The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1910-01-26
HURLED CLUB into HOTEL
RAGE FILLED CARPENTER AS HE
SAW BIG RICH AT DINNER.
Made No Effort to Escape, But Stood
Smiling at the Confusion. II
Can Eat in Jail" He Said.


Can Eat in JAIL" He Said.
NEW YORK.-Two large Indian
clubs, tied in a bundle, crashed
through the heavy plate-glass win
dows on the Thirty-third street side
of the Waldorf-Astoria diningroom,
close to Fifth avenue, about l o'clock
in the afternoon, SCATTERING glass in
every direction.
The sudden breaking of glass
frightened all in the crowded dining
room. Diners scrambled to their
feet, upsetting glasses and china
No one knew exactly what had hap
pened.
Outside stood a man, who was
looking at the broken window
through which he had hurled the In
dian clubs. He made no attempt to
get away. He didn't care to get
away. He was desperate and hun
CRY.
The man was Henry Westerburg,
"a years old, of Brooklyn. A car
penter, he had been out of work for
four months, and all his savings were
spent. For two days he had had
nothing to eat
Early in the day he had walked to
a sporting goods store in Nassau
street from his home and explained
he had been champion club swinger
in Sweden years ago and believed he
could pick up little money by giving
exhibitions of club swinging in sa-
looms.
Lacked Courage to Try.
He showed the manager what he
could do in that line and begged that
he be trusted for a pair of Indian
clubs. The manager said he would
give him a pair.
So Westerburg started out, and, al
though he went to many saloons he
.coUlun't summon up courage to try
the new game, and he passed them
all up, gradually working his way
further uptown.
SO it was that at the luncheon hour
he came to be standing outside the
Waldorf. He looked in at the great
windows and saw all the tables filled
with people eating and drinking
The sight fascinated the hungry
man. For many minutes he gazed in,
and then a great rage filled him to
think they could eat and eat and
eat, while he must go hungry.
Without stopping to think of the
hN t.
gave it mighty swing and sent it
whirling at the nearest window. SO
great was the force that it not only
crashed through the plate glass, but
went over three tables before it fell
with thump on the floor.
Smiled at the COmmotion.
When some of the servants ran
out to the street they found Wester-
burg standing quietly by the curb
and smiling as he watched the com
motion in the restaurant. John
Donohue, a footman, held him until
the house detective came. Then he
was taken to the West Thirtieth
street station.
He was arraigned before Magis-
trate Kernochan in the Jefferson
Market court. To him he told his
story.
Il was hungry" he said, "and it
made me angry to see them eating
when I had nothing. Finally my
arm came up and I threw the clubs
without half knowing what 1 was
doing. l suppose I must go to jail,
but l will get something to eat there.
1t will be better than tramping the
streets.
Magistrate Kernochan expressed
sympathy for the man, but had to
hold him for trial on a charge of
malicious mischief. When Wester-
burg was sitting in cell little
later a waiter from a nearby restau-
rant appeared with well-laden tray
/ and set it before the hungry man.
Compliments of the Judge" said
the waiter.