A Nurse, Three Drafts, and a Mother's Outburst in Court
Nat Young Jr. is bound over for trial on charges he drained a sick man's bank drafts — but the star of the preliminary hearing is his mother, who leapt up in Justice Caldwell's courtroom and shouted, 'That is a lie.'
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There were sensational developments at the preliminary examination yesterday of Nat B. Young, jr., before Justice Caldwell on the charge of stealing three drafts from Mr. Heath, and the last but not least was a scene created by Mrs. Young, mother of the prisoner. If the evidence given yesterday is uncontradicted in the superior court, Nat B. Young will stand proven to have been bunkoed by that mysterious companion of his in the nurse's room of Mr. Heath, out of the money he is charged with stealing.
After Mr. Heath had told what he knew of the case, B. G. Ballon, ticket clerk of the Northern Pacific railway, testified that he cashed two drafts, one for $25 and the other for $54, drawn in favor of Mr. Heath. The young man who had the drafts was not Nat Young, but he did answer the description of the boy who called on Mr. Heath in company with Young. After cashing the drafts the young man purchased a 3,000-mile mileage ticket.
J. N. McCormick, the professional nurse who took charge of Mr. Heath and supplanted Young, testified that Young told him he had given the drafts in question to Mr. Grant, one of the proprietors of the house. Mr. Grant told the court that he never received the drafts. Then C. A. Sproson, a clerk in the Goldstein hat store, said that Young came into the store one day after a hat for Mr. Heath, and that in conversation he told him that another young man had been there a few days before about a hat for Mr. Heath, and had tried to cash a check. Young corrected him by adding: "It was a draft."
Detective Cudihee testified that Young told him he did not know the boy who was with him in the nursing, but that he lived at the Queen City hotel on South Second street, or, as he expressed it, near "the Jap restaurant." Cudihee went there, and the hotel people said that no such young fellow as Young described had roomed there.
The defense then proceeded to show, by the testimony of David Winehill, a clerk in the Goldstein Hat Company's store, that it was the mysterious boy — whom Young on several occasions had said he did not know — that tried to cash the draft. At this point the defense slipped up by producing Henry Banson, an employee of the Atlantic house on Washington street, who swore that a boy named Burns had stayed there and that Young came to the hotel and asked for him, but the boy had left that morning. The fact that Young had given Detective Cudihee a wild goose chase when he sent him to the Queen City hotel was apparent, as was also the fact that Young had gone to the Atlantic house after the same young man.
Then Mr. and Mrs. Young took the stand one after the other and tried to convince the court that Detective Cudihee was mistaken about the location of the hotel. Mr. Young admitted that the location given by Cudihee was "near the Jap restaurant."
The arguments went along smoothly, and E. P. Dole for the defense said that the prosecution by its evidence had shown that the mysterious boy, or Burns, had actually gotten the money, instead of Young, who ought to be discharged. Assistant Prosecuting Attorney McBride then said that the evidence showed that Young had taken the drafts and given them to Burns. When he sent Detective Cudihee to the Queen City hotel to look for him, whose name he did not know, he was telling an untruth, for he knew that this same boy, or Burns, was at the Atlantic house, and went there after him. Mr. McBride then became eloquent and said that he believed the evidence of Detective Cudihee worth that of a dozen people like the Youngs. At this Mrs. Young became greatly excited, and, jumping up, she cried out: "That is a lie," and then left the room before the people assembled had time to recover from their surprise.
After the arguments were closed Justice Caldwell said that there was probable cause to think that Nat B. Young, jr., was guilty as charged and that he would be bound over to the superior court for trial. He placed the bonds at $700, and when Mr. Dole asked why the sum had been increased, the justice replied, "On account of the evidence." Mrs. Young followed the justice into his private office and apologized for her remarks during the progress of the case. She said she was sorry, but her feelings overcame her. Nat Young stayed in the county jail until about 6 o'clock, when Justice Caldwell accepted Mr. and Mrs. Nathan Young and Mrs. Annie A. James as sureties for $700.
“"That is a lie," she cried out, and then left the room before the people assembled had time to recover from their surprise.”
A caregiver accused of siphoning a sick man's money while a relative erupts in the gallery is a story Seattle's police blotter still runs every few months — the mechanics of the grift have barely changed, only the instrument (drafts then, debit cards now). What dates the case is the scale: under $80 in paper was enough to hold a man in the county jail overnight and send him to superior court.
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