Evening star., 1934-10-23
PRETTY Boy SLAIN
0N|SOLATEDFA FARM
Floyd Is Shot Down in Ohio
While Fleeing From
Officers.
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field, 500 feet from corncrib where
he had taken momentary refuge, be-
fore heading toward a wooded ridge
Only an hour before he had appeared
at the Ellen Conkle farm, tired, dis
heveled, dirty. Hunger had driven
him out of Beaver Greek Valley in the
sparsely settled Spruceville section.
He raped at the back door of the
house. Mrs. Conkle, cleaning a smoke
house nearby, called a response To
the stranger
I'm lost and want something to
eat said Floyd. I'll pay you
Mrs. Conkle fixed a meal for him
Floyd was polite, but Mrs. Conkle did
not like his looks. She lives alone
on the farm. Floyd washed I'D in
the kitchen. Mrs. Conkle told him
to go out on the porch until his meal
was ready. Floyd talked. He asked
for newspapers. Mrs. Conkle grew
suspicious.
Declares He Was Lost.
The desperate manufactured a
story. He and his brother had beer
hunting Sunday, he said, and they
got lost in the woods at night anc
became separated Cannily, Mrs
Conkle asked him what they had beer
hunting
Squirrels" replied Floyd, cor rab-
bits, or anything"
you don't hunt squirrels at night
90 you?" asked the widow.
Floyd changed tactics. ITO tell YOU
the truth, lady" he said, "I got drunk
last night, and I don't know where ]
am exactly. I'll pay you if you will
drive me into Youngstown.
Youngstown is some 25 miles north
of here.
Floyd ate 1t was good meal. He
told the widow as much and paid he1
a dollar.
Out in the farmyard he met Stew
art Dyke, a brother of Mrs. Conkle
who had been huSking corn, and asked
for ride to Youngstown. Dyke re.
fused. He had to go home, he said.
III take you to Clarkson, though,
offered Dyke.
Officers Appear Suddenly.
He backed up the car. Floyd was
In the rear seat. Mrs. Dyke sat with
her husband. At that momen; two
automobile loads of officers appeared
in their cars. Floyd paled. He
barked at Dyke.
Drive behind the corn crib" hi
ordered.
Dyke started the car.
Get going!" shouted Floyd, with
burst of profanity.
The Desperate pulled a gun anc
jumped from the car. In a split sec
ond he had sought refuge under {
corn crib. Meantime the Department
of Justice agents and police scrambled
from their machines, guns ready.
Instead of staying in his barricade
Floyd crawled out and started for thu
Dyke machine. Again changing hi
mind he changed direction ana pace
and started for a nearby wooded ridge
Halt" yelled Purvis.
Floyd ran.
"Fire" ordered Purvis.
Fifteen bullets tore into the Okla.
homa bandits body. He went down
fatally wounded.
Purvis approached him. Deity
handouts were slipped on Floyd!
wrists.
Here, Floyd's vanity got the better
of him. AS he lay dying, he aparentl.
thought not of his own life, or thoSt
of his wife and child.
Curious About Tip-off.
"Who the hell tipped you?" h,
asked
Purvis began questioning him abou
the Kansas City massacre. But Floyt
was tight-lipped.
He wouldn't admit it," said Purvi
later.
But he did admit his identity. {"
am Floyd" he said. Then:
Where is Eddie?"
Evidently he referred to Adam
Richetti his partner in crime, now helt
at nearby Wellsville. Richetti alst
is wanted for the Kansas City slayings
Dazed, weakened by loss of blood
Floyd thought the officers gunfire hac
reached him only twice.
"You got me twice" he said. Hi!
voice choked.
Floyds last few words are the secre
of Purvis. The bandit talked, but Pur'
Wis did not disclose what he said.
The officers picked up the wounded
fugitive and carried him to the high.
way. He died before they placed hin
in an automobile.
1t was not the Floyd of old WHIT
asked Mrs. Conkle, widow, for a meal
1t was man hunted who knew no
where to turn.
Nor was it the dapper Floyd wht
used to ride into Sallisaw, Okla, tt
visit his mother, the man who used tt
rob banks in familiar hunts and JOKE
with old friends while he fondled tn,
weapons, which were his only pro.
lection against death at the hands O
peace officers.
Carried Only S12O.
Floyd and two other men robbed /.
bank of $500 at Tiltonville, Ohio, fou
days ago. He was near the end of hi
rope financially. On his person wa
only $12O.
His white shirt was dirty, open a
the neck.
Il look like wild man." said he t.
Mrs. Conkle, don't ~"
The man responsible for Floyd
death, perhaps more than any other
was Purvis, whose killing of Dillinge
was only part of the days work. Pur
Wis came to Ohio looking for Thoma
H. Robinson, jr., the kidnaper of Mrs
Alice Stoll, Louisville society matron
Robinson got away from Springfield
Ohio, before officers could close in
Purvis came here Sunday.
The body was brought to mortuar,
here. Then the parade of the curiou
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