The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-11-30
MISREPRESENTATION
ITALIAN FOUND, A Suicide, IN
AN OLD ROLLER.
wounds Of Daughi er-ln-Isaw and
Then Bis Own wire, Roth Fatally -E1ees
From Home " u Oun Next Day Far
From Home 10y Chlldr en- AZ Play in Yard.

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after he had shot his wife. Carme LA. and
tried to kin Giovanni Garrone Wednesday
ate rnoon in Front street, Manhattan, was
found in a boiler in the Franklin machine
yards, Williamsburg, yesterday afternoon.
His ste pdaughter, Garrone's wife, identified
the body last night with Detective Kenelly.
Quintiero, who was half mad, his Front
street neighbors said. had crawled into the
old boiler and killed himself, probably
Wedne sday night after he had fed from
home, He shot himself in the abdomen,
and the bullet, taking a slanting course,
went into his lungs.
He lived at 800 Front street with his wife
md their five children. In the same house
was Giovanni Garrone and Maria with
their three children. The Garrones made
a hin living at tailoring. both Giovanni
and Maria. They were sober, respectable
people, said the chattering ~neighbors who
visited the Front street house yesterday
10 sympathize with Garrone's sorrowful
wife and help AXE care of the scared
children.
Quintiero had been afraid Of h arm from
italian blackmsilers for a long time, said
the gossipy ~neighbors. Maybe it was a
secret society " hat you call the Black Hand.
Perhaps he had got letters from the black
mailers; they had heard SO, others had, az
Giuseppe Concini around the corner knew
very well.
But at any rate Antonio, who once was
CHEEKY and light hearted and liked nothing
20 much as a round of talk over a little red
wine or a game of cards with the signora,
II no better partner offered, became within
recent weeks sour, morose, sullen, quick
TO snsrl at any one who came at him suddenly
n.-a III s----
Massa, maledictions on the beast.
He got so, did that Antonio, that a mere
knocking at the door of his fat sent him
TO a back room in a hurry, where he would
stay with his revolver handy until Maria
assured him that there was no danger.
it was only Giovanni Garrone at the door
and could the signora borrow their spaghetti
board.
Quintiero became suspicious and dis
trustful of the hard working little tailor
finally wouldn't let him enter and quarrelled
with him. He had the idea firmly fixed, said
the neighbors, that Garrone knew of a
plot to take his money from him or kill
him IL he wouldn't pay a ransom. His
stepdaughter. the wife Of the tailor, tried
TO make up the quarrel, which was all one
sided, but Quintiero advised her viciously
TO mind her business.
Late Wednesday afternoon a woman
put her head and shoulders out of a win
dow on the top floor of 200 Front street and
screamed. A policeman who did not know
the Italian word for murder thought there
was a fire in The hou and pulled the nearest
box. When the fremen got to the house
they found a small crowd in the hallway
and a man and a woman bleeding on the
door from bullet wound
Thew Withdrew. RArCaStiCallV telling the
cop they didn't like to butt in on his job.
The policeman got there too late to catch
Quintiero, whose rage had got the better
Of him. The neiGhbors told the policeman
the story of what had happened and it lost
nothing in the telling.
A letter had CONS - the house in the
afternoon and il was addressed apparently
10 Quintiero, although the writing was
puzzling. The caretaker took it up to
Quintiero, who listened through a crack
In the door.
take IL away!" he shouted. at is not
for me. 1t is from devils and brigands."
Apparently the incident of the letter
increased his mistrnst Of Giovanni Garrone
and he got out his revolver and sat for
several hours playing with it. Toward
evening Garrone got home from work and
went into his fiat, separated from Quin-
tiero's only by a thin partition. While
Quintiero Sat in back of the door play
ing with his pistol the door opened and in
walked the little tailor carrying half Of a
beefsteak.
-Signora Garrone sent the meat as a
present and a peace Offering to Signor
Quintiero, but iii luck went with IT," said
the ~neighbors, shaking their heads and
eying a bloodstain ON the t1oor or the
hallway.
The instant Quintiero saw the little tailor
he fired at him, the bullet striking Garrone
In the back. Badly scared, the tailor turned
around and ran, knocking over several
children as he went and finally dropping
In the hall. Quintiero started after him,
shooting once or twice, the bullet going
wild each time. Quintiero's wife ran out
Of their Nat and caught her husband by the
wrist, pleading with him not to shoot any
more. He threw her on, but she caught
hold Of him again, still begging him TO
drop his revolver. Then uintiero shot her
In the left breast near the heart.
The Railways we're full OF screaming,
crying women by that time, with frightened
children clinging to their legs. Quintiero
ran down a flight OF steps and, seeing a
woman running toward him, fired at her.
The bullet missed, and he ran down another
flight. He shot at a pair OF heads that
were poked out OF a doorway, missed again
and then dropped out OF a back window
onto the fire escape a minute or two before
Q policeman ran in the front way. he got
several minutes start, because IL was hard
for the policeman to make out in the con-
fusion OF tongues who had done the shoot
Ing.
when he dropped from the fire escape into
a backyard in Water street, and ran through
Water street toward Dover.
Half a dozen children playing in the
Franklin Machine Works yard at the foot
of Meserole avenue, williamsburg, found
the body. Two of. the children crawled
into an old boiler to hide and crawled out
again in a hurry very much frightened.
Edward Farrell and Robert Masterson ran
70 the bunch of children, looked IN the
boiler and saw the body OF a man. AT his
feet Law a revolver. Ambulance Surgeon
Tietze Of the Eastern District Hospital said
he thought the man had been dead twelve
hours or more. The body was identified
az the Greenpoint avenue station, where
the police found a postal card in the pockets
addressed TO "A. Quintiero." The revolver
was new and with It were forty-ive unused
cartridges.
Quintiero's wife In in st. Gregory's Hos
pital and will die. GarrOne, the tailor,
who was shot in the back, hasn't much
chance TO recover.
JOTTINGS ABOUT TOWN.