662 Page – American State Trials 1918 Volume X Leo Frank Document

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XII. AMERICAN STATE TRIALS.

I received a request to conduct a raffle for the benefit of the Red Cross. I had been informed that it would be against the law, and they wanted authority from me to proceed with it. I told them to go ahead, as I believed they would not be interfered with. Later, I saw Mrs. Hirsch at a luncheon given by the Rotary Club for General Swift and his staff. The ladies were selling tickets to the members for the raffle, and there was a photograph taken in which General Swift, myself, and some of the ladies appeared. I had nothing to do with this picture or the arrangement of the fares.

After that, Mrs. Hirsch visited me a couple of times in my office in the Candler building, wanting to discuss the raffle and mentioning some difficulties she was having in disposing of the tickets. In all those conversations, she never did anything to indicate to me that she was anything other than a lady. Last January, she visited the mayor's office with Mrs. Rambo, and they wanted to have a change in the humane officer. The event that this indictment grows out of occurred on the 6th of February. Before that time, I had seen Mrs. Hirsch twice. On February 4th, I walked to the mayor's office and got in front of where the old Weinmeister hotel was located. Mrs. Hirsch spoke to me as she was coming out of M. L. Thrower's real estate office, located in the corner of the Grant building. I understood that Mr. Cook stayed in that real estate office. Mrs. Hirsch asked if she could see me in my office in the Candler building. I told her I would not be there that Monday afternoon, and my future engagements were on my memorandum book, so I would look and see when I had leisure. She asked if she could see me Wednesday afternoon; I stated that I got back to the office from three to half past three o'clock. She said, "Must I come at four o'clock?" And I said, "All right." She said she wanted to call about the Humane Society. I did not see her anymore until she came to my office Wednesday afternoon.

I reached my office somewhere about three o'clock. She came in the front door, which has a lock that locks from the inside; you cannot open it from the outside. When she came in, she complained of being tired and hot, removed her coat, and sat down right near me at my desk. There is a center table in the middle of the room. On the other side of the room from my desk is a settee. Mrs. Hirsch suddenly sprang up and said there was a man at the window behind my desk. I looked at the window but saw no man. I said it was probably a window washer. She replied, "No, it is a well-dressed white man." Nobody was there that I could see. I looked back at Mrs. Hirsch. She had gone to the front door and opened it, and in the meantime, had pulled her hat off. When she opened the door, the man she called Cook walked in, this defendant. I had never known him or seen him to my knowledge. When he came in, he said, "Ah, Honorable Mayor, this is nice." I said to Mrs. Hirsch, "What does this mean?" Then I rushed to my son's office because I was alone and thought I needed somebody. It looked very much like I needed help.

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