The Washington herald., 1910-04-11
CHINAMEN SLAIN
IN TONG OUTBREAK


to IS Pell street, the -Four Brothers
citadel
That was a strong challenge of the On
Leongs, the shooting of so big a Four
Brothers man as Chu Moy Yen, one of
the truly Americanized Chinese in outer
aspect, who is the agent in Chinatown
of the Great Northern Railroad. and
whose business it is to secure all the
local business in long carries, both of
freight and passengers. over the lines of
that road.
Because of his business, Chu had TO
violate an unwritten law in Chinatown.
as definite as 1t seems K Throwing per-
sons absurd Four Brothers men do not
walk in Mott street, and On Leongs do
not walk in Pell street 1t is dangerous,
and those Of either camp who care to
talk with seeming frankness TO foreign
ers admit that these frontiers OF the
clans exist. Chu had TO walk in Mott
street or lose one-half the business OF
Chinatown, so he continued 70 do so, even
after war had been declared by the On
Leongs and the -Four Brothers.
Was Warned of Danger.
HE has, friend in Mott street." said
old Sam Lock, the San Francisco patri-
arch Of the Four Brothers, to-day
Three, four days ago Chu's friend he
tell Chu the On Leongs make for catch
him dead. This friend tell Chu he's
better get out. but Chu he have to make
money for his wife and his babies, so he
says he go Mott street anyway
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herosm Of his brother. Chu Moy Yen.
and almost before he had finished speak
ing the score between the tongs was be-
ing paid off four blocks away.
It was at 1870 O'clock that Chung Lee,
Chung Ling, and Chung FOok. all cousins.
after the .gregarious Chinese consanguin-
ity. were walking up Park place in their
Sunday best. They walked, Chinaman
fashion. In single file. and Chung Fook
was the last OF the three. Chung Fook
was an On Leong man in good standing
with Tom Lee and Charley Boston.
Just as they reached the southwest
corner OF Pearl street and Park place.
right in the midst Of the moving picture
and Stop shop quarter. a Chinaman. who
was standing looking at the glazing litho-
graphs of the Butterfly Queens on bill
board. turned, pulled his hands out Of his
long sleeves. and made a quick step in
the direction OF the last of the three.
Three Shots Fired.
Chung FoOk the marked man, must
have caught a CLINT OF something blue
and shining. for he squealed like rat,
and then the gun that was pressed within
a foot Of his blouse began 70 bark Three
shots were fired: two went wild and the
third ripped through Chung Fooks stom-
ach. He dropped. and the two cousins
ahead of him ran without turning around
to look.
At the sound Of the shots that section
Of Park place sprouted into a jumbled
mass Of people instantly, all making in
the direction of the sprawlng figure on
the sidewalk The Chinaman who had
done the shooting cooked his revolver
again and swept his eve over the fore
most Of the crowd. Weasel-like. but the
instinct of the Chinaman which warns
him against the white man prevailed. He
slid his gun into his sleeve and started
to run. He pumped into the arms OF Po-
liceman Pill of the Oak street station.
and the policeman dragged him out of
the press and took him TO the station
house.
There he said his name was Chu Hahn.
and that he was a laundryman. living at
% 10 Pell street That was all he would
say. His name explained the cause for
the murder. Chu is one Of the four sir
names the possession Of which consti-
tutes qualification for membership in the
fraternity Of the Four Brothers
Third Victim of Feud.
The third victim of the shooting was
Shang. a nephew of Chu Fong. who IS
a prominent member of the clan OF Four,
who sat at the end Of one of the long
mating tables within the inner
room Of this social club late this after
non gambling Frank Nam himself adj
mits that this nephew of Chu Fong was
gambling It was fan-tan. and the long
stretch of clean mating was heaped with
the white buttons and the domino tallies
OF the game.
Shang had not been winning. so he sud
denly called upon Ing Mon, who was
hanger-on of the All Shung Social Club
and general down-at-the-heels Chinese
sport, to change places with him at the
table.
You know, Chinese gambler make
change place when he lose" as Frank
Nam put it.
So Shang, the -Four Brothers man,
changed from his place at the very end
of the table. next TO getaway door in
the rear of the clubrooms, and the hap
less Ing Mon. who was nothing frater-
nally, sat on the high stool where Shang
had been. Before that change was made
somebody must have gone out of the
gambling place. as Frank Nam urged to-
day, "Makee diaglam to gun man what
place Shang he sit"
At any rate. fate moved a pawn over
the roof of a cookshop back of the build
ing at 80 Mott street, through a tiny
getaway grating set at the bottom Of
the iron-screened window in the back of
the social club building. and through an
anteroom there to a door right by the
elbow of the man who sat at the near
end OF the table.
This door suddenly flew open and in
ward. and the pawn thrust the long
snout of his .45 around the corner until
it stopped against body Then the pawn
pulled the trigger twice, and Ing Mon
fell dead.
After this third shooting. Chinatown
came as near being panicky as II ever
can. When Capt. Enright, who Is re-
heving Capt. Calvin at the Elizabeth
street station and who IS yet unac-
quainted with the inner mazes of China
town politics. sent out all of his reserves
and Inspector Daily clouted the three
streets Of the ousrter with more reserves