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and John Howard murder case.
Speaker 2: Broadways My Beach from Times Square to Columbus Circle, the Gaudius,
the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world. Man
Broadway is My Beach. With Larry Thor as Detective Danny Klover.
When November settles down over Broadway, everybody's got a lot
to cheer about it. It's the time of the hot dog.
It's the season of the rackety racks and the split
tee formation, and the coaches left hand on the pigskin
who swear their boys aren't being brutal out there in
the field, just eager. It's the month of the old grat,
the co ed, the bottle, the blanket, and what is
known as the nippy tang. It's a time to be alive.
And there's a place just off of Broadway. The rooms
sealed off from every other place in the world, structurally
designed to keep out everything but pain. The police morgue
what I was for, Detective Mugovan was, and the slabs
that held two men newly.
Speaker 3: Dead alcohol poisoning.
Speaker 4: Danny.
Speaker 2: They're shift here from the emergency hospital for identifications. You
know who they are?
Speaker 3: Yeah, this one, Joey Macklin, Bowery, pickpocket, bum panhandler, Rummy.
Speaker 2: This one I know him. No, he's the reason why
I called you down here. Though. Notice anything, Danny Loo's
pretty well fenned fingernails looked like they've been manicured enough,
too long ago. Huh.
Speaker 3: A couple other things. This found this crumpled mask in
his pocket. Take a look at his clothes, really raggy, huh.
Underneath he's wearing silk underwear. You're taking prints last night,
soon as they came in code numbers sent to Washington
right away.
Speaker 2: Did you say the emergency hospital sent them over. Yeah.
Speaker 3: They staggered in there, practically blind from the bumbooze, screaming.
Speaker 2: We couldn't help him, Danny, They were too far gone.
They have the liquor on them. No, there's a liab.
Would be a lot more of it someplace, my mental
alcohol and peace, juice and beating oil.
Speaker 3: How can you've seen him brought in after the strange
paint through a piece of bread.
Speaker 2: I've seen it. Gere right about this one, muggamun. He
looks too patently up bunt. That's why he looks out
of place.
Speaker 3: I figure that too, so strange, eh.
Speaker 2: And then it closes in on you. This place of
the derelict dead. The windows are high and the moist
walls high, so that dead fingers can't reach open. Let
the sobbing of death be heard in the autumn air.
The sunlight feels along the windows web with threads of steel,
and the warmth is taken and held before it can
touch the people of a room that is forever cold.
All of it has been yours countless times, and still
the shutter comes. You're try not to let them see it.
Then you take Detective Muggerlman's comment that it's strange, Take
it with you into a long car or up a
flight of stairs, drop it on a sergeant's desk for
an immediate checking. Fill the time of waiting in the
official ways provided for such intervals, and the door opens.
It's being brought back to you cheerily by Sergeant Tartaglia.
Speaker 5: Denny, I want you should do something for me. The
please is implying what you know. I want you should
stick your nose out the window. Why to partake with
me of the nippy tang that is there for everyone's
no I've had mind, you know, and then you will
agree with me that it is both nippy and tang
that makes the vitality surgeon who is a surgeon?
Speaker 2: Enough for you to hand me whatever you're holding in
back of him? Which hand nny Gino, your fellow wants
to play a little game, takes a second, brings a
little happiness. What have you got.
Speaker 5: In this envelope is contained a telegraph report from the
FBI and meant the request to take a mug of
a mate of them concerning the fingerprints of the deceased
vagrant who is now in armed Give.
Speaker 2: It to me. I identified it. They've identified them. You know.
Speaker 5: Fbis quism a question? And look at the split they give.
Speaker 2: You an answer to John Howard, Lieutenant Turnel, retired from.
Speaker 5: The Army of the US President, Address thirty two to
twelve Park Avenue, Occupation bomb salesman, I Pete Dan. I
also took a liberty. Oh yeah, I took the liberty
of falling to the domicile of said deceased.
Speaker 2: Spoke to a missus. John Howard asked her politely to
come hitherto Why don't you be here any minute?
Speaker 6: Danny? In a nonse She.
Speaker 5: Had but to find a suitable outfit for an outing
the police head.
Speaker 2: This liberty I took. Jes you did good, you know,
real good.
Speaker 4: Ah.
Speaker 2: And wait then pick a window and stand there and
watch the street below, the eddy of crowd, the cars,
impatient of those stupid enough to be pedestrians. Watched the
first shadows drift in, pick a place, and shadow layer
to find another place. Finally, you see a car draw
up to the curb, a long car and black and expensive,
and a woman get out of it. Stand on the
pavement and look at the doorway mark police headquarters, hesitate,
and then walk toward it. Then leave the window and
hurry downstairs. Pick up the woman at the information desk,
ask her a question.
