:45 p.m., I went to McPhelney’s saloon and was told by him that the man he spoke of had been in and had gone away and would be back on Wednesday night, and left word that he would meet me and by that time he could tell me more about the man with the long overcoat.
After supper I left hotel in company with Officer Bradley; we went through lower section of the city, went into such saloons as we came to, went up side streets but at no place could we find any man to answer the description given by Mr. Parker. At same saloons we visited I treated Officer Bradley to cigars. Tomorrow I will start early to drive out to Stevens’ house as I want to get rid of him. I would have gone there today only for the attempted fire last night.
I made inquiry last night regarding the reputation of Mr. Mannion and if malice might not be the object of the attempt, but I was told that Mr. Mannion was not known to have any enemies and had a good reputation.
Wednesday Jan 21, 91.
After breakfast I went to livery stable of Platt Osborn on Main St. where I engaged
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carriage to drive out to Taunton Lake to interview Howard Stevens. At 9 a.m. I left the hotel in company with Officer David Bradley. At 11 a.m. we arrived in sight of Howard Stevens’ house which is at the foot of a steep hill leading from Newtown road and on the banks of Taunton Lake. I left Officer Bradley at top of hill and I drove to the house alone. At the door I was met by Mrs. Howard Stevens who told me that Howard was out on the lake fishing. I told her I would like to see him. She then went to the rear of the house and called out loud to Howard who I could see about midway out on the ice; in about 5 minutes he came in and came to the sleigh where I was sitting. I told him I wanted to get some information from him regarding the Fire Dept. He invited me into the house. I put my horse and sleigh under the shed and went into the house. He introduced me to his wife who was just going out to drive. The house was very comfortably furnished. A large photo of Howard with uniform of Chief hangs on the wall of sitting room, and also a large photo of Chiefs of different sections of the country. Howard at once brought out some whiskey and invited me to drink. I drank with him. I then told him that I wanted him to give me
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his opinion of the origin of the late fires. He then made a statement, the greater part of his statement I paid no attention to as it related to his hatred for Meyers and how he will punch Meyers when ever he gets the chance. How to take his statement as regards Hack, I do not know If much weight can be given to it or not; he seems to be very positive as to what he says about him. At 1:30 p.m. I left Stevens’ house and met Bradley up the road. We returned to Danbury arriving there at 3:10 p.m., returned to stable where I paid $3.00 for use of sleigh. I went to Meads where I had lunch not having been able to get any thing to eat on the road. At 4 p.m. I returned to hotel where I waited until 8:30 p.m. for Stevens but he did not come. Thinking perhaps he might not have come in, I walked down town, and as I reached R.R. St. I saw Officer Goodell standing in front of Doods place. I felt certain that Stevens was in the saloon. I went in, saw Stevens with a large number of men among them was Granvill Holmes. Stevens was drinking. I went at once and was followed by Holmes. On the outside Holmes said to me, “Stevens has met Hack and there may be the devil to pay tonight. Keep a watch and follow us if we go out”. I did not return
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into saloon, as I did not want Stevens to talk to me in there. I then went as far as Wooster House, and saw that there were two shadows on Stevens besides Sargt. Waggoner; Granville Holmes and a young man named Dan; up till 10:30 they were still in the saloon and I discontinued.
Yours Respect[fully],
Pinkerton Nat. Dect. Agy.
Robt. A. Pinkerton
Genl. Supt. E. Div.
Pinkerton Report - Jan 22-23, 1891
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1891-01-26
MS020 1/11
Jos. M. Ives Esq.
259 Main St.
Danbury, Conn.
Sir.
Our operative J. I. M.M. further reports,
Thursday Jan, 22.91
To-day in Danbury.
