698 Slide – American State Trials 1918 Volume X Leo Frank Document

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80 alarmed at him seeing me that I grabbed the coat and bat and
otber clothing from the table and started to run out of the door.
I turned the thumb bolt from the inside and opened the door, and
az I opened the door Mr. Cook raized himself up and said, “There’s
some one at the door, too.” I threw up my hands and dropped
what I had in my arms, He made = grab for them, and so did I.
Hoe got them and put them in his pocket, straightened up and seid
some remark—I have forgotten just how it was—“our honorable
Mayor,” and then walked out and slammed the door shut.

Mr, Candler began wringing his hands and he said, “We are just
caught, we will have to confess it, it means ruinstion.” I don’t
know what I was doing, I was walking up and down the room, I
suppose; I don’t know what my actions were at all, but before Mr.
Cook had closed the door I started to call to him and beg him not
to say anything about it because he showed that he had seen what
had transpired. Mr, Candler looked at the door, walked around
the door several times, and said, “Who is this man?’ And I says,
"Tt Mr. Cook, his family and ‘mine are good friends, and I think
the world of his mother and sister; I would rather have the good
will of his mother than anybody I kmow of, beeause she has been
one of my dearest friends, and she is the last person in the world
who I would have think anything wrong of me.” He ssid, “I
thought it was your husband.”

Mr, Hirsch had left that morning for Rome, saying that if he
didn't return that night that he would be gone until Friday night,
that he would return about 7 o’elock, My first thought was to get
to Mr, Hirsch. Mr. Candler said, “What are we going to do about
this?” I said, “I don't know; I don’t suppose he will aay anything
about it, maybe he won't.” ‘He said, “Who is he, and what does
he do?” And I says, “He is connected with Thrower’s, I think,
because I have seen him in there.” Mr. Cook had told me he was
associated in the real estate busniess; he had gone into the auto-
mobile business, but real estate was really his line. He says, “Well,
call him up and ask him to come back and let’s talk to him and see
what he is going to do about it—get some answer from him” I
called Thrower’s real estate office and I asked for Mr. Cook; he
came to the phone, and I said, “Mr, Cook, this is Mrs, Hireeh;
Mr. Candler wants you to come back up here and talk to him.”
He says “I haven't anything to say,” and alammed the phone shut.
Mr. Candler went out of the office, and I put on my coat and hat.
He came back with Asa, Jr. His first words were: “Are you go-
ing nowt” I said, “Well, 1 guess I better.” He says, “This is my
son, Asa, Jr, I thought I better have somebody with me.” So I
left. Mr. Candler followed me out into the hall, and I asked him
had he told Asa, Jr. yet, and he said, “I haven’t told him yet, but,”
he said, “you eall me up and you'll hear what we are going to do.”
I went on down to Mr, Hirsch’s office. He was to come in at the
Union station, and Mr. Hirseh’s office is in the Equitable building,
which ia not far from the Union station, I thought t would go down
there where I could sort of compose myself and think, before going