Sworn to before me this 22nd day of August, 1900.
SAMUEL L. WOLFF, Notary Public (77), N. Y. County.
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_City and County of New York, ss._:
Nicholas J. Sherman, being duly sworn, deposes and says:
My name is Nicholas J. Sherman. I reside at No. 134 West 33rd Street,
Borough of Manhattan, City of New York. On the 15th day of August I was
visiting some friends at 37th Street near 7th Avenue, in a boarding
house. As the clock struck ten I left the house. I walked east toward
7th Avenue. At the corner of 37th Street and 7th Avenue I saw several
policemen chasing a person eastward. I do not know whether the person
was colored or not. I am a messenger and mailing clerk on the _New
York Herald_, and I naturally was interested, as I thought it was a
news item, and I walked across the street. When I got within six feet
of the sidewalk, near the drug store, on the corner of 37th Street and
7th Avenue, a policeman stopped me, and asked me, "Where in hell do you
live?" I told him in 33rd Street, and then he said, "G-- d-- you, go
home!" and he hit me with his club on the left arm. There were about a
dozen policemen standing around there, and two or three within reach.
One of these struck me across the right shoulder, and when I turned to
run the same policeman, I think, who struck me on the left arm again
struck me across the small of my back with his club. Then I limped
from there towards the saloon on the southwest corner of 37th Street
and 7th Avenue, where a policeman was leaning against a lamppost. As I
limped past him he struck me with his club on the right arm. I was then
unable to get away from him on account of my injury, but I managed to
get across the street and stood in front of the saloon on the southeast
corner, and a man came out and asked me to go in. I went in and leaned
against a barrel, and he told the bartender that the police had just
beaten me. As soon as I was able to walk I started for the _New York
Herald_ office to tell the man whom I am employed under. I sat in the
chair at the _Herald_ office all night, because there was a great crowd
around the street and I was afraid to go home. I left there the next
morning about six o'clock, went to my room and changed my clothing, and
started for my breakfast. Then I went to the office and worked all day,
until about six o'clock that evening. Then I went to my room, and was
so lame I could not get out again until the following Tuesday morning,
five days after, not even being able, in the meantime, to sit in a
chair. I still feel the effects of the clubbing. The blow on the small
of my back made my left limb almost paralyzed.