New-York tribune., 1922-03-31
Woman Stays
Husband as Son
Ronnps by Side
Child Plays On With New
Express Wagon Unmind.
full of Tragedy Which
Follows Family Quarrel
Victim Shot, ThenSlapped
''He Said Sick Wife Was
No Cood,'' She Declares:
Refused TO Live With Her

Five year-old Salvatore 'Maenza's
pretty young mother, Francesca, was
happy yesterday. Salvatore knew it
because she kissed him and told him
they were going to see his father. Also
she bought him toy express wagon
Salvatore had had his eye on for some
time as it fingered miraculously in a
toy shop window on Second Avenue.
There were strange and disquicting
events by nightfall but Salvatore
clung to the express wagon. To him
it was an ambition achieved, a token
of day that began happily and a
very good express wagon as we'll. They
met his faith y Giova j. IN s nome
of a friend on East Ninety y-second
Street. The child's parents talked long
and sometimes angrily, despite the ef-
forts Of their host to quiet them.
Salvatore played with the express
wagon,
q, dusk the discussion stll was un-
settled. Salvatore's mother and father
Went out to talk it over as they walked.
His mother seized him by the hand
| and tralled him rather heedlessly
through the rain and puddles as they
went up First Avenue, Salvatore
trudeed along cheerfully, however,
! dragging the express wagon.
Dan Puzzles at Lavishncss
Eleven year-od Dan Capra, of 344
! East 10th Street, saw them at 10th
/ Street and was meditatng on the Law
I icb oh
tanned toy express wagons for their
= offspring, but permitted the opulent
youth to splash in all the puddles,
when the angry emphasis with which
the woman was driving home her
words began to ongrave them in his
memory.
Are we going to live together
again?' the woman demanded.
mo" replied the man. "What good
is sick wife ?'
What am I going to do?' she erred.
"What do care what you do?' vas
the response "A pretty woman IKE
you will not starve'
"You don't care what becomes Of me
and your boy" crcld tie woman
A. she spoke she dropped Sa!gatore's
nand and tkrcst her owl INTO he'
| bosom, whence it emerged clutch ng I
revolver. Salvatore strollcd on oblv
!
stared in ultcr fascination.
THIS woman pointed the revolver at
! htE husband and fired. He ran d few
steps Ipmbhne}y, c!utching his abdo
rer. with noth hands. Sne followed
acd as he fc!i fred fcur more snots at
( nm. Salvatore. let behind, ran TO
catch up With her and upset the eX-
press wagon which sclaped along Tie
s!oewalk.
She Slaps Husbands s Mouth
! Patrolman Reilly. Of tie East 10fth
Street police station. ian up. The
young woman was still standing above
! he husband clasping the revolver in
! both hands ard pulling the trigger
steadily, ignoring the fact that the
! hammer wa. clicking on emrty shells
/ Reilly seized the weapon, and, wlthoU
q glance at aim she bent and SLAPPED
the mouth Of the man On the Sidewalk
Salvatore reached her side, righted
his express wagon and clutched her
skirt A crowd pressed about them. It
, seemed to Salvatore that his toy was in
danger. Reilly showed the woman and
the child into the office OF the Consoli-
dated Gas Company and telephoned fot
an ambulance and detectives. The am
bulance surgeon found that Maeniza
was dead
"Why did you shoot him ~ detectives
asked his wife
ASK him." she replied.
When they told her he was dead she
said she was glad, and then burst tor
rentially into her story. She had been
i'll and in the hospital for weeks, she
said, leaving her child with friends.
Her husband had never been to see
her. nor had he sent her money. That
very day when friends had persuaded
him to meet her, he had refused to re-
turn to her or 10 care for his child.
"A sick wife was no good he told
me-" said Mrs. Maeniza, sohbing with
anger.
She was locked up, charged with
homicide. Salvatore was sent 10 the
home of his uncle, Dominick Benati,
206s Second Avenue. They let him
keep his express wagon and he was
content, though puzzled He and his
mother had been living az 1852 Second
Avenue Maeniza had been living in
Brooklyn.
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