Unknown, The Cruel Murder of Mina Miller
“ He was again brought from his cell at about 11 o’clock to be looked at by the reporters assembled in the Thirty-seventh street station. He had been lying down, and the light dust from the cell floor covered his back. He looked in a bewildered manner at the throng about him, spoke a few words in German, reasserting what he had previously said in regard to the murder, and was taken back again. His eyes were bloodshot, and he spoke in a nervous manner.“Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu!” exclaimed Kenkouwsky, “does any one speak French?“I do!” replied another reporter, addressing him in French. ”
