The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1903-06-06
UpBROADWAY WITH M'CLUSKY
GLIMPSES TO LEFT AND RIGHT
on 4 STROLL TO THE DE4D LINE.
Gambling Houses working the Double Fer
centage in sight Of the rtys Main
Street.-The Let" Sign 10 shoe Cops
Away--Nhat the Boss SIeuth Gould see.

Awa,--Nhat the boss SIeuth Could see.
Two men turned into Broadway from
Madison Square at Ave minutes to last
night. One was rather shabby the other
wore spring suit OF perfect fit, new
straw hat and beneath the turn in his
trousers shone patent leather orfords,
His cropped m,istache, rosy checks and
generally WELL groomed appearance at
tracted the attention of others than the
policeman who saluted him as he rounded
the corner. This was Inspector George
McClusky .ohief Of the Detective Bureau.
The inspector appeared to he in high
good humor He chewed his gum methodi-
cally az he strolled up the street with his
hands clasped behind his back in charac-
teristic attitude.
Az the two passed Twenty-eghth street
the inspector cast an eye to the east, where
in the mask Of private residence. sits
the poolroom and gambling house long
conducted by Shang Draper. said to be
leagued with Al Adams, now in State
prison. in the financiering of various Ten
derloin gambling houses.
Out from the street in front Of this house
is sign in black and white which declares
that the premises are to let. In the mean
time they appear to be well occupied, or
they we're yesterday until after the last
race had been called of by the operator
in the rooms on the second floor half an
hour before the Inspector began his walk
up Broadway. The idea that -to let signs
might be used to shift police attention
away from suspected houses was born in
the brain of gambler long since dead.
Tenderloin gamblers say it still seems to
operate nicely--in some instances.
At the Gilsey House well-known gambling
house keeper was in conversation on the
sidewalk with a comedian who has Just
achieved Broadway success. Without
slowing his pace, the Inspector reached out
and shook hands with him and passed on
without glance toward John DAVIS
famous palace OF chance on the lett where
the shutters are up and the doorbell
silenced.
Restaurant keepers. shopkeepars, idle
faro bank dealers and the like nodded and
smiled at the Inspector az he travelled on.
but some turned their smiles into frowns
and half-spoken curses as McClusky's mace
carried him past them, At the brass rail
at Thirty-second street the congregation
was not yet back from the races. but a few
IOuS WeISoIlcl lue peNtcI aiit man
on the beat offered a solemn salute.
From the corner of Thirtv.third street
the Inspector could have seen the doorway
of the old Burtridge- Fa rrell Kennedy
house, No. 81, which earned the money TO
furnish sumptuousv the now famous No. IS.
with its $50 900 marble staircase and its
Sculpturd pillars and maryels OF mural
painting Five minutes before three men
had come out Of there complaining Of their
luck
1t is Tenderloin tale. which the In
spector may not have heard that all the time
No. 80 has been in the limelight of publicity
No. 81 has been working in the heavier shad.
ows, for Mr., Burbridge has declared that
the police have never kept him closed for
more than twenty-four hours. When Mr..
Burbridge registered his fine automobile
ing touring cars there, he gave his address
as 81 West Thirty-third street No 81 Is
essentially place Of business.
But the Inspector wasted vast, no glance
Ike Thompson. the bookmaker: as he tum
bled into Broadway from Thirty-fourth
street in the exuberance Of having had
$3.50 OF his own money on the winner OF the
sixth race at 8 to /. Cumulative mis-
fortune way have sent Mr., Thompson
bank roll but that is no reason why he
should not rejoice all along tho White
Way when he gets $3.50 bet home on a
horse whose owner vcntured only 3ln on
him.
Dodging a salute from bluecoat and
trolley car the Inspector and his com
panion got past Herald Square and the
Thirty-fourth street house. which Lou
Betts's lawyer cones d I'd on his trial to be n
gambling house and they REACHED Thirty
eighth street. To the lett is visible the
ho'lse which gamblers say Lou Maynard
owns besides the one in Forty-if,h street,
and beyond that is poolroom. the only
wide-open one in the Tenderloin, backed.
81 it is reported, by well-known sporting
man who sita almc-t every night in the
Tigers corner Of Telmonico's with couple
Of the chieftains Of Tammany Hall.
At Forty-frst street John Kelly, he of the
street. was hawking his wares as he has
Honest" John Kelly who nobly declared
all bets on in the CorbettSharkey fight,
saving some money for somebody, When
Kelly saw the inspector rambling up, the
street he suddenly discovered something
of interest in the eastern sky and walked
toward Sixth avenue.
Meanwhile second dealers, crimpers,
f1imsy men of all kinds had been nodding
their acquaintance with the inspector.
As he reached Fory-second street McClusky
called to his companion -Come on. I've
seen enough, and they boarded a car.
They had passed. on their walk up town.
within sight Of two gambling houses that
never have been closed and never have
been raided.
A Tenderloin gambler said last night:
Some of the people who are in right are
running on the quiet; but wouldn't
advise you to play. my boy. When things
are wide open in New York gambling is
on the square to certain extent When
it's on the sneak the house can't afford
to loaa md the H0,lhle mar a o. ic Worl.-
ing all the time Know what that is? Well
mebbe you've heard the story OF the man
who was warned that a faro game WAS
crooked The friend who told him saw
him coming out OF it a few hours later.
dead broke.
Yes, you told me- said the sucker
But what could do? II was the only house
in town
The weather.