“Tell what happened?”—“Well, as soon as I got into the station Superintendent Ebersold started at me. He said: ‘You dirty Dutch dog; you hound; you whelp—you, we will strangle you! We will kill you!’ Then they jumped on us, tore us apart from each other. I never said anything. Then they searched us, took our money, even our handkerchiefs, and would not return them to us. I was put in a cell, and have not had my liberty since.”
Mr. Ingham cross-examined the witness. Spies said he came to this country when seventeen years old, and that he has lived in Chicago some thirteen years. The Arbeiter Zeitung was controlled by what Spies termed an “autonomous editorial arrangement;” that is, the powers of the several editors were co-ordinate, but the general policy of the paper was under the supervision of the board of trustees.
“Did you ever receive any money for the Alarm?”—“Yes.”
“Did you ever pay out any money for the Alarm?”—“Yes.”
“Did you ever write any articles for the Alarm?”—“I may have.”
“How many bombs did you have in the Arbeiter Zeitung office?”—“Four, I think. Two I got from a man named Schwab. I forget now. He was a shoemaker. He went to New Zealand.”
“How did this man come to give you those bombs?”—“He came to me and asked me if my name was Spies. I said yes. Then he asked me if I had seen any of the bombs they were making. I said no. Then he left them with me.”
“Who did he mean by ’they’?”—“I don’t know.”
“Didn’t he say who they were?”—“No.”