The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1904-07-13
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When scaffoldi was asked 10 account
for treating the other prisoner 80 roughly.
he revealed his mind, adding that he
hated the Mana more than anything else
In the world. and that he felt easy about
the outcome OF the trial. because II was
not the Itahans who were responsible.
but others known TO a chosen few.
Pressed TO tell all he knew about IL,
Scaffoldi described what had happened to
him in the 81. Charles Hote. giving even
the name of Detective Dean.
| In the meanwhile. Mayor Shakespeare
| had announced his determination TO break
up the sicilian murder Sooiety and get
| rid OF the brigands and bravados in New
| Orleans. at all hazards. and a special
| meeting OF the city council was called for
| the evening OF October IL to decide as TO
what would be the best policy TO be pur-
sued in the matter The city appropriated
| for the use OF a COMMITTEES OF safety, ten
| thousand dollars and citizens subscribed
| enough more TO bring the amount to ffty
| thousand dollars.
The man known as Dean was not Idle
| in the meantime. especially when articles
| appeared in The States and THE
| Times" describing the fight in the prison
between two OF the arrested men and
telling how one OF these had hinted about
| some mysterious party being responsible
| for the murder.
Dean. who understood plainly that such
/ a man could be no other than his old
acquaintance. Scaffoldi. 10 whom he had
! expressed his ugly feelings about Hen
nessey. now began 10 put forth every ef-
fort to stir up the public feeling agairst
| the italians.
I Many times he delivered infamma tory
speeches on the squares. standing in
team or upon an empty barrel and his
speeches were attended with yells. jeers
and grosns from the crowd. which thus
| gave vent 20 It's fury.
The morning OF October seventeenth.
1890, Dean, from a drsy-cart, was again
laundering the Ciceronisn ''luousque tan
dem" against the Mafa, pointing out that
a certain Mr. Peeler very reputable
citizen, had identified the very man whol
had fred the fatal shot, which entered
Hennessey's chest. and that the guilty
man was one arrested on the very spot,
by name Scaffoldi
And this man" Dean continued 's
still living ana playing the bully in the
prisons. laughing at the charges. and in
sinuating against all the honorable
citizens OF New Orleans. as the mur-
derers of the beloved Chief. over whose
loss the city Is grieving like a mother
! over the death OF her petted child. While
pense In the prison, the body OF the pro-
tector OF the public is lying in state In
the City Hail. in the same room in which
Jefferson Davis was exposed. But the
| posthImous honors will not revive his
corpse. II Hennessey could again open
his eyes. IL he could utter but one word
that word would be vengeance and a
prompt one. see women here weep
ing bitterly. and say that we cannot ex-
pect anything else from women, but we
men!-Fie for shamel--Is none OF US
capable OF vindicating Hennessey? And
still we affirm with brasen faces. that we
respect his memory. that we love his chill
dren. left in desolation and despair"
A deep pause followed this remarkable
address: then a slight stir among the
crowd, a wave OF uneasiness. of rez-
lessness, as OF desperation under pressure
Then a voice was heard saying:
"Tll be the one who will make prompt
Justice" A man broke from the crowd.
running in the direction Of the parish
prison.
II was 8 o'clock In the afternoon when
a certain Thomas H. Duffy, a young man
2s years OF age. employed IN the offfce
Of the Spirit Of the South" called at
the prison and asked 10 see scarol6i. as
he believed, he said, that ne could iden-
tify the prisoner
Presently scafroldi appeared accom-
panied by Sheriff Dyer. The prisoner
shuf1ed along the corridor to within few
inches Of the inside gate. when Duffy.
who was standing about foot outside
the gate, drew a revolver from his hip
pocket and fred
scafYoldi fell with a groan, the blood
squirting from wound on the left side
Of the neck
Judge NJ. G. Bringier and Father o'Neil
were sent for, and the latter was Just
I .sx.I- n.
Scafroldi, with blood gushing from his
mouth. had only a chance to make a
statement OF few words.
II am innocent. as Is the Maha, Mr..
Judge. You better look for a Mr.. Dean.
regret only not having killed my
brothers slayer Obi I am DYING
That was scaffoldfs last gasp.
"Curst be the heart that thought the
thought,
And curst be the hand that nred the
shot"
In the hurly-buriy that followed n "a
shooting from the masters house, orsini
lost hold OF the women, who heedlessly
started on the run toward the carriage
they saw stationed nearby; but the driver,
himself frightened. fell to lashing his
horses and he went rafting down the
street at full speed.
People who had been walked suddenly
aotut their rooms In noctural costume:
come were at the windows peering up
ard down the street. others, leaning far
over the sills. we're inauirins of the
hundreds rapidly passing below:
What is the trouble7''
To Gsbriella's childish soul. the scene
was one Of terror. for though II was un-
ineligible TO her, she was impressed
with the mighty power Of the angry peo-
pie. mostly from the slums. who had al
ready filled the surrounding streets.
Ragged ruffians and wretched viragos
hummiag some .vernaculsr tune OF la
Marseillaise. were swelling the crowd
thinking that some great calamity had
struck the city and that they could make
a good booty during the panic
ON hearing that Chief 81 Police Hen.
nessey had been assassinsted by the Ital-
isns. ell the assembled people were struck
with the stupor which followed the shock
and excitement followed the stupor. in.
creasng rapidly IN temper and fury