The Whitefish pilot. [volume] (Whitefish, Mont.) 1904-current, 1911-09-28


who knew about his transactions be
informed upon them. No sooner had
he dOne SO than he was condemned to
die ...-
The speaker paused and slipped his
wine. Zanella glanced at his friend
AttanasiO and 81 " that FabrOni's story
was having powerful effect on him.
He fingered his glass nervously. and
his restless eye was never fixed but
for few moments on amy object.
"A man whom we will call Amadeo,"
continued Fubroni. was deputed to do
the deed. He and the person to be
dispatched had Oeen and were sup.
POSED to be bosom friends. He knew
the doomed mans residence. the room
he slept in and how to get in and out
without being seen. One night he
climbed u lattice. got on roof. enter.
ed his friends room. and-well. the
next morning his friend was found
dead In his bed and quantities of jew.
elry he had gained by stealth we're
missing. The stealing Of the jewelry
was to give the impression that the
man had been murdered for that es.
pecially."
The speaker again paused and took
a sip OF wine. AttanasiO had become
more and more agitated till he was
now trembling.
Go ahead" said Zanella. III you
will give US your horrid stories. and
get through with it,
NR0 ~ finnf III AL
The murder WIS reported to the no.
lice. who ut once took possession of
the premises. On the tOor they found
an article of jewelry that had been
doubtless dropped by the murderer in
his hurry. 1t would form a good clew
II its mate-for it 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 lind Amadeo.
But to do this he must first gain
the confidence of the mans friends.
RizzutO disguised himself as a peddler
OF trtnkets such as are sold on the
streets Of Naples for few centesimi
each to tourists. mostly Americans.
and. making his living in this way. he
was not suspected when he told Ger.
tain criminals that he would like to 90
into crime us means Of subsistence.
He was not long in finding persons
who were anxious to help him for a
share of the plumber hut 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 In this. but learned the
whereabouts Of his man in another
way. One of Anladeo'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 Archeopoli murder. in New
York."
The story was drawing to a close,
and Attanasio looked as If 1t had been
wound about him us 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
one" took a steamer for America. Ar
irving in New York. he sought some
information of AmadeO. Unfortunate
~ he had never seen the murderer, and
there were no pictures of him. Rizzu.
to. too. visited many Italian resorts. but
made no Roadway. One day be went
into an Italian restaurant to dine. An
acquaintance came in with 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 cont sleeve. please"
AttanasiO reluctantly and with a
trembling hand did AZ he was told.
Fabroni put his thumb and finger IN
his vest pocket and pulled out link
cuf button. 1t matched the one dis
played.
"Raise the other sleeve. please"
AttanasiO. with the same reluctance.
0beyed the order. The two buttons
were not mates.
"Chance." exclaimed Fabroni. "or,
rather. AMadco's foolhardiness or
vanity. gave ltizzuto not only n clew
but absolute proof as to the identity
of his man"
The story teller turned to Zanella
Pardon me-" he said. flor tnflicting
upon you this uninteresting story |
have really been operating the third
degree upon your friend. Senior At,
tanasio. came here to find him. and.
as have said. blind luck and his own
folly have delivered him into my hands
You may introduce ME Alright as Mar
shall kizZuto Of the National Italian
carabinieri"
Attanasto quick as a fash put his
hand under his coat and drew a knife.
which he raised ready to strike his tor