The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-07-23
Bandit Dillinger
 Walked Into Trap
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I building I raised my hand and gave pre-arranged signal to my men" The agents and police closed in. Diliinger made q move for his hip pocket. His pistol was partly out when the bullets cut him down. He broke through the officers, ran up an alley for dozen yards, then collapsed dead.
 Purvis said he told his men to take. the outlaw alive if possible. T thought it impossible he could
 have a weapon concealed on his person and the plan was to seize him, pinion his arms, and make
 him prisioner," said Purvis, but the boys were told not to take a chance. He made move and he got it.'
 Purvis would not name the agents who fired the shots. Career is Ended These three bullets ended the | career that started with the es- cape of 10 convicts from the Mich igan City, Ind, state prison, con | tinued with murder of Sheriff Sar- Der at Lima, O., brought death to 14 men and was climaxed by Dill fingers "Tow Gum escape from the Crown Point Ind. jail. The will to live was mighty Stumbling, his eyes glazed and blood already foaming from his lips, he dove through the line of guns about him, made the street,
 rocked a dozen feet to an alley and
 pushed on almost 100 feet into the
 darkness before he crumpled. His two woman companions, the
 last of an over changing stream of feminine favorites, abandoned him
 at the first sign of danger and es-
 capped.
 Two other women, innocent by islanders, were wounded by the ! agents. They were Theresa Paul lis, shot in the hip, and Mrs Etta
 Natclski, hit in the leg.
 rot. It seemd likely that stories
 within the Biograph theater a car
 reer almost parallel to his own. walk to the electric chair and saw prison lights dim under the pull of a death dealing load. The picture was Manhattan
 Melodrama," pointing in breath
 less action the moral that crime never pays. SOrdid Thrill Seekers
 Within seconds after the shoot ing hundreds of morbidly curious thronged to the scene. The mob grew to thousands. Souvenir hunt CTS snatched up Dillinger's sailor straw hat, grabbed still smoking cartridge shells from the gutter and pushed through police lines to touch the dead outlaw.
 After his body was hauled away in a government automobile to Alexian brothers hospital many spsctators-even children-got thrill by dipping their shoes in his blood.
 The crowd grew during the night. Limousines of the Gold Coast and flivvers carrying whole families damned traffic for 10 blocks ar ound the death scene.
 Newspaper extras blasted the en- tire city-habituated to the whole sale murders of the days of Al Capone. George (Bugs) Moran, and their illt-form Its cultivated blasc attitude.
 Crowds on every important street corner mobbsd newspaper trucks. Apartment dwellers poured into streets at the call of newsboys. Within minutes after each new edition hit the streets newspapers were unobtainable.
 Trap Was All Arranged
 The shooting of America's No. 1 public enemy climaxed day of feverish preparation by federal of ficers. Chicago police, with a "Dil- finger Squad" of 40 picked marks men idling at police Headquarters, were not even notified a trap was planned.
 A tip to Melvin Puryis, the fed-