New-York tribune., 1922-04-03

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Keep still, or I'll blow your head
ON, too, was the guuman's reply.
Mr.. Shattuck was helpless in the face
of the revolver his captor held Or
.hearing his wife's scream, his FIRST &C,
mad been TO open box made TO simu-
late book, which he kept on table
GIN his dressing room. He kept revol-
sver in the box, confident that the lat,
tiers innocent appearance would disarn
the suspicion of marauders. He found
the secret hiding place empty, however
zone Of the burglars already had found
tue revolver and appropriated il,
Both Thrown Into Dungeon
MIR. Shattuck's hands were bound be
hind his back, and he and his wife we're
marched down three fights OF stairs
ito the wine cellar. The guard at the
sdoor flung it open and Mr.. and Mrs,
ssShattuck were thrust inside the latter
almost fainting.
For an hour or more the brown nstone
house at le Washington Square North
maintained its almost lndistnguish-
able identity in the row of somewhat
nrim and austere hrownstone and red
brick residences, among which are the
homes o. Frank A. Munsey, Sir Edgar
and Lady Speyer, Robert w de Forest
and William AveriIl Hartman
Churchgoers had gone home long
since, and the afterlunch crowd had
begun to FIJI the park. Throngs were
Whiting for Fifth Avenue busses below
tho arch. Benches We're filled with
youths and madens in their Sunday
best, and from Thompson and Sullivan
and Macdougai streets had come the
brilliantly arrayed Sunday hordes who
ii ii the park with baby carriages and
The incessant speech and laughter Of
southern Italy.
It was after , o'clock when tho
glass paneled front door OF 10 Wash
,ngton Square North swung open and
tour men whose dress indicated TO the
usual glance that there had been a
hurfyup plumbing job there walked
bTiskly but not too hurriedly down tbs
steps. They carried no tool kits that
we're visible ia the eye. hut in their
nockets was about sIou, 900 worth of
Jewelry.
Furious Chase Begins
The fifth man, Daiset, was several
seconds behind them. As he reached
the bottom step the basement door
few open with bang and Zaung, in
statI Of disheveiment and frenzy quite
foreign TO buffers of Washington
Square North, erupted yelling Muir
Ger. UiiCP. nlPNFSs I4OSc DpDinQ
him was Terossi, even more vociferous.
Daiset flung one glance at them. an
other at the throng in the park. whose
nearest fringe was beginning to take
an active interest in the phenomenon,
and then took to his heels Zaung gave
him no heed. He dashed at the base
nent door of Is Washington Square
North, the home of j. Herbert John
ston. and dashed past a scandalized
servant who was peering out.
Zaung knew where the telephone
was and made for It, Within two min
utes after he had burst the lock Of the
1t Headquarters had connected him
with the Mercer Street police station.
short two blocks beyond the diago-
Hally opposite corner of the park
Toressi, yelling with all the breath
his eXertions left him, was in not pur
suit of Dalset. The other four burglars
had abandoned their nonchalant atti
tude and were sprinting in as many
directions across the square hurdling
benches. upsetting perambulators and
making general commotion.
Four Escape in Confusion
The peaceful scene of q few moments
bsfore was sadly disturbed. Hundreds
Of men. women and children were rae
l!S ADObt HiAblE anu IpS'NL'ItS tdSN
other some in an endeavor TO pursue
one or another Of the fugitives and
some merely to reach u vantage point
whence they mie eht learn the cause Of
al! the connection.
Daiset's four companions managed to
lose themselves in the hubbub. and the
chase trailed out behind him alone. He
was just turning the corner northWara
into Macdougal Street when Sergeant
L. Dot ,i-,N,
Joseph Stern. who had sped from the
Mercer Street police station in taxi
cab. came slithering diagonaly across
the stream Of traffic heading for the
arch.
SO dense was the mass Of pursuers
packing the street behind Daiset that
the vehicle was stalled. The police
men jumped out and thrust their way
through the crowd, reaching Mac
dougal Street in time TO see the tugl-
tive throw off his overcoat, toss some
thinc that cleaned in the sunlight into
an ash barrel and race nortnward with
renewed vigor.
When the policemen swung around
the corner into Eighth Street. now we'll
N the van of the chase, Dalset was
lodging into blind alley at 1Z12 West
Eighth Street known as Clinton Court,
But for the fact that he had thrown
away his coat and thus stood out from
9he crowa. Greenberg and Stern might
not have noticed him.
Fugitive Brought Down
As it was, G"eenbere was in the
alley only = second or two behind hin
and had his hand on his shoulder as
he groped in thc refuge the fugitive
mad found Jehind pile Of barrels. AT
the touch the man was off. stern
missed nm by q hairbreadth as he
darted out Of the alley and Stern and
Greenberg tackled him together before
ne reached Sixth Avenue and brought
MIN to the sidewalk
Things were still happening in front
of the red brick and brownstone houses
on Washington Square North. ~hose
nigh arched windows seemed to raise
= E1rrifed eyebrows as Mrs. Shattuck
R.me marching like sieepwa]her
rough the basement entrance OIL NO.
- which Toressi had left open.
! She carried in her right hand p
Revolver. which she had found lying IN
the basement as she emerged from her