After breakfast I went to Wooster house to see if Howard Stevens was there as he had promised me to call last night. In passing Hurd’s saloon I saw Mr. Porter, we both went in. I saw Howard Stevens with his head down on a table in side room. As we came in, he looked up and seeing us come out, he came up to me and said, “I was drunk last night, and did not get in until late, so I could not see you, but I am not going out to my Mother’s to see her, and I will be right down to see you. I have a point I want to give you.” I told him I would go back to the hotel, inside of fifteen minutes and that I would wait for him. I then
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made some purchases in turn, after standing treat for Porten, Stevens, and Dan Lyons. I went to hotel, when I waited until 11:10 am. It was storming so hard at the time, that I did not think he would come but he did, and had about as much liquor as he could stand, and talk straight. He came to my room, and excused himself, for being away so long, saying that he was up the night before, and had to get some sleep. He commenced his talk by telling his conversations and fights with Meyers. I told him, that I did not want to hear anything about that, but that I wanted him to get right down to business, and let me know what he knew. He stated that we would be square with me, and tell me the truth. He then made a statement, but ran much of what he stated yesterday into it. I got him to speak of his friend Jennie, but I find later that the name is Edward D. Jenne and he is a wire worker, and lives at #35 Locust-ave. The record of Jenne while in “Patrol” in Chicago is worth looking into. Stevens remained with me until 12:35 pm when we went into the bar-room of hotel and had a drink, he then left at 1:45 pm. I went down town and went to Main St Bridge to see the raise in the water. I there met Morris Meyers. I enquired of him about Ed. Jenne, “Oh! He is all right”
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said Meyers, “do not let any one let you anything about him.” I did not like the way that Meyers [cornered] me, so I said no more.
I went to Will McPhelney’s saloon where I had an engagement to meet Patrick McCarty who saw the two suspicious men one week before the Reed and Beebe’s fire. McCarty has not in the past [come] a very good reputation, but Mr. McPhelney said what McCarty said could be relied upon. He tells a very straightforward story, and I give a great amount of confidence to it. The party (tall) that he speaks of is about the same description that both Stevens and Parker give. McCarty then made a Statement. I told McCarty that the best thing for him to do was to meet me at 7 om, and walk up and down the street, through Elm, Ives, Main, and White St’s, and see if we could see our man.
At 6:15 pm I returned to the hotel, had supper. I left the hotel and met Cap’t Keating He told me to meet him between 9 and 9:30 am tomorrow morning, and that the was positive that he could put me onto the “Grand St Man”, the one that tried to set the house of Mr. Manion on fire. He would not tell me first where the man lived, but that the man was considered and little crazy. I promised to be on hand, and 9 am, tomorrow.
I met Patrick McCarty at Wooster
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House, and walked the streets until 9 pm. we then visited Hurd’s saloon, McPhelney’s, Dillon’s, Bartley’s, Turrell’s, Dougherty’s, and Madden’s on Ives St. On White St we visited Gagahan’s, and on Elm Street we went into Lehey’s. At no saloon would McCarty drink any beer or liquor. He took cigars. He would not meet or see any person, he promises to keep up the search tomorrow, and report to McPhelney if he should see and such person.
At 9:30 pm, I discontinued leaving McCarty in fron of Hura’s Saloon.
Friday, Jan 23.91
At 9 am, I met Cap’t Keating in his office when I asked him if he had any news from his man. (meaning the one that he told me that he would inform me of this morning) He said, “You wait here, and I will go out and see.” He then left me in the station and went out and returned in three quarters of an hour. He told me that the man was in the house as he thought – drunk. I had to do a great deal of talking before I could get this man’s name, at last Cap’t Keating said it was James McNab, living on Deerhill ave, a worthless drunken bum. That he was the identical description given by me, as the one spoken of by McCarty, as the one going under Reed
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+Beebe’s steps one week before the fire, and answered descriptions small as it was of man seen by Mr. Parker.
I left the station and obtaining directory found that James McNab lived at 65 Deerhill ave, was a laborer. Deerhill ave is first back of Grand St and no 65 is not far out of a line from Manions House.
I called with Cap’t Keating on Mr. Parker again. He cannot give the faintest description that might lead to the identification of this man. He can onle say, that he was tall, and wore and long coat and derby hat, cannot even say if he was black or white, his young daughter who had a look at the man also cannot give any idea of him. Mr. Parker said he could not identify this man well if he was to see him again.
