The Waterbury Democrat., 1938-04-12
that had waited outside of the high stone walls of Tombs prison and on nearby rooftops got to see nothing but an ordinary prison van.

New York, April 12-(UP)-Rich. ard Whitney, who once could borrow $100,000 at a dozen places in Wal street without so much as signing his name, goes to Sing Sing prison today to dig ditches for five cents a day.
 Beginning a five to 10 year term for grand larceny, the former pres ident of the New York Stock Ex- change will be forced to do manual labor, probably for the first time in his life. If his hands ever have been calloused, they got that way from holding tight rein on spir- ited horse while riding to hounds
 Whitney already had started working for the merits by which he hopes to reduce his sentence to the lowest possible minimum - three years and four months. He will have to be model prisoner in every respect to do it.
 Wanted No Fav0rs
 His attorney, Charles H. Futile, wanted to arrange for him to go to Sing Sing prison alone, but Whit ney, grimly true to the code of the sportsman learned at exclusive Gro- ton school and Harvard, said he wanted no favorS.
 AS the result. a prison van will back up to the tombs-the dingy, smelly prison of New York county this morning, and into it, hand cuffed together, will be ushered the five times president of the New York Stock Exchange, a man fallen from the highest financial and so- cial station; John Mahoney, 20, 8 bandit who shot a victim in a hold up, and several burglars. Trans ported like so many sacks of pota- toes to Grand Central station, they will be paraded in shackles through the vast waiting rooms, to the Os- sining train for the hour and a half ride up river to the "big house..
 Night In Tombs
 Whitney spent the night in a cell in the Tombs near that of Robert Irwin, triple slayer. He did not sleep well. When he was offered cereal and milk for breakfast, he said he would prefer bread and jam and coffee. This was supplied him.
 Later he was shaved in the prison barber shop and was permitted to exercise with other prisoners in the yard. They seemed deeply interest ed in him. One of them said Good morning, MT. Whitney" and the broker smiled and replied: Good morning"
 A crowd gathered outside of the Tombs and a few persons clustered on nearby rooftops in the hope they would be able to see Whitney when he left for Sing Sing.
 A crowd of about 2,000 also gath cred around the Grand Central ter minal, the departure point of the trains for Sing Sing.
 Ate His Jail Food
 The man born to and accustomed to every measure of affluence and luxury, apparently was making a determined effort to adjust himself to his new environment. In his day he had been host and guest at the best dinner tables of New York soci- ety. Last night 8 turnkey showed a tin plate through the slot in his cell door. On it was heaped spaghetti covered with a heat sauce, with two slices of bread slapped on top. When the turnkey returned, the plate was empty.
 He will find more than new cui- sine to adapt himself to when he arrives at Sing Sing. There he will lose the last reminder of his former manner of living-the carefully tailored, double-breasted suit that he wore in court yesterday when General Sessions Judge Owen Bo- han denounced his conduct as 8 setback to the decent forces of the world" and pronounced sentence.
 Number for His Name
 Prison attendants will hand hin a shapeless gray uniform, will take away whatever money or jewelry he has and will give him Q number in- stead of a name. The fact that