100Years Ago in Warren: Aimed for a cat, shot his brother


Taken from the pages of the Warren and Barrington Gazette this week in January 1913:

Horse injured

A valuable horse belonging to David Black fell down Wednesday on the street and it was feared that it would have to be shot on account of its condition.

Shady impressions

Sunday last, Chief Walsh received a call form Samuel Boeniger who told him that a watch and nearly $3.00 in money had been missing since the night before. He further deposed that he had some suspicion that two young men, who had been at the house on Saturday night could throw some light on the matter if questioned. He told a few things that gave him some shady impressions of the two. Chief Walsh got busy right off and developments are looked for shortly.

Trouble at the Armory

When Judge Hammill imposed a jail sentence on the young man who committed a brutal assault, Saturday night near the Armory, as well as a fine, he did a wise thing. It is the jail sentence that stings and though the case has been appealed there is no likelihood that the upper court will reverse the decision, if the case ever comes to trial.

And Judge Hammill also and again placed himself on record, as proposing to put a stop to the reveling and brawling that takes place when Warren is visited by a lot of toughs from Fall River. He is not alone. The chief and his officers are determined to break up this nuisance. They have already done much toward the end.

The management of the dances is not responsible for what goes on about the streets, but the crowds that have been attracted to this source of amusement have so far overstepped the bounds of law and decency as to bring the resort into ill repute. The neighborhood has complained, responsible taxpayers have entered public protests.

Nothing has been said about what goes on inside the hall. It may be right or wrong, but when from time to time brawls and the like take place among those coming and going, the whole matter becomes questionable. There is no desire to deprive any person of a lawful method of earning his livelihood, nor is there any wish to take away from others the opportunity for recreation and pleasure, but there is a limit, and public opinion will back up court and police in any attempt to keep the peace.

Shot his brother

In attempting to put an end to the misery of a cat Angelo Soares came very near to snuffing out his brother Jose's life at 8,30 Thursday morning on the milk farm of Charles Gifford.

The two brothers between whom there is the very best of felling, as is natural, started out to shoot pussy. Angelo had the revolver, one of these cheap 32 calibre affairs, warranted to hit anything but the target. His task was rather easy for the cat made no attempt to get out of the way, anymore than did Jose. He fired and killed the animal, and then the hammer or trigger of the pistol stuck.

In the attempt to loosen it and bring it to the safety notch Angelo discharged it accidentally. The bullet went through the right leg of Jose about half way between the ankle and knee, grazing the bone, and lodged in the top of the left foot. The boys must have been standing close to each other when the shot came, to have given it sufficient velocity to do as it did.

Mr. Gifford was away from home at the time attending to his milk business and Angelo rushed to the house and notified Mrs. Gifford who is somewhat of an invalid. She telephoned at once to her daughter Mrs. Fred Simmons.

In spite of his injuries the injured man got into an express wagon and started for town. He stopped for Mrs. Simmons on the way and drove to Hall's Hospital.

Fortunately Dr. Hall was there and he immediately went to work upon the injured man. He probed both wounds and at length extracted the bullet.


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