Evening star., 1945-12-09

When Boley came home from work
he was given half a snare, $500. That
left $1,000 apiece for the others. They
left that night for Newark, Quinn on
the o'clock train, McCann and Skis
kowski on the IL o'clock train. Boley
bought the tickets. Detectives were at
Union Station looking for suspects in
the Easter holiday crowds but none of
the three was questioned. 1t was
perfect job.
What went wrong, according to Skis
kowski's subsequent confession, was that
they threw party and all got drunk
the next night at the Armory-the place
run by Joe Boley's brother Skiskowsd
said Joe McCann took the car at about
o'clock Easter Sunday morning and
brought it back about 7. 1t was Nc
Cams S4,700 that was found on the
seat, he said.
The watch for Skiskowski and Nc
Cam continued. Skiskowski liked girls.
All his known girl friends who could
be located were brought In and ques-
toned. One of them produced photo
graph of herself, another girl, Skiskow-
ski and Quinn, taken April at Billy
Roses Diamond Horseshoe of Times
Square. The boys were spending the
hot sheckels. 1t was the first intimation
the agents had that Quinn, another
roomer at Mrs. Miller's Philadelphia
house, was the third man on the job.
FBI Agents Surprise Pair
The FBI agents learned that McCann
was hiding out in house in Jackson
avenue, near the Queens end of the
East River tunnel. Three agents took
up positions about the house and
watched for eight hours. They were
relieved by three other agents. Eight
hours later, on the evening of April 20,
the first three agents again took up
the vigil. At about 10 pm. window
opened, head stuck out and looked
up and down the street. It was Joe
McCann. A few minutes later the door
opened and two men came out.
The agents walked up to them and
gave them the bad news: We're from
the FBI Give yourselves up"
The two men conferred momentarily,
then thrust their right hands under
their coat lapels. The agents opened
fire. One man fell to the pavement
The other ran. There were other agents
in the background with shotguns, but
the man ran in front of a restaurant
and they held their fire. He cut across
the grease pits of a gasoline service
station. The agents searched the pits
with flashlights and then came upon
his coat, shed to change appearance,
beyond a wall.
The man on the sidewalk was Joe
McCann, and he was dead He had no
revolver. HE reached for something he
didn't have" Quinn said when arrested
six weeks later. Quinn was the man
who got away. He showed police two
souvenirs of that night proving the
FBI hadn't missed by much. They were
right leg and another across the shin.
The FBI regretted Joe McCanns
death. A dead man cannot tell who his
accomplices are. But bizarre happen
ing in Washington was soon to reveal
one of them.
Money in the Sever
On April Is, Orren Jeter, a colored
postman making his rounds in the first
block of South Carolina avenue Sc,
came upon George Washington Smith,
a local character, white and so, lying
fat on his chest at the curb and pulling
money out Of the opening Of the sewer
catch basin. Mr.. Smith thrust hand
full of bills into the amazed postman's
bag. The postman went to the fifth
precinct, reported the incident and gave
the money to the police. It totaled
$495. Police went to Mr. Smiths room
and found $1,000 in a sock.
The FBI agents had good idea who
put the money in the sewer. Joe Boley
was losing his nerve. He knew his room
had been searched several times, that
his friends were being questioned. When
he heard of McCSnn's death he cracked.
The FBI men learned from a COM
panion of Boley's that he bought q
round of drinks at Prince Georges
County tavern from big roll of bills
They next found, painter to whom
Boley had intrusted early in April $2,500,
in two packages, which he said he had
won ION the numbers" The painter
lived in Southeast near the spot where
the moneyiwas found in the sewer. The
FBI men talked to Boley again. This
time he confessed. He had thrown the
money in the sewer. It was getting too
hot for him. He told them the story
recounted above from the time Quinn
had arrived at the rooming house In
February.
On May 10 Skiskowski walked into an
FBI trap. The agents had located one
of his women, Pauline Robbins. She
was working in hospital at Amity-
vile, fishing village on the south
shore Of Long Island, 40 miles from
New York. Skiskowski showed up there
finally and was arrested In her room.
He said he had gone to Detroit with
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