CARRYING ON.

Star (Christchurch), Volume LXIV, Issue 925, 21 November 1933, Page 9

CARRYING ON.

Murder Investigations at Riccarton. BOAT UPSETS IN POND. The fifth day of the police search for the murderer of Mr Donald Fraser, licensee of the Racecourse Hotel, has come and still no definite clue has been found. The police pursue their regular course of inquiry, in the hope that some detail may give them what (they are seeking. The search for the shotgun is being continued in the locality, but so far without suecess. Again this morning a large party of police went to the scene and fanfashion worked the paddocks to the sou’-west of the hotel. A large pond stretches across the area of one paddock, and to this late in the morning attention was given. A small boat was requisitioned and six constables and a sergeant began to search. Seven Men in a Boat. For a while they worked back and forth scraping the bottom with forks. Weeds, stones, tins and eels they pulled up, but no shotgun. Then fate gave them a nearer view of the bottom. One of the constables reaching too far out, upset the balance. The boat turned over, and in among the weeds, the stones, the tins, the eels, and the thick mud-stirred water went the six constables—and the sergeant. The clouds hung overhead, a biting wind blew across the paddocks, and occasionally a thin misty rain fell. From the mud emerged the seven large figures, dripping and shivering. Their boat was upside-down, and the forks with which they had probed the depths lay now at the bottom. The Law was not at its most majestic. However, the police car was used to bring relief in the shape of warm clothing to the scene and soon the men were busy again, stirring the mud; i but this time from inside the boat, and the bank. The Round of Inquiry. There was no relief for the detectives who were busy in the vicinity. They were making visit after visit along the line already covered taking fi*esh statements and reviewing old ones. It is wearisome work, but they are carrying on. Asked at the conclusion of this morning’s work if there was anything fresh to report, Superintendent D. J. Cummings, who was again on the scene directing operations, said that as yet there was nothing of importance.