The sun., 1919-08-02

him until n number of witnesses came
forward and told Of the fusillade from
tho automobile.
shaw's body was taken to the Morgue.
Lewis was taken to st. Mary's Hospital,
where II was thought he was mortally
wounded until his wounds were probed
and Il Was found that the bullets had
not pierced the lungs but had been
detected by the shoulder blades. st.
Mary's being a military hospital he was
removed to Christ Hospital, a few blocks
distant
When confronted by the story OF the
murder. its cause, the meeting In the
saloon leading up to II and the part he
is said to have played In II Lewis snarled
at Chief Hayes and Capt Thomas Gar
rick.
TO hell with talking You can kill
me, but I won't squeal. might as well
die this way as any other" he screamed
at them and afterward maintained a
sullen silence. Further efforts will be
made to urge him to talk as soon as he
has recovered from the nervous shock
and the pain Of his wounds Lewis is
just out of prison. He served an In
determinate term at Elmira for holding
up United Cigar Stores clerks He was
he too was taken care OF by Tanner
Smith, who tried to reform him.
There are several stories that persist
in making themselves heard In the maze
OF rumors and conflicting stories to be
heard In New York and on the Jersey
shores that the police of either State
cannot yet run down.
Former Ganssters Took Trail.
One Is to the effect that a number of
Tanner Smiths oldtime friends, mem
bcrs of West Side gangs with whom he
associated when he led rough ana
ready gang around Fourteenth street.
where his family now lives, attended
his funeral Wednesday, got into their
car but dropped out OF the cortege be-
fore IL reached the Williamsburg Bridge
on its way to Calvary Cemetery In
Queens. The story persists further
that quietly and on their own hook, UNI
known to the Smith family. they began
their hunt for his slayer. whom they
located in Hoboken.
His identity was known from the be-
ginning, 1t lie said, but 1t was not known
where he was hiding until one OF the
stevedores formerly hired by Smith. who
was in Hoboken, saw Shaw walking
with Lewis In River street. He informed
New York, where they had been search
ing Shaw's old haunts. retaining the car
all the while.
1t is almost certain that none of
Smiths present friends. many Of whom
he helped to reform, had anything to
do with the killing OF his slayer. Miss
Mary Smith said. An old friend of
Smiths father. an officer of the State.
came to the Smith home the night before
the funeral and said to his friends and
brothers:
Don't you butt in on this. Let the
law take its course"
Miss Mary said that her brothers had
expressed the wish that the friends ad-
vice be followed and that Paddy, the
younger brother, had been with the po-
lice. giving them all the information he
could and assisting in any way they
asked him to- He could not be seen
yesterday. The strain he has been under
has told upon him SO. his sister said,
that he will leave to-day for a place up
in the country
Chief Hayes and Capt. Garrick are ex-
pecting to make yet other arrests The
Costellos and Mcdonald were examined
and divulged certain Information that the
Hoboken police are acting upon.
Shortly after the murder of Shaw. Nc
Donald. according to his landlady. ar
rived at his home In 100 Washington
street. Hoboken, and told her that n gang
was after him. well. they tried to get
me-" she said he shouted at her as he
rushed through the hall and to his
room. who tried to get your" she
asked. The gang" he answered. 81
sent a couple to" and he broke of
short. Mcdonald went to her home two
weeks ago and rented a room. He was
nervous. she said. and usually slept in
his clothes
Though the slayers may be who they
may. the motive may be what 1t may. II
means nothing In the life II Queenie.
Tanner Smiths pet bulldog.
With every step on the stair sne pricks
up her ears, and as they approach the
second door where the Smiths live in S37
West Fourteenth street. she runs to the
eoor and stands, wagging the stump Of
her tall expectantly. Queenie doesn't
know what to make Of II all. She doesn't
know why her master doesn't come home.
Every night she sleeps at the foot of his
bed. keeping a lonely watch. instantly
active at the slightest sound in the hall
ways and expectant for a familiar foot
fall that doesn't come any more.