The Washington times., 1934-10-27

come home lousy with cush-and
they'll all come home if they don't
dog it. That's all I'm spilling. If
you don't like it - forget it.
And these birds did know
Denny, and If he said the job was
good that was enough for them.
So they put in with him. He told
them nothing. He saw that they
had guns, gave 'em each a ticket
% San Francisco and twenty bucks
and told them where to meet him
here.
Last night he collected them
and told them they went to work
this morning. BY that time they
had moved around the town
enough to see that it was bubbling
over with visiting talent, includ-
ing such mogulS as TootS Salda,
Bluepoint Vance and the Shiver.
ing Kid. So this morning they
went forth eagerly with the King
Of Frog Island at their head to do
their stuff.
THE other takers tell varieties
Of the same tale. The police
found room in their crowded Jail
to stick in a few stool pigeons.
Since few of the bandits knew
very many of the others, the stools
had an easy time of it, but the
only thing they could add to what
we've got is that the prisoners are
looking for a wholesale delivery
tonight. They seem to think their
mob will crash the prison and
turn 'em loose. That's probably
lot of chewing gum, but, anyway,
this time the police will be ready.
That's the situation as it stands
now. The police are sweeping the
streets, picking up everybody who
needs a shave or can't show Ger.
tificate of attendance signed by
his parson, with special attention
to outward bound trains, boats
and automobiles. sent Jack Cou-
nihan and Dick Foley down North
Beach way to play the joints and
see if they can pick up anything"
do you think Bluepoint Vance
was the actual directing in
telligence in this robbery?" the
Old Man asked.
IT hope so-we know him."
I'm afraid not" he said in q
gentle apologetic tone. "Vance is
a shrewd, resourceful and de-
termined criminal, but his weak
ness is one common to his type.
His abilities are all for present
action and not for planning
ahead. He has executed some
large operations. but I've always
thought I saw in them some
other mind at work behind
him."
"And who is this arch-gonnif?'
I asked.
you'll probably know that be-
fore I do," he said, smiling be-
nigantly.
I went back to the Hall and
helped boil more prisoners in oil
until around o'clock, when my
appetite reminded me hadn't
eaten since breakfast. attended
to that, and then turned down
toward Larrouy's, ambling along
leisurely, so the exercise Wouldnt
interfere with my indigestion. /
spent three.quarters OF an hour IN
Iarrouy's, and didn't see any
body who interested me es'
pecially. A few gents I knew were
present, but they weren't anxious
to associate with me-it'S not
always healthy in criminal cir
cles to be seen wagging your cnln
with a sleuth right after JOB
has been turned.
Not getting anything there. I
moved UP the street to Wop
Healy's-another hole. My recep-
ton was the same here-1 was
given a table and let alone.
Healy's Orchestra was giving
Don't You Cheat" all they had,
while those customers who felt
athletic were romping it out on
the dance floor. One OF the
dancers was Jack Counihan, his
arms full OF a big olive-skinned
girl with a pleasant, thick-tea-
tured, stupid face.
Jack was a tall, slender lad OF
% or "a who had drifted into the
Continental's employ a few
months before. 1t was the first
job he'd ever had.
He thought gumshoeing would
be fun. In spite Of the fact that
he'd rather catch the wrong man
than wear the wrong necktie, he
was a promising young thief
catcher. A likable youngster,
well-muscled for all his slimness.
smooth haired, with a gentleman'S
face and a gentleman's manner,
nervy, quick with head and hands.
full of the don't give a damn
gaiety that belonged to his youth
fulness.
Half an hour passed with
nothing to interest me.
Then a boy came into Healy'S
from the Street-a small kid.
gaudily dressed, vrey pressed in
the pants,legs, very shiny in the
shoes, with an impudent Sallow
face Of pronounced cast. This
was the boy I had seen saunter-
ing down Broadway a moment
after Beno had been rubbed out.
Leaning back in my chair so
that a woman's wide-hatted head
was between us, I watched the
young Armenian wind between
tables to one in a far corner,
where three men sat. He spoke
To them-nff. d-nerhanS q