The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-07-24
80 IN, IL oN ILL ~ sTORY
CHAPTER XIII

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CERTAIN radical publications
y had their representatives at
The Mandinello trial Long-halred
men. with dirty 1ngernalls and
so.led shirts.
At noon the reporters lunched to-
-ether at an inn across from the
courthouse T. was a funeral din
ing room. The mattresses we're
,lovcnlv ana slow And the food
was heavy and unlnviting. But the
discussions around the reporters ia
bio redeemed its melancholy setting.
ONLY the radicals believed Man
Gnello innocent And sometimes
They grew very angry with the
others.
Il don't believe in capital pun
ieDmcnt." Molly remarked one day.
+ think it is a blight on civlliza-
ion. But T suppose there's some
thing TO be said for 1t. since 1t helps
~ get rid Of men like this gun
man-'
DO YOU mean demanded ono oil
tho radicals. that YOU think men
should be cleCtrOCuted. whether or
not they may properly be found
guilty OF murder? Do YOU believe
IN trumping up charges against
thcm. in order to find them falsely
guilty. that they may be killed for
crime of which they are inno-
cent?"
I believe she declared rashly,
"that every gunman IS a potential
murderer. and as such should suffer
the penalty of our mandates OF JUS
tice."
The young radical sprang angrhy
tn his feet.
Its YOU and your sort" he cried,
with the injustice OF YOUR damn
convictions that have made America
the hotbed Of Bolshevsm it Is to-
dav,7
He glared furiously. and flung
from the dining room.
MO good doing that sort of
~ thing. Molly" cautioned Slim
Bovnton. You know how that fell
low feels. What's the use of riding
him?'
oh. don't care, she announced
retulantly I'm fed up on this
wretched trial anyhow.
It was Friday, and court did not
Sit on Saturday. ImpulSiyely Molly
decided to so to New York for over
SUNDAY. 1t had been a long time
since She had seen Jack.
As they left the dining room.
Slim drew her aside.
Now don't tell me I'm crazy he
commanded, and don't forget that
I'm old enough to know what I'm
talking about. You're going to get
i'm trouble. if YOU don't lay off Man
dnello You're signing your stories,
and laying things on pretty thick.
Wharton SAYS our circulation has
jumped $4,000 Maybe 1t has. What's
The blooming circulation worth, II 1t
costs YOU YOUR neCk?'
Molly tried to laugh. You don't
think they'd shoot me. Slime
That's Just what l think he told
her shortly. You notice I don't
take any chances? Not on your life
don't. I've toned down my stuff,
since they sent Tony Tommy from
Chicago. to eve us news hounds the
once over
TN not afraid" she boosted.
That's because YOU haven't
eorse enough" he Informed her.
That's what they'll say when they
write Your obituary I'm not
afraid she said And they'll call
YOU the Brave Young Reporter and
.he Beautiful Little Martyr. and
send some swell floral pieces to
the funeral. And what good will
THAT do YOU? Now watch your step.
Molly. and do as I tell YOU. Lay OF
before some Of these Chicago gum
men take YOU for a nice little ride.
It's been done to girls before, YOU
know"
IT'S for your own good" he in
sisted.
Well. I'm going to New York for
tho weekend" She told him. And
III have to tear off Saturdays ana
Sundays stories in a hurry. Sup
pose I write the old sob stuff about
the poor little bride and the love
nest on Thirteenth street?'
Go ahead ne urged Probably
Wharton won't use it, but its bet
ter TO Get in wrong with the Office
thsn the racketeerS..
Molly wired two discreet stories
shat night, and telegraphed the Of
ice that she wos going to New
York and would be back on the Job
Monday morning. Then she tole-
phoned Jack 10 meet her at the
Grand Central.
nURING the Journey She wrote
II several pages of d;alog intend
cd for tho NAV on which She and