Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-08-10

Mr.. Edwards who beat the mayors as
sailant into submission. Here is the
commissioners story:
Yesterday morning about $50 Mr..
Lederle and 1 arrived at the North
German Lloyd pier, Hoboken, and i'm
mediately went aboard the steamer
Kaiser Wilhelm der Crosse to say good
bye and bon voyage to his honor, Mayor
William j. Gaynor. l soon found the
mayor In group on the forward deck.
Counsel Watson. Commissioner Thompson
and Robert Adamson, the mayors secre-
tary.
II was standing on the mayors left
The mayor seemed most cheerful, and he
was talking to me at the time. I heard a
pistol report. AS there were a good many
camera men around, 1 thought perhaps
a moving picture was about to be taken
Immediately after the shot was fred 1
turned to my right and saw a man with
a revolver right behind the mayor, not
more than eighteen inches away. He was
a short, thick-set man, about forty-five
years old. waving pistol ready to shoot
again.
"Realizing that he was the person who
had injured the mayor, 1 tackled him
and carried him up against the steamer
rail, and we fell in a heap upon the deck
AS we fell to the deck he discharged the
revolver again. and the shot pierced the
sleeve of my coat on the left arm. went
through the shirt and burrOwed its way
through the fleshy part of my arm.
Didn't Know He Was Shot.
This did not realize until a couple of
hours afterward, when it was called to
my attention by Deputy Commissioner
Bugher. The third shot went Off after
vro fol IN ho Tta
fierce fight but with the assistance of
on one of his hands. Ralph Bloomer. a
personal friend of mine. was near, and 1
asked him to take care Of his head, as he
was trying to bite me.
I'VE soon got him up on his feet, and
with the assistance of some officers who
were there took him to the automobile
outside of the pier and thence to police
headquarters in Hoboken, where he was
arraigned and committed to await the
action of the grand jury.
The man appeared perfectly rational
and sane. He would not give me his
name going to the police station; said 1t
was none of my business. He made the
statement that the mayor had taken his
bread and butter away.
1T was undoubtedly the first shot
which hit the mayor, and undoubtedly
the second shot which glanced off on my
arm. The third shot went Off as we
were going to the floor near the rail.
THE revolver was a Harrington &
Richardson .38, double action. Gallagher
said it was one he used while on duty in
the dock department"
Adamson Saw Shooters Gun.
Secretary Adamson said:
II saw Gallagher as he stood there by
the ships rail, and saw something in his
hand which looked like a revolver. But
his whole appearance had in it so little
to attract attention that it never oc-
Cured to me that he intended trouble,
and l did not recognize him as the man
who had come to my Office with COM
plant about his discharge from the dock
department.
THE shooting occurred so quickly that
there isn't much to say about it. The
mayor had just been talking to DIR. Led
erie about the case of the health depart
ment employee who was in trouble for
assaulting Frank Matthews and had
asked him: Where's your heart. Led
erle? Then photographer wanted
picture and he stepped back toward the
rail. Then came the click Of the pistol
and then the shot.
Second Shot Went Wild.
Il jumped forward and saw the gun
about six inches from my head. 1t must
have been pressed right up to the
mayors face when Gallagher shot him.
for it certainly wasn't more than six
inches away from mine I threw up my
arm and knocked the gun up in the air
and the second shot went wide.
Then Bill Edwards got Gallagher and
started to find a doctor. l met a man
who said he was DIR. Smith, and recog-
nized one Of the mayors Brooklyn
friends who had been talking with him
previously. He oume back with us to
where the mayor was standing by the
rail and we took the mayor to his cabin.
In the cabin / started to unbutton his
vest and collar, but he told me to stop
and to wait until the doctors came. The
mayor did not want to be taken ashore.
but DR.. Strauch insisted that he must
go, and finally he gave in. The mayor
didn't say very much. He asked me who
shot him, and 1 told him that I didn't
have the least idea, for l had not at
that time learned GaIlaghers identity.
The mayor told his son Rufus not to
worry and from time to time complained
that the blood gathered in his throat and
prevented his swallowing. The ride to
the hospital was without incident