The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1893-12-01
INFLICTS A SEVERE WOUND.
He Then Fires Two Bullets Into
His Head.
HE HAD BEEN A BARKEEPER.
A Thanksgiving Day Tragedy i'm a
Barbary Coast Saloon = State
ment of a Witness.

Mrs. Addie Warner. a young and very
comedy brunette, was shot through the
breast in Mrs. Lena Hartmann's saloon on
Pacific street at 5:15 o'clock yesterday
afternoon, by Frank Eckstrom, barkeeper
She ran screaming through the door and
fell in front of Carl Zeile's drugstore, 522
Pacific street. AS she fled from the saloon
the would-be murderer turned the revolver
with which he had shot her to his own
breast. fired two bullets through his head
and fell dead upon the floor
While lying in an extern porized cot In the
rear room Of the drugstore the woman re-
peatedly moaned. "Oh, why did he do 1t !?
he had no cause" She seemed to be suf-
fering great pain. but was in full posses
sion of her faculties. She at first refused
to give her name, saying II don't want
my name in the papers," but finally told
the reporters who she was. She repeatedly
requested the bystanderS to send for her
mother, saying that she was the only one
who would be good to her.
Mrs. Warmers mother lives at 204 Ritch
street, and she is said to be the wife of
sailor who is employed on the steamer
Queen. The wounded woman was taken TO
the Receiving Hospital. and while on her
way the dead body OF Eek strom was lifted
from the pool of blood in which il had been
lying and placed in the Morgue wagon.
The saloon in which the tragedy 0c-
CURED is one Of the murky little dens so
common On the barbary Coast. The propri-
etress was standing outside when Eckstrom
commenced firing. 1t was dark within,
and the only witness to the crime was
sailor named Johnson. He told a CALL
reporter that Eckstrom had been emp Logged
as barkeeper by Olaf johnson, who keeps
saloon called the Nevada at 526 Pacific
street Eckstrom, who was stout, well-pro-
portioned fellow 81 years of age. was very
friendly with Mrs. Warren until two or
three weeks ago, when he lost his situa-
ton. Shen then gave him the cold shoul-
der. and he began to drink very heavily.
Il was sitting in the salo0n," said john
son, land Mrs. Hartmann was outside.
Eckstrom was sitting at another table, and
just about 5 o'clock Mrs. Warner came in.
He asked her to take drink with him.
but she refused, saying that he had threat
ened to kill her the day before.
Now, shoot yourself, she exclaimed.
He raised himself from his chair and
shot her once through the breast.
MY God!' she exclaimed, and ran
shriekiDg through the door.
He then turned his pistol toward his
breast and fired one shot. / seized him by
the arm and tried to take the pistol from
him. He told me to leave him alone, fired
again and fell dying upon the foor.'
Mrs. Hartmann said that Eek strom and
Mrs. Warner had had several rows in her
place and that when Mrs. Warner refused
to go with him on Wednesday afternoon
EckstTom said he would kill her.
Mrs. Warner was taken to the Receiving
Hospital as quickly as possible in the
patrol wagon, and DR.. Samuels lost no
time in probing for the bullet, which en-
tered on ner left side. below the heart. He
failed To find it, and thinks it struck about
the seventh rib below the heart and
Olanaad off 10 hpliaUas tharo lie ahop
of her recovery.
She was seen by CALL reporter and
complained of terrible pains about her
heart She had been told of Aiken's death
and after little persuasion made the fol-
lowing statement:
My husband Is engineer on the steamer
Queen, which left for Victoria. 3. C., last
Sunday We live at 761a Howard street.
Mrs Hartmann, who keeps saloon on Pa
cific street, is friend Of mine, and yester-
day had my Thanksgiving dinner with
her. After dinner we went to the saloon.
II have known Frank Aiken for over a
year. He was bartender at the Nevada
Exchange saloon, 52S Pacific. He used to
visit friend OF mine, and by that means
scraped up an acquaintance with me. l
have called few times at the Nevada
Exchange saloon to see him at his request,
and he always wanted me to leave my
husband and go and live with him, but, OF
course, L always refused.
Yesterday afternoon Aiken came into
Mrs. Hartmann's saloon with three other
men and be asked me TO take a drink with
him. | refused, and he again asked me,
but he met with another refusal. He then
pulled pistol out of his pocket and before
any one could prevent it he fired at me. l
staggered out of the door and fell on the
sidewalk in front of the drugstore. l did
not see Aiken shoot himself, but I heard
other shots fred
Mrs. Warner has been married six years
but has no children.
She was afraid she was going to die and
last night sent to Ignatus Church for a
priest, who administered the last sacra-
ment of the church to her.