Speaker 7: Yeah, I'm missus Holly.
Speaker 2: My name's Clover. Will you come with me? Please?
Speaker 7: Would you mind telling me why I'm here?
Speaker 2: Through this story? Not at all? In cases like this,
we're not really sure so sure about what A man
died last night. There's a possibility you might be able
to identify him. A man died, yes, from mental alcohol poisoning.
Speaker 7: John, my husband, it was John. Didn't here, miss Howard,
you have answered me, is it John?
Speaker 2: I'm afraid that's what you'll have to tell us, Missus Howard.
Speaker 7: Want to steal this man?
Speaker 2: I'm sorry, missus hard if you and again, the attendance
on the grief, the beautial offering of the tried and
true solaces that have never worked, not against the sobbing,
anguished deeply, then finally the whispered cry of some remembered
thing they had shared, and the resigning to it. The
remembrance will never come again, and the woman is quiet.
Now you detail a man to drive her home. Restrain
the questions that must be asked for another time, when
the sudden anguish has become old familiar thing to be
liver surp a picture of John Howard, the file to
take with you to a man who is an expert
on the whys of derelicts, a man you look for
find in the third Avenue. Bar embarrassed.
Speaker 7: You embarrass me before my friends, Danny. Truly it is
well known what you are and what I am.
Speaker 5: I am now Trent demonstrated these companions.
Speaker 2: What are you now, Benny?
Speaker 5: A member of one of the honest and oldest professions?
Speaker 2: Which profession now Benny proved.
Speaker 5: Knowledge, Danny, look on the new Benny fine Pillow culture
seller of psyclopedias.
Speaker 2: You benny me, Benny dayson a brochure.
Speaker 3: I'd better hear somewhere.
Speaker 5: Here is the encyclopedia with my facts on the king
a sport of racing. You fellows with a Brian Lapennix
to bookies to fill in the long hours while looking
for a tax free dodge me a found mine no
longer at the Michael Police.
Speaker 2: Am I, yes you are, Benny, I am uh huh.
You take a look at this picture, Danny.
Speaker 7: How can you a picture that dad?
Speaker 5: You've got to show me? Not are not fill a
papish pinning him an orbit that I know him when
I see him around where boweriees get wronged.
Speaker 2: You know that's where you were selling encyclopedias, Danny.
Speaker 5: I was calling on an old friend, Mickey Thomas, while
coming up a few reminiscences. As I get in a
glance across the hall, there was this guy. This picture
showed me boozing up with another guy named Joey Macklin.
I waved the toast on them.
Speaker 7: I went back there.
Speaker 2: Uh to Mickey Thomas, the man you visited across the hall,
Take me, Benny.
Speaker 5: Danny, I was, I was what the closest sale.
Speaker 2: We could go by? Way up headquarters? Benny?
Speaker 7: I was shot. Come on, Benny.
Speaker 2: The walk then south into the Bowery in East, past
Lexington and past the rowhouses where there's always room for
one more tenants in the street where garbage can they
used for first and played base the man with your
points out an interesting Frank.
Speaker 5: I was going at Danny right that house.
Speaker 2: I'm hip Third Avenue.
Speaker 5: You wouldn't believe how l kids used to it.
Speaker 7: You.
Speaker 5: Ah, don't mind, Danny, It wasn't important. The place I
was telling you about.
Speaker 7: His shoe right there. Let me let me open it
up for you. Danny.
Speaker 5: Yeah, you better watch this. This blowgard right here say this.
Oh I know these places, I really know. He Ny,
I was raising the room, Help me help me.
Speaker 2: What's the matter? What happened to you? Drank liquor? I
can see a blind I'm blind?
Speaker 4: Oh you are listening to?
Speaker 2: Broadway is My Beat, Written by Morton Fine and David
Freakin and starring Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover. Broadway
approaches the new November day softly, politely. You've gotta do that, kid.
Treat the morning nice, maybe the y You'll still be
on your feet when day is done. So set the
loudspeakers to music guaranteed to absorb shock. Climb the spectaculars,
Remove and replace the masdas that died in the night.
Polish the k neon washed the night dust off the
mannekin's face, tighten the bolt, tilt her body more forward,
her head nearer to the shop window, so that her
lips are closer to the promise of a good morning kiss.
