“What was the conversation you had with Parsons?”
“I told him I would leave for a while, under the circumstances. He said: ‘What do you think I had better do?’ I told him: ‘Suit yourself, you are your own boss. You must use your own judgment.’ I then loaned him five dollars. Parsons did not say to me that he could not get away because he had no money. He simply asked me for five dollars, and I lent it to him. I did not state to the State’s Attorney, at the Central Station, in the presence of Mr. Furthmann, James Bonfield, Lieut. Shea and others, that Parsons had said he had no money to get away with; that I advised him to go, and that I would lend him five dollars. I used to buy the Alarm every time it came out, and used to read it. I had stock in the paper.”
Henry W. Spies, a cigar manufacturer, brother of the defendant, went to the Haymarket with his brother. When his brother got off the wagon to hunt for Parsons, they went in a northwesterly direction from the wagon, but Schwab was not there.
“Schnaubelt and my brother went together, and I and Legner followed right behind them. After asking, ‘Is Parsons here?’ and descending from the wagon, August did not go in the direction of Crane’s Alley, nor into Crane’s Alley. He went as far as Union Street, and in fact got down on the side of the wagon, pretty near the middle of it. Just at that time the explosion took place. I asked him what it was. He said, ‘They have got a Gatling gun down there,’ and at the same time, as he jumped, somebody jumped behind him with a weapon, right by his back, and I grabbed it, and in warding off the pistol from my brother I was shot. I don’t know who did the shooting. I didn’t see August any more until I went home. I went to Zepf’s Hall, though, and inquired for him. August did not leave the wagon about the time the police came, or at any time, and go into the alley. Legner and myself helped him off the wagon just as the explosion came. The firing came from the street.”
On cross-examination the witness testified:
“On the 6th of May I was arrested at my house by Officers Whalen and Loewenstein. I told them when the bomb exploded I was at Zepf’s Hall, walked out and was shot in the door. I told them I was not at the Haymarket at all, from beginning to end. That was not true when I told it to them. I lied to them. I have told the truth now, when I was under oath. I was afterwards brought down to the Central Station, about the 9th or 10th of May. I was there interrogated by either Mr. Grinnell or Mr. Furthmann, in the presence of Lieuts. Shea and Kipley. I was asked whether I was a Socialist. I don’t believe I said I was not. I asked whether you could tell me what a Socialist was. I said I had been on business at Zepf’s saloon, which is a fact. I told you that I was down there for the purpose of collecting a bill. That was true when I said it. I also told you I was down there and did a large dealing in cigars. I also stated at that time and place that I was not at the Haymarket from the beginning, but was in Zepf’s saloon, and was shot when I came out of the door at Zepf’s. I also said that I did not see my brother that evening until he called at the house and asked me if I had a good physician. I now state that what I then said about that was not the truth. I was not under oath then, and I knew the treatment which my brothers had found.”
August Krueger said:
“I saw there the man represented on this picture (Schnaubelt). When I saw him I was standing with Mr. Lehnert on the west side of Desplaines Street, about thirty to forty feet north of Randolph. I saw that man about ten o’clock; he came from the northeast. I didn’t know at the time what his name was, although I knew him well. Mr. Furthmann since told me his name is Schnaubelt. Schnaubelt stayed there about five minutes. He wanted to go home, and wanted me to go along, and I went with him down on Randolph Street to Clinton. There I left him; he went further east on Randolph Street, and I turned north on Clinton Street. This is the last I saw of Schnaubelt. I walked down Milwaukee Avenue and went to Engel’s house. I reached it about fifteen minutes past ten—I don’t remember exactly. Mr. and Mrs. Engel were there. I stayed there and drank a pint of beer. Later Gottfried Waller came in and said he came from the Haymarket, and that 300 men were shot by the police, and we ought to go down there and do something. Engel said whoever threw that bomb did a foolish thing; it was nonsense, and he didn’t sympathize with such a butchery, and he told Waller he had better go home as quick as possible.”
On cross-examination Krueger said he was known as “Little Krueger.”
“I am an Anarchist. I was arrested for a day at the North Side station. I had a conversation there with Capt. Schaack and Mr. Furthmann. I was shown a picture of Schnaubelt at that time. I was asked whether I had ever seen that man. I don’t know whether I answered, ‘I might have seen him,’ or what I answered. I know I had seen him. There were several other officers present at the conversation; I don’t know their names. I told Mr. Furthmann there that I was not at the Haymarket; I told him I was at Engel’s house. I don’t remember what I stated in regard to the time when I got to Engel’s house. It may be that I told him that I got to Engel’s house at nine o’clock and staid there until eleven, but I don’t remember.”