June 30, 1911
According to the Story Told the Police Officials
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CECELIA JACKSON’S STORY
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Says She Was Carried Beyond Ysleta by Lady in Auto Who Desired to Adopt Her
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What appears to be a clear case of attempted kidnapping, with a richly dressed woman in an automobile as kidnaper, has developed out of the peculiar disappearance of little fourteen-year-old Cecelia Jackson. The child returned shortly after noon yesterday to the home of her parents, Mr. And Mrs. Henry Jackson, 126 Leon street, after being missed since Wednesday morning. Her story is connected. The police are working on the case.
To begin with the story told by the parents before their only child’s return showed a peculiar condition. Little Miss Cecilia had been looking forward to a trip to New York City, where a favorite aunt was to offer a home while the child attended school. So eager was she for the journey, and the glories of the great city, that some pieces of jewelry, a bracelet and some lesser trinkets, were raffled to defray the expenses of the trip. It was while selling the raffle tickets in the neighborhood that the child disappeared.
“I don’t know just what time it was,” begins Miss Cecilia, “but it might have been in the afternoon. I asked one lady to buy a ticket, and she pointed to an automobile. ‘There’s a lady who will buy one,’ she said. I asked the lady in the automobile, and she told me to get in for a little ride, and she would take me to another lady who lived in a big, big house, and who would buy one ticket maybe more. I got in.
“But we didn’t stop at any big house. We went faster and faster, and the ride was fine. Yes she was a fine lady, rich looking. The auto was a black one, with only one seat. Well, we finally got out in the country, and then the lady said to me: ‘I haven’t got any little girls at home, won’t you come home to live with me and I will make you educated?” And I said: ‘No, because I got a papa and a mama of my own at home.’ ‘I don’t just remember, but I got to screaming, and was fighting her, but the automobile kept going faster and faster. I was awful frightened.” Here little Miss Cecelia with a parent on either side, paused and gasped, as she was waling down to the police station to tell her story over again.
“Well, sir, out in the country she let me out. I fought so hard. ‘Then go,’ she said, and I was left all alone. And I didn’t see any houses, not one. Then I saw a Mexican and asked him where some American lived. He showed me a ranch house. A kind lady took car of me, and I told her all about it. She said it was too late to go home that night, it nearly dark. So I stayed all night. They called it the Moon ranch.
“In the morning a man came along in a wagon and the lady asked him to help me along the road. I rode on the wagon but had to walk a way to Ysleta. Then some men came along in a big automobile. They said they were going to El Paso, and let me ride with them. They brought me down town, and I walked home.”
Such is the story told by little miss Cecilia Jackson, aged 14 years, and small for her age. Her little red dress and little straw hat with a red ribbon on it shows signs of travel. And she carries the tiny bracelet, and many raffle tickets. The parents have heard so many reports of their daughter, seen here, seen there, that all is confusion in solving the mystery. It is now left for the police to settle, and to find the mysterious “rich lady” in the little black electric car.
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