The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-02-25
WINGED BY A hip Sing TONG.
OH row LEES RIGHT H4ND HAN
SHOT DOWN IN THE STREET.
Victim Said to Have Had n Hand IN the
Attempt to Kin Mock Duck Hip
sings Rejoice -CIoom Among Other
Tongs-Nould.Be Murderer Caught.

Chinatown was at its liveliest yesterday
afternoon, bloused Celestials shutting along,
ragged children footing 1t 10 the music OF
a street piano cute yellow babies out for a
summing with wriukled old men, merchants
/ grunting a singsong In their doorways,
| when the door OF the On Leong Tong head
quarters at IS Mott street opened from the
inside and an elderly Chinaman, with fat,
aIniable face stepped out. He hesitated
a moment or two before taking TO the side
walk glancing quickly up and down the
crowded street. Nobody paid any atten-
ton to him, apparently save a round faced
baby struggling with red and white striped
stick Of candy.
The old Chnaman opened the door at Is
! again, gabbled something over his shoulder
to dozen or more in the low front room,
closed the door quickly and went UP Mott
street. walking rapidly with his hands
/ crammed under hs blouse in his trousers
I pockets He hadn't gone twenty steps
when head poked out of dark hallway
. in II. across tho street. The head was
/ followed by long lean body that lodged
/ out Of the house and slipped easily and
naturally into a bunch Of half dozen or
more Cinnamon going his way. In front OF
~ VIC bdiI ~ piii tilN NAO"A
and daTed across the street
At the same instant there was a shrill
whistle from the doorway Of the On Leong
Tong hangout. and dozen excited, shrek
ing Cinnamon tumbled into the street.
The old Chinaman started to turn toward
the whistle Just az the tall young China
man got across the street and about
twenty feet behind him. AZ he twisted
his head around, the young Chinaman
| jerked revolver out of the folds Of
his blouse threw IL up to n level with tho
old mans head. shut his eyes and nged
away. The heavy bullet ripped deep
furrow in the old mans scalp but the wound
wasn't enough to down him, He whirled
There was another shot and down he went
in heap on the sidewalk.
AZ that moment, save for the bleeding
! old Chinaman on the ground and the
younger one still holding the smoking
pistol, Mott street was as quiet and serene
as could be. There wasn't another yellow
man TO be seen anywhere. Even the on
Leong Tong men that had rushed out of
No. IS, too late TO save their own, had fed
within and barred the door. But FIVE
seconds later detective rushed out Of
| Doyers street and made for the shooter
From the other side two patrolmen came
from the Elizabeth street station stables
| The tall Chinaman was caught between
| two fires and no never made a move TO get
SwBy. AS Msnshing, tho detective, came
toward him on the run, covering him with
gun, he gave his pistol quick toss that
sent II twenty feet into tho basement en-
trance OF Soy KEGS store on the corner
| Then he Strengthened up. jammed his
| hands in his pockets and faced the police
men as mpassive as 30 much yellow stone.
! Menshing colared him and ran him
! quickly to the Elizabeth street station,
/ while LANCE and Kretchman, the patrol
/ men. hammered on nearby doors in n vain
! effort to get yellow Witnesses who would
! swear by all their ancestors at the proper
! time that they had seen nothing. heard
nothing and knew neither the shooter nor
/ the man shot.
! At the police station the Chinaman mr.
rested Rabbled out the name Ong Foug.
/ The police got out of him that he was S2
/ years old and that he was laundryman
/ at 80 jackson street Then he shut up
| and not another word could they get out
! of him He was locked up and charged
/ with shooting with intent to kill
The two patrolmen called an ambulance
| from the Hudson street ospital and DR..
Long took the wounded Chinaman there.
1t didn't take the hospital people long to
get an idea Of what the thing was all about.
The wounded man was lee Yu. - years
old. right hand man Of old Tom Lee, head
Of the On Leong Tong, and in his own night
suspected OF grave crimes and plots against
the Hip Sing Tong. They found that he
I l,l htt-t hal hrl In, IA hnal
and another in his night shoulder. Lee
Yu lives at rs Mott street and by trade is n
peaceful laundryman. He is healthy and
may pull through but the chance is an even
one.
When the fuss was all over and Mott street
had settled down bit. the police got from
their stool pigeons and interpreters some
thing like a story OF the shooting Lee Yu
is the first On Leong bagged by Hip Sing,
and he was the game they wanted worse
than opium. He is said TO have had a hand
in the attempted killing Of Mock Duck
that started assassination going merrily in
Chinatown. When the Bowery was the
battle-ground OF the longs one Saturday
night several months ago, old Lee iu was
in the forefront Of il ALL the police we're
told. although he was not caught at the
time. white man died OF that night, hit
by bullet intended for gentleman of
Hip Sing persuasion. Three weeks ago a
flute gurgled peacefully at II Mott street and
Hip Singer paid for the tune with his life.
In that business Lee Yu was suspected
very strongly by Hip Sing.
Therefore, the police we're told, Hip Sing
plotted the death of Lee Yu, just as they
! plotted killing old Tom Lee. The tong
selected a useful young man, ong Fong.
| TO do the job. The curious part Of the bust
ness was that Ong Fong didn't make his
gunplay at night, when there would seem
to have been better chance Of bagging
Lee Yu according to recognized custom.
However, Hip Sing sent Ong Fong out just
when the police we're on station. in shifting
! hours for ten minutes. He made his play
at FIVE minutes past o'clock. II he had
been a better shot Hip Sing would have
scored dead On Leong Tong man instead
! OF badly winged one.
But in their days OF tribulation even
| small mercies are thankfully received by
Hip Sing. and there we're rejoicing and de-
vout vorhip Of josses in Hip Sing houses
last night On Leong was depressed. and