The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-11-13
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Recognize either of them?' he
asked.
Mr. Dunn looked down at surly
face in the conventional profile and
sIdeview shots Of penitentiary
rogues' gallery photograph He
gave a start of surprise as he
looked at the black type beneath it
RED Jackson"-and studied the
picture with care.
I'm not absolutely certain" he
said at last. 1T looks somewhat
like him. I didn't get very good
look at him, though-not close up.
You see, we we're all herded up
against the wall, and"
L see said Larry How about
the other one?"
Mr.. Dunn looked at a picture of
perky, black haired little man with
lat-like eyes. Without hesitation he
nodded decisively.
That's the man who held the gun
on us while the other one got the
cash. he said. He handed the pic
lures back. Larry pocketed them
Who knew about this tear gas
installation" he asked suddenly.
Mr.. Dunn looked up in some sur
prise
why, I suppose almost every
one in town knew it, he said. You
know how it is, in place like this.
NNa cow No ocOacio1 roocOyo fO, Laon
ing 1t a secret, anyway"
Larry stood up.
It's too bad you didn't" he said.
Mr.. Hobart might have been saved
a very unpleasant experience. You
see, this firing of a shot before
word was said-that isn't like the
Jackson gang, or any other gang.
It's pretty obvious that they knew
about the tear gas, and simply shot
first in order to prevent MI Hobart
from using it,.
Mr.. Dunn looked grave, and shook
his head slowly.
Poor Hobart" he said That's
my fault, l suppose, too. I'm glad
he didn't have to pay higher price
for it,
T AIRY made some remark 10
Il reassure him, and then said
that he would like to start ques-
tioning some of the other witnesses.
The young ographer-fully re-
covered from her fright, now, and
filled with excitement at having
played an important role in a STIR
ring event-came in and gave him
her version of the holdup, as did
the clerk who had been knocked
out by a blow with pistol barrel
Then Tony LaRocco brought in
Buddy McGinnis, the young Legion
raire who had given battle to the
robbers
Buddy came limping in and
shook hands. Larry complimented
him on his presence of mind and
asked him to tell his story. So
Buddy told how he had looked out
of the window and seen a man
with a machine gun, how he had
got a service rifle from the supply
which the legion owned how he had
drawn bead, fired, and made the
man stagger.
Tony La Rocco and AL Peters had
been listening with interest. At
LarryS nod they went outside, car
rying a small black bag.
Did you get any more shots in?"
asked Larry.
fired one more, when I see
he wasn't going to fall, and I guess
I missed" said Buddy. Then he
began squirting machine gun bull
lets at me and l ducked When I
got my head up again they we're all
in the car and it was starting off.
1 fired three more at it"
LIE shook his head, as if puzzled
l. Il by something. L can't under
stand it, he said. Il couldn't miss
an auto, at that distance 1 know
I hit it. But it didn't seem to phaze
it. I'd swear I heard a couple of
those bullets ricochet off the body
But Lord! A Springfeld1l put
bullet through any auto ever made. 3"
Not one of those said Larry.
They probably had an armored car.
You'd need an anti-tank gun to
make hole in it. =. Whered you
think you hit it?"
La Rocco and Peters came back
in.
Got EN-" said La Rocco tri-
umphantly. Full hand print right
on the glass. Four fingers, perfect;
thumb, little smudgy, ebut we can
use it."