The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1909-01-31
HOW JUDGE TERRY MET
His FATE AT NAGLE'S HANDS
The Tragic Romance Of the Last Gun Fighter
Among CALIFORNIA; Great Men---A Morn
ing incident at an S. P. Eating House.

of sueked-up dust, the grlnd OF steer
brakebloeks, the blast of escaping air
from the air-hose, the squeak of springs
and ear-couplings, two trains pulled
in, one on siding, the other on the
main line. The noise of the great en-
gines was stilled, and was replaced only
by the solemn thump of the air pump.
Out of the trains poured the passengers
from Pullmans, passengers from day
coaches, train-crews white and colored.
negro seemingly went insane while
beating a gong, but recovered and
smiled brightly at the end of his solo.
Plaek chanted loudly in a solemn voice:
"This way - for - the - dining
room - Passengers - have twenty
minutes for dinner plenty
of - time gentlemanly -
agent - will - notify - passengers
- five - minutes - before the
train - starts - take your-time."
Guided by the gong and the solemn
Plaek, the passengers poured into the
dining-room. Long tables awaited them,
at which the mattresses seated them by
the simple rule of placing them at
some other table than the one they
started for. Here they found bowls of
cold soup awaiting them-thoughtfull
made cold so they might not have to
wait for it to cool. When they had
pushed back their cold soup, they could,
while waiting for the next course, re-
gale themselves with gazing on the col.
ored tissue-paper festoons, which hung
from the ceilings, the deadly fy-paper
plates where unsuspecting flies had met
their doom, and the perhaps equally
deadly pies which garnished the table,
on which passengers might later meet
their doom.
Scents will please take off THEN
hats at the table!' commanded the
stentorian tones of PIack. And then,
soto voce, 'this amt no cheap hash
hOuse.D
The few men who in their hurry had
forgotten to remove their headpieces
blushed, took them off, looked around
uneasly, and finally hung them on the
floor. The women who had put their
hand-satchels and purses on the table,
mauger the objections of the waitress
es, smiled superior at the feebleness of
a so-called stronger sex The table
where the brakemen, Pullman porters,
and children sat was methodically pIod-
ding along through the courses and al
ready reached pudding, while the pas
sengers regarded them with jealous
eyes.
Again Plack s orotund voice rang
through the room: "Plenty-of-time
- ladies - and - gents twelve -
minutes more - take your -
time!J
Into the refectory there came a solid,
thick, and unctuous mass of kitchen
odor. The Hebes were bringing "lamb
pot-pie' ''prime roast beef and
"eorned beef and cabbage For those
who contemplated these viands without
enthusiasm a breathless question was
put-"Pie-or puddin- tea -or-coffee?'
Nearly every table in the diningroom
was filed. There were three rows of
five tables. At the center table of the
center row Justice Stephen J. Field
and his guard were seated, side by
side, their faces toward the door. They
had about half finished their meal when
the watchful U. S. Deputy Maggie saw
a stalwart figure in the doorway. Tt
was Judge Terry He entered. followed
by his wife. The only vacant seats
remaining were at the last table on the
inner row, in the furthest corner of
the room. Toward these Plack pointed.
and Judge Terry and his wife made
their way in that direction. They
passed along the aisle next the wall.
and not by the center row of tables,
or they would have gone directly by
the table where Stephen j. Field was
seated. Judge Terry did not look in
the direction of Stephen J. Field and
did not seem to see him. Field had his
head bent over the table and did not
notice Terry. Maggie, who saw both
Terry and his wife, kept his eyes on
them, but said nothing to Field.
As they were halfway up the room
Mrs. Terry's eyes fell on Field. She
stopped suddenly and over her worn
face there came look of venomous
hatred. For a moment she hesitated
and made as if to dart forward ant
speak to her husband. But she chang
ed her mind, rapidly made her wav bach
TO the door, and went toward the train
-NdSIe IOliOWeu ner every motion will
his eyes. He observed that Plack ais,
was watching her. AS soon as she hat
left the room, Plack went to her hus
band and said:
'Judge, | hope Mrs. Terry won
raise no disturbance in the dining
ROOM
Terry looked up at him questioninclv
"What do you mean?' he asked.
'She stopped when she saw .Tustie
Field in the room, and went back t.
the train for something You don
think she will made trouble here, do
You, judge?
al think it very likely if she say
Field here replied Terry quietly
"Where is he?''
Plack pointed. to the table in tn
center of the room. Terry followed tn
gesture with his eyes. He did not aga
take them from the unconscious Ficlc
''Perhaps You had better put ma
at the door, continued Terry, in tn
same quiet manner, still looking fixedl
past Plack; "and on some pretext prt
vent her from entering the roo,
again.