New-York tribune., 1906-05-20

sad that Beppe did not
ALWAYS 90 out to work, sometimes returned
while Ludovico was away. One night Candido had
closed the door in the face of his friend who had
sought lodgings elsewhere.
1t appeared that, the day before the homicide,
Candido had purchased a revolver which he had
exhibited to his wife. neighbor later had over
heard her crying, and had asked what the
matter, to which she had replied: "Ludovico has
bought a pistol. l fear it is for Beppe!" The
next Sunday evening the defendant and Montaro
had met in a wine-shop, walked to Candido's house
together and in front of the door had had violent
words. Then the husband had shot the lover.
1t was as plain as daylight. There were the motive
the premeditaton, the deliberation, and the intent
AT the conclusion of the evidence the prosecution
gree.
Candido's eyes strayed away from the young
prosecutor, furtively seeking the corner where
Maria and the child were sitting He could not see
them, owing to the throngs of neghbors huddled
upon the benches. There were Petulano the baker,
Felute the janitor, little FredericO the proprietor
of the wine-shop, Condesso Pettalino and Man
tell, with their wives, their sisters and friends
Pietro Petrosino!" called the prosecutor a
1.-THE youngster slipped off the front bench smiling
and made his way behind the jury-box The jury
frightened instinctvely they caught sight of his
picturesque figure, the round curly head and the
flush of his deep-oive complexion Candido knew
him for a gambler, cock-fghter, and worse. What
plot could be brewing now? How did it come that
this man was going to be witness against him?
How had the prosecution got hold of him?-this
scum from Sicily this man who knew absolutely
nothing of the affair.
Petros b Ack eyes sparkled innocently as he
took the oath and threw himself gracefully across
the armchair the PLATFORM the center of collective
observation.
o. Dioi He knew the defendant, yes, to his cost,
he knew him! And Beppe, also. Alas! Poor
Beppel fine statue of a man. good man.
peaceabe man! He also had been with them in
the Wine-shop when the two had talked together
apart from the others. No doubt Candido had had
the pistol in his pocket at the very moment. They
had whispered between themselves their heads
close together, like who is being shrven, and
Beppe had kissed the hand of Ludovco in friendship,
Then the three had walked homeward and from the
darkness of the hallway Canddo had shot out at
Beppe-shot him Cike bag). Pietro
Illustrated, taking the part of Beppe He whispered,
he kissed an imaginary hand he walked, he fell
like bagi'
The jury listened entranced 1t was like going
to the theater, only better-much better, and cost
nothing. Besides, afterward they could turn down
their thumbs them up, they might see mt.
For a moment the jury thought they saw
the whole thing Perfdious hand-kissing
Bneiqrdoi bitgiqrdo," shrieked Candido, rising
Historically and tearing the air in impotent rage.
LIAR Liar! He was not there! He knows nothing!
He is an enemy!"
'SHen2ioi" cried the fantastically bearded inter
prefer Keep still" ordered court officer shaking
the prisoner roughly by the shoulder The jury
deliphte ed pietrO was entirely concerned. "A