| San Antonio Light, Sunday, May 21, 1911, p. 2, col. 1 === ACQUAINTANCE WITH MRS. VOLZ WAS INNOCENT === (Continued from page 1.) === dog home. I put the dog in a sack and took it to 215 Muncey street. I saddled a horse and rode with the little dog to the Muncey street house. Mrs. Volz and the little child walked to that place, where I met them when they arrived. She then made arrangements with me to move her household effects the next day from 215 Muncey street to the No. 30 Rural avenue. I remained at the house, 215 Muncey street, ten or fifteen minutes, talking to her about the sick dog and about moving. "The next day I moved her to Rural avenue. It was Monday, May 15, for which she paid me three dollars the following Thursday. I waited for the money until Thursday, when I called at the house on Rural avenue and she paid me. Telephoned to Him Friday "I will now explain how I came to be with her last night at the time of the shooting. Along in the afternoon of yesterday, Friday, May 19, Mrs. Volz rang up my office at the request (so I understood) of a Mrs. Gaugler, a neighbor, who wanted to see me about selling some cows she owned. This Mrs. Gaugler was at the house on Rural avenue when I moved Mrs. Volz into the house and had there spoken to me about selling her cows for her. "I did not receive the telephone message in person, but the young lady who works for me took the message and the number of the telephone. When I came into the office I rang up this number and found that it was from some neighbor lady in the neighborhood of Mrs. Volz and Mrs. Gaugler, and the lady who answered my call said: 'Wait a minute, it is Mrs. Gaugler who wants to speak to you. I will call her from across the street.' Goes to Gaugler Home "Mrs. Gaugler then came to the telephone and asked me to come to her house and see the cows milked that evening. I told her I would come, and hitched up my buggy and started, but got there too late to see the cows milked. "This Mrs. Gaugler lives in a house right opposite the house of Mrs. Volz on Rural avenue. When I drove up to the Gaugler house there was no one at home. I saw Mrs. Gaugler across the street at Mrs. Volz's house. I remained in my buggy in front of the Gaugler home and Mrs. Gaugler called her child from across the street and told her to go and tell Mr. Gaugler to bring the cows in, that a man wanted to see them. The child left and went to where her father had the cows. In the meantime I sat in the buggy and talked to Mrs. Gaugler about her cows. I asked her what the price of her cows was and how much she would take for them. Mrs. Volz was with Mrs. Gaugler all the time. Finally Mr. Gaugler came up with the cows. This was about 5 o'clock p.m. I got out of the buggy, went into the lot and looked at the cows and talked to Mrs. Gaugler about them. Mrs. Volz was standing with her child in the Baugler yard during the time. I talked trade with Mr. and Mrs. Gaugler about fifteen minutes. They priced the cows to me and I told them I would let them know what I would do about buying them Saturday. Wanted to Go After Letters. "Then I started to leave, Mrs. Volz said to me she was going up to the old home at 215 Muncey street to see if there was any mail for her. She said she had heard there were two letters there for her from Victoria. "I told her I was going within three blocks of 215 Muncey street and that if she wished she and the child could get in the buggy and that I would drive them to the Muncey street house. She replied, saying: "I'd thank you very much for it,' and got into the buggy with the child. Mrs. Gaugler and her husband were present and heard this and saw Mrs. Volz and her child get into the buggy with me. "I then drove them to Muncey street. Her mail was to be left at a neighbor's house next door to 215 Muncey street. When we drove up to this neighbor's house, it looked like no one was home. The house was dark. Mrs. Volz said" 'I don't think any one is home, I can come up tomorrow in the car.' Drove Back to Home. "We drove then from Muncey street and down Pine street to Commerce street, down Commerce street to the City Hall plaza. The little boy was sitting in my lap and wanted to drive. I let him drive the horse down Commerce street. We turned up Flores street, then into Houston street and then into Main avenue. We continued up Main avenue until we got on Tobin Hill, and then turned into some street that took us to Rural avenue, to where Mrs. Volz lived, arriving at the house, I should judge, about 10 o'clock. "As we drove up in front of the Volz place, we saw a man sitting on the front steps. He jumped from the top step to the walk that led to the gate. As he jumped I saw a gun in his right hand. He was running toward the buggy. He was about half way from the house to the gate when he fired the gun. Whipped Up His Horse. "I whipped up the horse and got away as fast as I could. Mrs. Volz said: 'Get away from here if you can.' I got the horse on the run and the man ran after us, firing another shot. He got within three feet of us at one time. "We outdistanced the man and ran about three or four blocks and stopped. I then asked Mrs. Volz if she had any idea who the man was, and she said: " 'I have not, unless it is my husband.' Then she added: 'Let me out and I'll go back home.' "I let her and the child out and then drove on to my home. I heard nothing of the killing until I saw the account of it the next morning in the paper. There was absolutely nothing improper between Mrs. Volz and I, and I don't know her husband even when I see him." |
