The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1906-07-07
HOW THAW
SHOT WHITE
Tragedy That Has Set
the Mainland All
kgog.

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| NEW YORK, June 25.-Harry Is
Thaw of Pittsburg, multi-millionairt
and noted clubman, killed Stanford
White the famous architect, tonight
on the roof of Madison-square Garden
He shot White twice in the back, and
as the victim whirled around in his
agony another bullet sped into his
stomach, and White dropped, lifeless,
by a table where he had been laugh
ing and in company with Mrs. Harry
X Thaw Evelyn Nesbit).
Thaw is a prisoner He gave his
name to the police as John Smith, stu
dent, of Is Lafayette street, Washing
ton He was Immediately recognized
and cards in his pocket bore the
| words:
Harry Kemble Thaw. -
/ There are two versions of the dra-
matte shooting. One is that Thaw saw
the architect with Mrs. Thaw, and, APP
preaching the couple, said:
You We stolen my wife!'
The other version is that the society
man entered with his wife and waited
for White to approach, killing him
without saying word.
| There was such tremendous excite
ment that the real story of that one
moment of revenge may never be
| known
BODY LAY UNDER TABLE.
Police reserves and an ambulance
were called and the streets were
cleared, while under table in the
roof garden was the body of White,
covered with a sheet, and with police
men surrounding it, awaiting the YER
diet of the surgeon who was racing to
the garden.
The shooting was one of the most
dramatic in the history of the city.
chile. Champagne, managed by Lilo
mel Lawrence, was being presented.
The first act had swung along with it's
blare Of brass and its tinsel, and the
hundreds upon hundreds who sat be-
meath the bright lights or peered
through the ported palms and ferns
were happy.
Five minutes after the first act had
begun q man with long gray coat
and straw hat entered A woman was
with him, it is said, but she sat down.
The stranger walked nervously up and
down the aisss, He threaded his way
through the lanes of plants, wound in
and out of the intricate alleys formed
by the tables and every one in the i'm |
mediate vicinity noticed him.
The first act passed. The stranger
was still moving about aimlessly. Five |
minutes before the second act ended |
he walked with firm tread down the
left side of the roof and halted by a
table.
SEXTET ON THE STAGE.
The g Big Six similar to the famous
=" Florodora sextet, was on the stage
The members We're singing, 81 Could
Love a Thousand Girls There was
little noise in the big garden. One of
the sextet stepped forward and began
a solo,
The man in the gray coat strobe on
until, according to some witnesses, he
faced White. With the architect were
Harry Stevens, the caterer, and beside
Mrs Thaw some men friends All were
The r-Thaw-looked White
over calmly for second, then leaned
over, and shaking his hand at the archi-
teet, said, not loudly, but calmly:
"You've ruined my life!''
White looked up. He was startled.
Before the architect could rise. ac
cording to Meyer Cohen, a witness,
Thaw had drawn a revolver and aimed
it carefully. He was as cool as if he
were leading cotillion
Two shots We're heard, and Whites
head bowed suddenly on the table,
over the glasses. Stevens rose. Mrs.
Thaw disappeared, White, vigorous
man, staggered painfully to his feet,
cooking squarely at Thaw. Thaw. still !
he same nonchalant Harry of the
society world, fired again as White
'eeled, and the man went under the
able, never to rise again.
ORDERS SONG TO CONTINUE
Lionel Lawrence, from the side of the
tage, removed only four tables from
he scene Of the shooting, sprang to |
he boards and said:
Sing. you girls! Sing! For Gods 7
axe keep ont" :
The girls sang. They danced as the Y
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