A Sleuth in Petticoats [excerpt]

     The anarchists talked freely as soon as they were assured of my intentions. One of the things they gloried in at the Ferrara school was the murder of President McKinley by the weak-minded Czolgosz. Things told openly in my hearing would, if proved at the time, have sent a certain high priestess of the cause to prison or the electric chair. She fascinated the poor fellow, they boasted, and convinced him that it was his duty to kill the President. First she accompanied him for several days at a seaside resort and showered attentions which made him her slave. She took him to a clairvoyant who told him his mother had commanded the crime in a vision because McKinley had permitted the Ice Trust to oppress the poor. In this frame of mind he took a train for Buffalo with the woman, who went through to Chicago to establish her alibi. One of her last acts was to place the fatal revolver in his hand and tie a bandage over it.