THOUGHT THEY HELD BOMBS.
Shopkeeper Summons Police to Take
Away Brakeman's Battered Grips.
Anarchist activities recently in Chicago inspired the household of Barbara Bapp, a confectioner at 2309 Holmes street, yesterday, to believe they were harboring bombs in two grips left there. Some unknown man asked to leave a disreputable looking suit case and satchel, and at dusk he hadn't come back. The more the Bapps thought about those prize packages the more firmly they became convinced that there were infernal machines inside. Touch them they would not, and the part of the store where they sat was deserted.
No. 4 police station was appealed to and Lieutenant Heydon sent out Patrolman Klusman to see about it. What he carried back to the station was a lot of wearing apparel belonging to a Missouri Pacific brakeman, including a cap, a large collection of slightly used decks of cards, presumably left on trains by players, and a personal supply of medicines and nostrums, none of them suggestive of any power to explode. From the letters it appears that the owner's name must be Will Nash.
