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Paul Bueller.

March 27, 1910.

The parents of Albert Walter Walter, Mr. and Mrs. Albert Walter,

live at 120 East 53rd Street, Manhattan, near the corner of Lexington Avenue. Albert Walter is a piano tuner employed by

Steinway and company at 14th Street and Irving Place. His mother said, quote, he was always crazy

about the women. From the time he was a little boy, it was always dancing, pleasure,

women, women, women with him. She exclaimed in half German, half English, most of which had

to be translated to the reporters who crowded into the four rooms the family occupy. The parents seemed quite willing to answer about their son,

and told quite frankly of his illegitimate birth in Dresden, righted by a marriage performed two years ago.

The father explained that shortly after his son's birth he had come to America,

secured work and after a time married.

His wife died, and two years ago he sent for the mother of his boy

and married her in Hoboken as soon as she arrived,

taking her and their child, then 16, to the home they now occupy.

We haven't seen him since November, the father said. I objected then to his staying out so late at

night, and he packed up his things and left. On my birthday he sent me a card wishing me well,

but that is the only thing we have heard from him until all this. The father said he had never

sent his son to school, but had gotten work for him at the Steinway factory. He worked a month or so, then threw up the job,

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