The Cordova daily times., 1922-02-13
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| ian featherWeight Of days gone by. Here it is:
 The hangout for the fighters and their associates in New York in Grif. fo's day, was Martin Dowlings sa- loon, Twenty-eighth street and Sixth avenue. On the way there one night, Griffo told me of great scheme he had for both of us to make money.
 Naturally I was interested, and Griffo then confided in me his scheme. It was simply that we rob 6 bank.
 "Griffo explained that he had be. come friendly with some of the great. est men in the country in that line of 'business.' and that he knew just how to do it. "He was still explaining when we entered Dowling's and ran into Billy Delaney.
 q asked Griffo if he didn't think we ought to let Delaney in on our plan.
 "He looked Delaney over and asked me if I thought he was all right. I vouched for Delaney. Billy, who was great joker, seemed to think we'll of the idea, so well that he Immediately picked out the bank to rob-the Amsterdam Bank at Forty-first and Broadway
 The Delaney became confidential with Griffo. He told him that he had been in on one or two other bank robberies and that I was no novice at the business myself
 "'All right said Griffo, when do we work?'
 Tonight said Delaney, the soon- CT the better
 T was detailed to get the tools. We then separated to meet again at 12 o'clock that night Delaney and I hired cab and we picked up Griffo at the appointed place.
 q had gunny sack full of old scrap iron, which, I told Griffo, were the tools to be used in cracking the safe.
 "l handed him, too, an old rusty six-shooter But be careful how you use it. I warned him; mo bloodshed unless it becomes necessary We drove up to the side of the bank and got out. had the sack of scrap iron over my shoulder and Grif- fo had the six-shooter. Delaney was the master mind-the director of the robbery.
 "He tapped me on the shoulder. You stand here.' he said, while Griffo looks around. If the coast is clear, go in, crack the safe and get the money, I'll be waiting with the car
 "Then he motioned to Griffo. Get started he whispered, but remember no bloodshed'
 "Griffo started. But he had gone only few steps when he was started out of his boots.
 q had let the sack of old irons slip out of my hand and it struck the ce- ment sidewalk with clash and a jangle that could be heard for mile up and down Broadway.
 "Griffo jumped back toward the cab, and, in the light of nearby street light, dim as it was where we stood we could see his Adams apple jerk ing up and down.
 "When he finished stuttering and swallowing he gave me the devil for having been so careless.
 "'You'n have policeman down on us he said.
 Delaney, too, gave me fits for my carelessness, and, of course, I apolo- gized and seemed to feel very badly over the accident and promised that it would not happen again.
 "We waited while to see that everything was all rglnt, and then Delaney pointed at the side door of the bank.
 "'That way he said; get the watch manv
 "Griffo started for the doorway, rusty and unloaded six-shooter in hand, and he was just about to put his foot on the stone step when big husky stepped out and grabbed him by the coat collar "The husky was Con McVey, the sparring partner of Jim Corbett, and whom Delaney, of course, had plant ed in the doorway.
 Many years have passed since last saw Griffo. But I'll bet he still Shivnrs when ha thinks of the Scare he