The Washington times., 1924-05-08
BOBBED BANDIT
TELLS0F BIC
HOLD-UP
Describes Shooting Of MAGIC,
Flight to Florida, and
Birth of Baby
Continued from First Page)

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close by the door, and we drove
them through 1t like sheep. They
bumped into each other to see
which could get through quickest.
Mazio, the cashier. was the last.
Just as he got in front of me, SO
close he could touch me. he turned
and made a grab for me. don't
know whether he just had q brain.
storm. or whether he had 1t figured
that he would take a long chance
and grab my gun and shoot it out
with Ed.
Anyway, he jumped right at me
and got one hand on my arm, and
stumbled back and fell over a
chair and went down on the floor.
Must Have Lost Nerve.
he must have lost his nerve as
quick as 1t came to him, for in.
stead OF following me up, he made a
flying jump too, and went through
the door that somebody slammed
right afterward.
AZ most that same second, Ed
shot twice. The bullets hit the
door low and went through, and
there was that scream, and then
everything as still as death.
,, Ed ran over and picked me up.
ne thought was hurt bad, but I
was just scared. He started TO
carry me. but / said. mo. can
walk" And we ran out and jumped
in the car, him in front on the
drivers seat and me in the back.
There was the chauffeur on the
floor with his hands and feet tied.
out I'd forgotten all about him. Ed
drove to Atlantic avenue, and we
left the Packard there on the curb,
with the man still in 1t, and grabbed
q yellow taxi. All we had was one
little old suitcase, with hardly any.
| thing in II but a comb and brush
and two of Eds shirts and a change
OF underclothes for me. Wed
brought it mostly to put the money
in. You see we thought we'd have
so much it would take that to
| hold it.
We went in the Yellow taxi over
the Williamsburg bridge to the cor
ner Of Broome street and the
Bowery. We thought they were
after US, so we jumped out and
paid the man and picked up another
taxi that took us to Pier SO and
the Clyde Line boat.
Lost Little Note Book
When 1 looked in my coat pocket
for the tickets l first found out
that I'd lost the little note book
that was dropped on the floor of
the biscuit company, and that the
| police found with our addresses in
1, 1t. / thought I cropped it in the
taxi. What was the difference? If
they hadn't caught US one way 1t
would have been another.
| Well, we got on the boat and
they showed us to our room, and
we went in it and locked the door
and stayed there and hid.
l was limp as rang, and Eds
! face looked gray. IN about a min
ute we heard steps running on the
deck. and we thought they'd come
to get us. 1 said, ''Oh, Ed. what'll
we do?" And he said, What can
we do 1 guess it's finished"
We waited for them to knock
on the door, or maybe break
through it. but they went right by.
Then came more steps hurrying.
and they slowed up, and this time
they did stop. and a man with a
coarse voice said, II guess it's
here" But it was only some pas
senger looking for his room.
Well, that went on. 1t seemed to
me, forever. And wouldn't go
through it again for all the money
in the world. 1t seemed like the
boat would never start. But at
last the whistle gave a big blow.
and then another, and we could
feel that we were moving.
Afraid to Go On Deck.
Even then we were afraid to go
out on the deck. And when dinner
time came we didn't dare to 90 out.
We turned off the lights and tried
to go to sleep, but every time l
sort of dozed / felt hands on me.
and the same voice we'd heard out
side the door saying we were ar.
rested for murder. So finally I
Just laid there in the dark, and l
| guess afterwards I must have gone
to sleep.
1t was that way for two more
days and nights. We both got
sick, and I laid in the bunk all
the time and thought I'd 60 crazy.
At last we got to Jacksonville.
l was so all in that l don't re-
member much about the first OF it.
But we took a taxi at the wharf,
and Ed asked the driver about a
rooming house. and he took us to a
place on Ocean avenue-it was 1875,
think, and there we were in a
dirty little dump of a room worse
than any I'd ever lived in when l
used to work in the laundry.
OF course, we'd had to talk a
little about what we were going
to do. We had less than $50 left
and my baby was. coming soon,
which would cost money, and we
had to eat. The bandit stuff was
over We never even thought of
trying that again. Ed was a good
mechanic and figured he'd get a
job around a garage.
Ed Looks for Job.
Next day he went out to try.
But he never went to any garage.
He didn't dare. And this is why.
The New York newspapers had
beat US down there, coming on the
train, and he got one and brought
1t home and didn't wants to show It
to me, but 1 made him-and there
1t all was.
They had our names and descrip.
tons and everything, even that
was going to have baby, and 1t
said the police In every city out.
side New York had been wired to
look for me in a hospital and Ed
around a garage or welding shop.
1t said that MAKO wasn't dead vet,
but that he'd been hit in the
stomach and they expected him to
die. The paper said was the
| one that shot him II was that
gave me the idea of claiming 1 did
IT when the detectives got us later,
which is the only lie I've told ex.