Word: jails
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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French, who had been drinking, entered without knocking, muttered some unintelligible words and fired point blank at McCracken. He then went to a neighbor's house where he surrendered to Night Jailer George Kelly who took him to jail. To Deputy Sheriff C. R. Serper at the jail he said, "I have stood all the insults to my family I can stand," would say nothing more. McCracken was rushed to the hospital where his wife collapsed, recovered and aided the surgeons. She stood by until McCracken died two hours later...
...meeting house built by painful comradely effort. When the cheering marchers got there, the chief of police and a committee of plug-uglies were waiting for them. In the riot Dave was shot, Allen clubbed. Then the meeting house was burned down. When Allen got out of jail he found his paper had been wrecked. Most of his intimidated followers left him. Dave died of his wound. Allen somehow got his paper started again, closed the ranks, marched...
...prosecutor suggested dousing her with cold water, but the doctors forbade that on the ground that the shock might kill her. Helen Love's brother helpfully recalled that soft, classical music had once brought her out of a similar fit. But none was available in the Los Angeles jail. Then a dapper psychiatrist named Dr. Samuel Morris Marcus took a hand. He rubbed the woman's eyelids, tickled her behind the ears. That caused her to twitch, to murmur: "Don't, Harry [the dead man], don't." But Mrs. Love did not wake up and doctors...
...threw himself into a similar state. After three months of fretting, Illinois justice hanged the sulker. In California, however, a convict must be sentenced within five days of the jury's verdict and must be fully aware of the sentence. So Judge Frank M. Smith went to the jail's hospital to see if he could pass sentence there. The woman lay on her back, arms folded over her chest, breathing slowly, her lips twitching. Apparently Helen Love was not only unaware of Judge Smith, but of a score of doctors, lawyers, jailers, reporters, photographers gathered...
...spite of the fact that Mrs. Love's case was now in the hands of a medical commission, in the seventh day of her self-induced stupor four newsreel cameras were set up in the jail hospital and one of the original psychiatrists had another try at awakening the prisoner. Psychiatrist Marcus stroked her forehead, tickled her mastoids, then murmured into her ear: "I'm coming in. Here I come. I'm knocking. Here I come." He turned to the cameramen. "She will awaken in less than a minute. . . . She is awake! Come, come, Helen! Speak...