It is my opinion, is a clear case of “scare”, on the part of Mr. Parker. On last Monday night, and he did his best to scare the man away, Cap’t Keating is feeling quite sure, that the right man has been got at this time. Cap’t Keating will arrange it, that he will have Parker see this James McNab. On Saturday night he intends to have one of the residents of Deerhil[l] Ave that McNab does odd jobs for, take a note to McLeans dry goods store, and see
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if Parker can say it is the same man.
Cap’t Keating in answer to my questions regarding Jenne (not Jennie as was given by Howard Stevens) said he remembers him, his name is Edward D. Jenne, that he came to this city about 4 years ago selling a patent fire extinguisher, but now is working in a small shop back on Crosby lane, as a blacksmith. He lives out on Locust ave, is a man that gets drunk, quite often. While we were talking Morris Meyers came in and upon inquiry he said that Jenne was, he thought, a member of Hose No [7] Independent, that he did not know him very well, but that he would look up his record. As he remembers him, he was a very officious man at a fire, and one that liked to give a great many orders; further than this he does not know.
On returning to the Hotel I found dispatch from Agency, informing me of the fact that no such man as Jennie was ever connected with the “Patrol” in Chicago, just at this time I received an telephone from Mr. J.M. Ives asking me to call at his store at 3 pm for interview.
After dinner, I went out to Grand St where I made inquiry at all houses but could not find any that had seen any strange man about there nor
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could I find this stranger that Mr. Parker speaks of as coming through the street during the time that the late man was on the street.
Upon making inquiry regarding Manion, I find that Manion is very well thought of, is a hatter by trade. The double house No’s 60 and 601/2 is owned by his Father, Timothy Manion, a man in fair circumstances, living at No 19 Wooster St and is a very reputable man. So far as known neither of these men have and enemy in the world. A search had been made after Cap’t Keating and I had made the search on Monday for any bottles or such like vessel, that oil might have been carried in that Monday night, but no such article was found.
A Special Policeman had been put on in this section, with others to look out for any Strange Man.
I then took car to J.M. Ives store where I met Mr. Ives and Mr. Rundle and received further instructions.
After supper I went to the house of Heber Pettit of 601/2 Grand St. I had a talk with him, he stated that neither he, his wife, nor any of his family knew of the attempt made until at breakfast the next morning, when Mr. Manion came in and told them, saying he did not call him the night before, because he knew
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he was asleep, and that it would do no good at the time, as the man was gone. Mr. Pettit said he then went out on the front stoop, and saw where the oil was. He did not know as to the quantity, but saw that there must have been over a pint. It had soaked into the wood, and down the side of the stoop. Mr. Pettit said it could not have been done through any spite against him, as he was friends with everybody. He could not give any reason, except that it was set out of pure delight to see a fire.
The reputation of Mr. Parker is given by everybody as one of the very best. A strict member of Church, a man that would not see any such notice, as he has got the past four days. It is the opinion of the Mayor, Mr. Ives, Rundle, McPhelney, and by the Police that Parker was frightened so much by the sight of the man, that the memory is knocked all out of him. His story is believed by all. It would be of no use to have him go out to look up his man, for he is positive in his statement that he would not know him again, if he was brought face to face with the man that he saw that night. His daughter cannot give any descriptions of the man, not even as much as the father, but it is hoped
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by Cap’t Keating and myself that Parker can form some conclusion, when he gets a view of McNab.
At 8:30 pm, I met with McCarty at cor. of Main and Railroad, and went with him. I went through White, Ives, and Main St to pick up Jenne, or to see if McCarty could pick out the man that he has described. We visited a number of saloons, remaining in the same 10 or 15 minutes, but could not see either of the men.
At 11:15 pm I went out to the vicinity of No. 65 Deerhill accce, but I saw no light in the house. It is evident that Cap’t Keating is having the house shadowed, as I saw a man standing in shadow of a fence just across the street from the house. This man I do not know by name, but have always had the opinion that he was a special policeman
Yours Respect[fully]
Pinkerton Nat. Dect. Agy.
Robt. A. Pinkerton
Genl. Supt. Ediv.
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