The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-10-02

Sixteen' months ago, the pretty and attra ctive-manner Miss Rubito. aged IS, of 96 Fulton street. was married to Luigo Costa, a mason and a gallant They lived happily, so the neighbors say, for about six months, at the end of wlstch tirne Mrs Rubito discovered that Costa was suffering from a contagious illness that endau- gered her QuaFrels began and they were not happy thereafter. A few vorce and obtained it on the grounds of cruelty. specifying that Costa was i'll.
 She was separated from Costa, and Joseph Occhipinte, who, Costa says. lives on East Main street near the Public Market branch, became atten- tive to, her They grew to be lovers and the ire of Costa was excited by that fact.
 Mrs Costa worked only four days this week. She has been employed in the brassiere department of the War ner Bros- Go. Today she went to the factory soon after II o'clock to get her pay. She was accompanied by Occh1p1nte.
 because of the weather. followed them Tn his trousers belt was a long dag ger. While Mrs. Costa went inside the factory, Occhipinte waited outside. When she came out Costa approached her. ~
 1T want you to keep away from that man." Costa said, grasping her by the right wrist. you've got to marry me again.''
 ''No, I never would Mrs Costa screamed, pulling away from her late husband.
 Costa pulled the knife from his belt ard stabbed her slightly, in the left Sf
 Her screams brought occhipinte on the run. Joe, Joe, help! He's killing me- the woman creamed.
 This was in front of the market of MT. Weldon.
 Occhipinte pulled a revolver from his . pocket, 1eve1ed it at Costa and slowly fired one shot after another until the cham ber>w was empty.
 At the first shot. Costa opened his umbrella. in a crazed effort to seek l protection. Backing into the door way of the meat market, he held the umbrella in front of him in the ef- fort to fend off the bullets. They all pierced the cloth of the umbrella and one. hitting a rib of the umbrella, . glanced off and ricochetted through { We1don's window, narrowly missing his head.
 Moaning "Ohl' "Oh!" when the first bullet entered his body, he tried to escape by crouching behind a bar rel but didn't move quickly enough.
 One bullet entered his forehead, one entered his back. one his left forearm and one his left kidney
 Occhipinte put the gun in his pocket and walked away, starting down At 1antic street. Bending over and hold ing his stomach with both arms. Costa endeavored to go after him. He WPsIkad several steps and then came toa9< So the doorway, tried to eo1e1 the grocery door and fell, semi -consci- ous, to the sidewalk.
 A score of persons heard the shots and watched the assailant walk away with the woman behind him. She had been standing on the street corner watching.
 J. R. Mccormick, of westport. an engineer of the Warner Bros. Go. put after the couple. He says the woman ran into Warren court leading off Att iantic street and climbed a. fence to get out on the street again
 John J. Nash of 10 Warren court and Alfred Apt, 718 Atlantic street a. designer of Warmer Bros, ran after zoubel.
 Not until he was half a block away did Cccphipinte run. He had been car rying an umbrella and he dropped it. Seeing Apt after him, he ran down AtIantic-street reached Singer ave- nue and ran into the freight yards. Continued on Page %