Having made way for another day, find the quiet place
to read the papers and read of the death of
retired colonels and pickpockets from lethal alcohol, and of the
blindness of a skid roll vagrant name of Mickey Thomas
from the same and skim through to the comics their
kid lies happiness. But where I was the new day
fell on the sightless eyes of Mickey Thomas, on the
fleeting figure that worked against his pain. Finally whispered, You'd
better come back, Lieutenant later and leave to another place.
To ask questions about the dead. The woman tries to
answer them for you.
Speaker 8: Last time I saw him, John, Last time I saw
him was Halloween knight. We've been invited to a party.
We wore funny clothes, a tramp suit. You found John
in It was the funniest thing he could think of. Missus, Howard,
you will make it brief, won't you See? I'm packing,
I'm going away.
Speaker 2: In the book, You're leaving the country Europe.
Speaker 7: There's a plan.
Speaker 8: John and I had Europe all the gay places he'd
been while he was in the war. A couple of
weeks ago, out of't know where, he said, I'd love him.
Speaker 7: Let's go, Lallah.
Speaker 8: I've just given up my twenty thousand a year positions
so I can show you to Europe.
Speaker 7: Llah. Maybe you'll like it so much, Lila, we'll never.
Speaker 2: Leave, missus Howard, Perhaps it might.
Speaker 8: You're not going to stop me from going, you know,
John said it would be fun.
Speaker 7: I'll just have to have fun, Alte. No, you're not
going to stop me. No, we have no reason to
now good.
Speaker 8: I'll sleep on the boat tonight. If I slept here,
the boat sails in the morning.
Speaker 7: You said, Now, would there ever be a time you
could stop me?
Speaker 2: I don't know, yeah, missus Howard. All I know now
is that your husband, a rich man, died of poison
liquer that he came in offer schedule that to explain
it is.
Speaker 7: Of course, John got feeling good at that Halloween party. Hi,
you know, hi and gay. Whenever he got like that,
he'd make bets.
Speaker 2: He made one that night, crazy one the.
Speaker 8: Kind he liked that he could go to skid road,
dressed as he was, and live there for a week
and never call on any of us for anything. When
he thought of it, he grabbed frank and said, right,
Frank Clifton, Frankie was John's adjutant during the war. He
grabbed Frankie and made the bet. And you never saw
your husband after that until until you showed him to
me in the morgue. Frankie and I went looking for
him one night because I was worried we didn't find him.
Speaker 7: I came home, Frankie kept looking. He didn't find him.
Speaker 2: You have mister Clifton's address.
Speaker 7: It's in the phone book Setton Place.
Speaker 8: For a minute there, mister Clover, you actually considered not
letting me go on this trip. Tell me why, And
Missus Horrard, I anything about John's death.
Speaker 7: There is the word troubles. John's death troubles you.
Speaker 2: On the way, I told you, Missus Horrard, that a
wealthy man, an intelligent man, would find his dying and
poison booze.
Speaker 7: John was a man of whims. Let's only say him
that he indulged his last one, shall we.
Speaker 2: I'll check, Missus horrd I'll check him.
Speaker 8: What you've told me do that, mister Clover, let me
know before nightfall. In any event, call me to wish
me bon voyage. I'm gonna have fun, like John said,
I should.
Speaker 2: How your hearts. What do you want? Are you? Frank Clefton?
Come on, mister, the rest of me behind the doors
and a towel. What do you want. I'm from the police,
Danny Clover. I'm in a towel. I want to talk
to you. Sure, sure come in. Ten minutes ago you
wouldn't have cut me doing my laps around the lake
on the bicycle. I'm gonna miss that old Columbia bike
when I'm in Europe. You're going to Europe too, mister Clifton. Yeah, tonight.
What do you mean too? Missus Howard is going news
to me. I figured it'd be decent if she grieved
till the next boat. Hey, just why are you here?
I'm trying to find out why John Howard is dead?
Come on, come on, you know as well as I
do what John's dead. Poison booz out. I want you
to tell me what happened about Halloween party? All right,
don't rub it in?
Speaker 6: So it was my fault.
Speaker 2: You made that bet with mister Howard, didn't you about
going down at the Bowery and living for a week.
That's your job, isn't it? Rubbed salt an old wound?
How come you made a bet like that, mister cliftand
I didn't want to? If you knew John like I did?
How do you argue with a man like that? Clover?
What kind of man was it? Everything was a bet.
You could be walking along. He'd pick any stranger in
the crowd, make you wonder about him or her, and
then bet you were wrong. He'd find a way to
prove it too. I was his adjutant all through the war.
