The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1900-09-10

Adolph Fredmonsiy, of Barber
town. was shot in the left thigh yes
terday afternoon by Joe SCavo, of
Old Forge, who was himself badly in
jured in the scuffie which ensued, and
is now being pursued by County De-
tective Leyshon and Chief of Police
McKenna, of Old Forge. He was not
arrested last night. as his whereabouts
is being carefully concealed by his
friends, who came to his aid and
rescued him from Detective Charles
Jacobs and William 1lenry. who had
him under arrest.
The shooting was caused by a quar-
rel which took place in 'front.' of Max
Rosenbluth's saloon, in the course of
which Scavo was called a "scab."
Fredmonsky was an entirely inno-
cent party. and was in no way impli-
Gated in the row which led up to the
firing of the shots. He had the mis-
fortune to come out of his house at
the moment that Scavo was shooting
at the crowd of men who assaulted
him. Just as Friedmonsky stepped
outside OF his gAe. a bullet struck
him in the left thigh and he fell to
the ground.
The shooting occurred at $40 O'Clock
in the afternoon. Scavo is popularly
supposed in Old Forge to be one Of
the borough police officers. Just
what caused this general supposition
it Is hard to say, but Burgess Reese
last night denied that there was any
man by the name of Scavo on the
borough force.
is IN DISFAVOR
Scavo works at the Jermyn No. I
shaft, as a result of which he is high
ly in disfavor with the striking min
ers. As he walked past Rosenbluth's
saloon yesterday afternoon. Joe Den
onsko, a Polander, and one of the
men who have gone on a strike, called
out, Hello, you scab."
Scavo, who is possessed of all the
quick temper and hot blood of his
race, made an angry retort, and in
a moment the two men had grapped
and We're fercely swaying to and fro.
Deputy Constable Patrick Henry then
suddenly made his appearance on the
scene and interfered in Denonsko's
behalf. He pushed SCavo away and
ordered him from the spot.
A number of Denonsko's friends,
who We're standing by. We're embol-
dened by Henry's taking their friends
side, and when Scavo Cbeyed the con-
stables orders, and attempted to walk
away, a crowd Of angry Polanders
threw themselves upon the Italian and
bore him to the ground. They then
beat and kicked him until he at last
managed to break away.
He staggered to his feet. sore and
bruised and staggered up the road a
little way. A shower or stones fol-
lowed him, and he turned in a sud
den fury. The men pursuing him saw
his hand dart to his hip pocket, then
something bright and shiny in his
hand. and the next moment there was
a report, and bullet whistled by the
head of Denonsko. Another bullet fol-
lowed, and Friedmonsky, whose house
was nearby and who had heard the
noise outside then emerged from his
residence. The third shot followed.
Scavo in his blind rage firing Needless
ly, at friend or foe.
FRIEDMONSKY STRUCK.
Fredmonsky dropped to the ground
with a bullet in his hip, and Scavo,
sobered by the sight of what he had
done, offered no resistance to Detective
Jacobs and VIII Henry, who put him
under arrest.
The two men proceeded about fifty
feet with their prisoner, who gave no
resistance. Then Joe Rocheta, friend
of Friedmonsky. rushed up behind the
Italian and struck him a heavy blow
on the head with a club. A severe
scalp wound was inflicted, and the
blood rushed out in a rapid, heavy
stream, staining his head and face in
a horrible manner.
An instant later and the two men
and their prisoners were the center OF
a struggling mass of Italians, friends
of Scavo. Jacobs and Henry both tried
to hold their captive until they could
be reinforced, but the odds against
them We're twenty to one, and within
few moments the crowd of men had
swept up the road, with Scavo in their
midst, and disappeared in cloud OF
dust.
Chief McKenna was trying to locate