Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1921-04-16
Interesting SideHghty
Sh0zV Var1ed ASpenS
Of Council Bunc0 Probe

that the bunco men, riding Manning
in it, were trying to blend colors."
| Manning smiled back. They seemed
to be having great time together.
Suddenly Mr.. Jones changed. His
face got grave, his tones measured.
And he exploded at Manning a let
| ter to a man in Atlanta over Man
nings signature in which the writer
offered to compromise with the bum
co men and not testify against any
| body if he got his money. The let
ter closed with, GIVE my regards
! to Swiftly"
did you write that letter." de-
manded Attorney Jones.
| Manning denied it; he had rushed
to deny it when the reading of the
letter first began. But he had lost
| his poise, his cock-srreneSS, ana
| from then on it was rough-a and
tumble, nip-and-tuck between him
and the defense.
Frequent Clashes
Clashes between Manning and the
lawyers were frequent.
"Have you and Mr.. Boy1in caught
/ any of these bunco menu" asked
| Judge Hines, smiling.
Eyes, We have"
'For instance"
"Well, there's Americas Lee-
"He's a niger, isn't he?" inter
Hes got lot more sense than
| some white people [ know" retorted
Manning.
| In the gale of laughter that fol-
lowed Manning gnawed at his cigar
spat at the cuspidore and, shaking
his head at Judge Hines, declared
IF you want to get personal with
me, I'll get PERSONAL
Cheers and Kisses added to the
heat of the closing hours of the
session, despite Chairman Sims ad-
monition that he would exclude the
crowds if such things were done.
Somebody Kissed Bob Jones and
he declared, st don't mind the misses.
| for it always shows they're hurt"
And then the other side applauded
Every now an dthen something
would happen to relieve the tension,
as a good playwright inJects com
edy to lessen the grimness of his
drama. Sometimes a bench would
turn over and the crowd would gig
| gle, or a witness would make fun
| ny remark.
| Once Councilman r. A. Gordon
| provided the relief by signing deep
| ly right in the middle of Manning's
!
| forward for the water pitcher.
| The crowd heard the sigh and saw
the gesture, and laughed. Attorney
Jones, who was on his feet, asked
for a glass, too, and he and Mr..
Gordon toasted each other while
thirsty souls in the rear gave audi
BILE smacks of envy.
Much Humor
Mr.. Holley furnished no small
| I111Yoor 1I1rjDo his taStin1OnU nv hi
smart" answers to the lawyers.
"Why don't you know which floor
you we're on when you went to West
| Peachtree with the detectives?"
asked Judge Hines.
"Why don't you know a lot of
things you don't know" bristled
Holley.
Again Attorney Jones aked him if
he sold t tom Yes said
don't your" asked Mr.. Jones.
"Yep,-and they misrepresent 'em
in lot of cases." answered Holley.
Somebody criticized the newspa-
pers for printing all the news of
the bunco probe. 1t hurt Atlanta.
they said, and it wasn't good for
the public" A member of the
committee heard the remark and
turned to the press table.
Don't you believe it," he declar-
ed. LAS far as the public is con-
cerned, the newspapers are doing
more than anybody else to make it
hard for bunco men to operate here.
Do you think, after reading this
stuff, that anybody within the cir
culation of an Atlanta paper is go
ing to get stung by bunco man?
The papers are a liberal education
| i'll combating crime
LAS for Atlanta" he continued. "T
just noticed that Manning said he
first got on to the bunco men by
hearing about how two men were
fleeced in Little Rock. 1t seems to
me the only difference between At
Ianta and other cities is that At
lanta has cleaned out the bunco men
land the other cities haEan,t y