The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1908-10-06
LIGHTS AND SHADOWS
OF NEW YORK.
A Resume of the Comedy and Tragedy
of Great City.

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Vincent Gezzino, at Second avenue
and Houston street, followed the IL
lustrious examples Of his forebears
when he stuck a knife into a play
mates breast.
Little Vincenzo and Francisco Al
,,fordo were boxing, surrounded by a
group Of playmates, with Vincenzo
having shade the better Of it, when
Francisco's brother Antonio slipped
in and struck Vincenzo a violent
blow in the mouth. The stricken lad
staggered, pressed his hand to his
mouth, and saw it was stained with
blood.
With a look Of hatred, Vincenzo
turned and ran to his home on STAN
ton street. He was not gone long,
and the boys were there when he re-
turned. With an immobile face he
approached, and with a quiet word
brought flame to Antonio's face.
Antonio's fist shot out. Little
Vincerzo took the blow smiling, but
the instant Antonio's arm had spent
Its force and his body was unguarded
little Vincenzo's hand came from be-
thind his back like a flash and the
fingers gripped a nine-inch blade.
Little Vincenzo struck swiftly, and
the blade was buried in Antonio s
body. As he fell, little Vincenzo
struck again, this time in the chest.
Policeman Heutte, Of the Fifth
street station, was nearby, and, see
ing Antonio fall, rushed forward. The
group Of boys had dispersed silently
almost as the blade flashed. It had
come down to them from their faith
ers' fathers that what had taken
place was not to be spoken of. Only
little Vincenzo was there, standing
over Antonio, when Heutte arrived.
"Who stabbed him?' asked Heut-
te.
"I," said little Vincenzo, laconi-
cally.
Later, word was received at the
police station that Antonio was NOR
tally wounded.
"AntOniO will die they told lit
tie Vincenzo.
"He will die," little Vincenzo re-
peated, speaking the word slowly as if
confirming fact he had long before
accepted.
Help! Burglars! Police! came siz-
zling over the telephone wire which
leads into police headquarters.
| East Fifty-fiifth Street Station was
called up from central, and here the
| desk sergeant dropped the receiver,
banged the gong that is wont to stir
the reserves from "spades trump
in their pinochle dreams to "clubs
trump" in the onrushing patrol wa
gon.
The call for help came from Miss
Elizabeth Smith, night nurse at the
Babies Hospital, owing to the fact
that she had observed light in the
dining-room at an unearthly hour in
the morning.
The night nurses we're called into
consultation, and while the general
consensus of opinion was that the
burglar might be good looking and
a desirable man to chat with, still no
chances should be taken.
Hence the call for help and the
"hurry-up" wagon filled with "gum-
shoe artists and husky blue coats.
The hospital was quickly surround
ed, and with several subdued "hists"
the men in plain clothes entered and
were escorted to the dining-room door
and told to "go as far as they lik-
ed.'
And then Miss Smith made noise
like hoop and rolled away.
The detectives found the dining
room in perfect order-no windows
open-no silver disturbed, and the
babies toy banks intact.
Suddenly the eagle eye Of one of
the "Sherlocks fell upon half
burned match in front Of the ice
box-also some crumbs.
"Aha," he Kissed, and his COM
panions calculated "g-r-r' and wait
ed, with drawn revolvers and maybe
with overdrawn bank accounts.
"My massive brain deduces,'' he
exclaimed. "Listen'-
"Here is the ice box, here the
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