The Press., 1911-08-09

.Go ahead said zaneIla, If you
 will give us your horrid stories, and
 get through with 1t"
 ''Be patient. am nearly finished.
 The murder was reported to the pO-
 lice. who at once took possession of
 the premises. On the floor they found ! an article of jewelry that had been
 doubtless dropped by the murderer in
 his hurry. It would form good clew
 if it's mate-for 1t was one of two could be found on any one. The case was put into the hands of Marshal Rizzuto of the carabinieri, who at once began investigations. He learned that the murdered mans intimate friend, Amadeo. was missing. The problem was to find Amadeo.
 "But to do this he must first gain the confidence of the mans friends RizZuto disguised himself as a peddler of rinkets such as are sold on the streets of Naples for few centesim1 each to tourists, mostly Americans, and, making his living in this way, he was not suspected when he told cer- tain criminals that he would like to go into crime as a means of subsistence. He was not long in finding persons who were anxious to help him for a share of the plunder. But his ulti- mate object was to effect an entrance into the noble society of the Camorra as the only way to hear of AmadeO. He failed fin this, but learned the whereabouts of his man in another way. One of Amadeo's former &C., quaintances, an Italian American, wrote anonymously to the commander of the carabinieri that he had seen Amadeo, whom he knew to be wanted for the Archeopon murder. in New York"
 The story was drawing to a close, and Attanasio looked as if it had been wound about him as an anaconda will wind itself about its prey. He looked for loephole for escape, but none ap- peared. Besides, the story teller was holding him with his eyes. ...
 "Rizzuto," continued Fabroni, lat once took a steamer for America. Ar irving in New York, he sought some information of Amadeo. Unfortunate ly he had never seen the murderer, and there were no pictures of him. Rizzu- to. too, visited many Italian resorts, but made no headway. One day he went into an Italian restaurant to dine. An acquaintance came in with a friend, whom he introduced to RizzutO. In stretching forth his arm this man dis played a linked cuff button"
 The speaker paused again to fix his eyes on Attanasio. They seemed to paralyze the man. Then Fabroni added:
 Pull up your coat sleeve, please"
 Attanasio reluctantly and with a trembling hand did as he was told. Fabroni put his thumb and finger in his vest pocket and pulled out link cuff button. It matched the one dis played.
 Raise the other sleeve, please"
 Attanasio, with the same reluctance. obeyed the order. The two buttons were not mates.
 Chance" exclaimed Fabroni, "or, rather, Amadeo's foolhardiness or vanity. gave Rizzuto not only a clew but absolute proof as to the identity of his man."
 The story teller turned to Zanella. | Pardon me-" he said. flor inflicting | upon you this unlnteresting story. have really been operating the third | degree upon your friend. Senor Alt tanasio. came here to find him, and. as I have said. blind luck and his own | folly have delivered him into my hands | You may introduce me alright as Mar 1 shal RizZuto of the National Italian | cara binierl."
 Attanasio quick as a flash put his | hand under his coat and drew knife, | which he raised ready to strike his tor | mentor, but the eye of the carabinier l never for a moment left that of the man he wanted and saw the design be- | fore it had even begun to be executed | A cooked revolver was thrust under | the criminals nose before he could bring the stiletto down. Then ZanellH | took the weapon, and this flash in the pan was all that interfered with the arrest. Some disturbance was caused In the restaurant by the scene and. the landlord coming over to the table where It occurred, Rizzuto said to him calmly:
 'The police. please"
 While the telephone bell was ringing the criminal, recovering something of his nerve, said to the carabinier:
 ''l can put you on to far more i'm portant person or persons than my self. Leave me out and take them in"
 "Who are they?"
 "Petrosino's murderers."
 "If you know anything about those men you will have to tell it to the officers of the law have no authority 10 deal with you in that matter.