Alice Allen had been gone for more than a few hours and her husband, Bradley, was starting to worry. Alice had walked next door to ask her friend, Annie Sloates, to help her husband keep an eye on her children while she was in Minnesota visiting relatives. She had a train ticket out of Laurel for the next day, Easter Sunday, April 20, 1919. But it was nearly 11 p.m. k and dark outside. Sloates' boardinghouse was barely a mile away and Alice should have returned by now.