The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1911-10-27
ugly Demon OF
JEALOUSY Was
BEHIND KILLING
Daring VaquerO Was Crazed by
Intrusion on the Field
of Love
Climax of Real Life Romance
Came When Wealthy Simeon
Romero Took Stage
Garcia's Dreams of Winning
BeIen Quezada Shattered by
Death Dealing Shots
Especial Dispatch to The CALI

Especial Dispatch to The Call
. ~ AN JOSE, Oct. 2s.-when a man
makes clearing on the field of
k love he resents intrusion-any
- man does
The resentment is never expressed In
precisely the same fashion. Some have
srhothered the passion within them and
have moved to other parts Some have
fought the intruder. Others, blinded
by anger. have killed.
Manuel Garcia. tall, rather handsome,
of good physique and the breezy dar-
ing of the cattleman, loved a woman
On the high plane of profound devo-
tion he was transported past his lowly
station in life to within the realm Of
unheard of possibilities; he had come
to believe that his dream of happiness
with the girl he adored would be
realized.
Vaquero Dreamed of Marriage
Belen Quezada, daughter in the house
of a long line OF proud Castilians, beau
tiful. vivacious. from whose dark Span
ish eyes flashed the pure joy of living.
was the object of the vaquero's affec-
tion
1. 1t was beyond the vision of the splen-
aII home. the riches. the property. the
social standing that the horseman
gazed and saw the woman he believed
he would lead to the altar. He had
shaped his plans as the dream enticed
him. excluding from his mind the
thought that anything but position in
the community separated him tempo
rariiy from the object of his love.
The field was cleared and he went
singing about his work. possessed of
the thought that he cherished that
some day-not soon. but some day
Belen ouezada would be his wife
Rival Appears on Scene
And then came the intrusion. Up
from Monterey came Simeon Romero. a
man of wealth and station. He was
logged in the height of fashion. He
strobe in the easy swing of one in afflu-
ence and his gracious manners pro-
claimed the gentleman. His dark skin
and raven black hair bespoke the finest
e of Spanish blood in his veins. He
seemed gracefully to become a part OF
the home life in the old mansion out in
College park. From the shadow of the
stable where Garcia worked among the
live stock and in the loft of which he
had made his bed the vaquero saw the
newcomer in his finery and instinct told
him the story. Through the under
ground channels in which information
comes to the man who loves about that
love, Garcia learned that this was the
man from down by the sea who owned
land and automobiles and held high
place in the business world in the old
Spanish city.
Early this morning Coroner Kell and
2 stenographer went to the O'Connor
sanatorium, where Miss ouezada was
taken Immediately after the shooting
in her fathers home in McKendrie
street, College Park, and her deposit
ton was taken.
Although suffering considerably. she
showed the same pluck which was in
evidence Tuesday night. when she re-
fused the attention of physician until
after he had examined the injuries of
Romero.
She seemed saddened by the death of
Garcia, but said that it was the logical
outcome of the tragedy. If the officers
hadn't killed him, she said. he would
have been sent to the asylum for the
insane for few years and then he
would have been liberated and he
would have killed her. She expressed
sorrow when she heard that her beau
tiful thoroughbred single footer, Mack
ay, also had been killed.
Deposition Is Taken
Her deposition was taken and was
introduced at the inquest this after
noon. The examination was as follows:
what is your fun name?'
belle Quezada"
And you reside in McKendrie
street,"
sYes"
~And it was there Romero was
kilIed?"
"Yes"
Were you there at the timer"
NO. ! was with hlm IN tHe kiNcnen-
We were waiting for my folks to come
from the theater They always eat
something before going to bed"
~And you were with Mr.. Romero?"
..Yes. l was going to give the folks
some chocolate. I had made the choc-
olate, when Garcia came and knocked
at the door. He always used to come
and ask for a cup of coffee and we
would give it to him. I couldn't open
that door, so I told Mr.. Romero to go
to the other door. and he opened it.
Garcia came in and asked for the coffee.
He asked me what said about him