That's how I spent the war making book for I
want to know exactly what that bet was you made
of mister Howard. Well, first you got to understand I
didn't want to make it, all right, I understand he
bet me on account of he was dressed like a tramp.
He could go down to the Bowery and live like
one for a week. He could do it longer, he said,
except you had to catch that boat, eat anything a
tramp does, drink anything you know. The works for a
hundred bucks. Missus Howard said, she got worried a few
days ago she hadn't heard from him that she went
down to the bowery looking for him with me. We looked,
couldn't find hide. Her hair got laid. I sent her
home and kept looking. No, couldn't find it. Then, mister
Howard is a pretty good friend to you, isn't my CEO?
From Amsterdam to Essen, to Cologne, to Mannheim to Berlin,
And that's why you're going to Europe too. Take another
look to those places and let us not forget Parie.
My old man got over there in the first War.
I didn't. He still holds it over me. Look by
his sol the old body. Now, thanks, thanks a lot,
I'll drop your guy. Walk away from the man eager
for the sight seeing of old sights, walk away with
a puzzle still yours. Why a man like John Howard
should die of poisoned alcohol? Why a man like Howard
would so quickly descend to a state where alcohol from
whatever source was so needed that he challenged death for
it and way against it. The possibility of death cause
premeditated murder? And let the thought take you back to
a hospital room where the man lay with his eyes
bandaged against light, and another sented his bedside, talking quietly.
Speaker 5: Hartman is doing what he can for you.
Speaker 3: Getting investment. Hi, Danny, how is better? I guess Danny
he's been asking me tell him Mickey?
Speaker 2: Who is he? Lieutenant Clover. He's a man who's found you.
Make He got you here in a hurry. Oh it
makes me have to thank him. Huh, thanks to Tenant Clover, Becky.
Can you answer questions you feel up to? I've been
complaining in a loud voice to this other social worker here. Yeah,
I guess I could answer question it too. Where'd you
get the bows? I got it? Tell a square, Mickey
will bring them in for you. Nothing I could wish
more to get that guided funny? Huh?
Speaker 7: What is?
Speaker 2: I don't know where the boos come from? Look, Mickey, still,
I don't know where it comes from. All I know
is I waited till Joey Macklin and that other character
ran out of their room, and I crossed the hall
and snitched me what was left from their bottle? He
died from it? Huh. Lucky boys, Lucky lucky boys. It
was stole the alcohol, that's how it. Mickey stole something else.
Dan found this in his clothes. Huh. Oh pomb. What's
it for? Mickey? Personal belonging? That means it belonged to me?
What's it for?
Speaker 7: Mickey?
Speaker 2: H me in my back? You'll find out anyway, won't you. Yeah,
mikey way, Well, so go find out and do something
else for me, lieutenant. But on your way back, pick
up a tin cup and a box of pencils. It'll
be a favorite. Hello, Hello, sir, What can mister Pring
do for you? Police? Mister Pring is delighted to serve?
In what capacity? Does mister Pring do that? As the
redeemer of pwns? I guess this one?
Speaker 5: Mister Pring remembers it? Why shouldn't he? He wrote it
only yesterday morning.
Speaker 2: It's paying redeemed, mister Pring. Sure a cigarette case? This
looks like a pretty expensive item. Mister Pring, how come
you only land two dollars on us because he who
pawned it was one of our boat Why do you
say our boy? Mister Fring called your attention to.
Speaker 7: The fact that all who serve are our boys.
Speaker 5: I call your attention again, May I please do to
the engraving on this case a screaming eagle with a
dagger an obscuring signure. However, I'm positive an insignire of
one of our doubty combat outfits. I know because during
Unpleasantness number two, I sold our boys shoulder patches as
a sideline.
Speaker 2: I've just reordered, mister fring Ooh you're taking it. There's
two dollars plus interest, do on it? Yeah? Yeah, And
mister prang Whistle, I got it, Danny good. What did
you find out?
Speaker 6: For one?
Speaker 7: Thing?
Speaker 2: About that? Insignia was assigned to an army intelligence team,
where the team operated mostly in Germany around Lull and
Essen in Berlin. Yeah yeah, Manaheim too.
Speaker 7: Go on.
Speaker 3: Well, the rest of it's John Howard's record, civilian and
army civilian, not a whole lot of good businessman.
Speaker 5: Resigned his position a few weeks ago. The reason he
gave his employer was pretty vague.
Speaker 2: Yeah, I know about that. What about the army?
Speaker 5: Howard was the head of an army intelligence team to
recover loot near Essen in Germany, you know, confiscated treasure
and stuff. They found some too, belong to one of
those rich German families. Worth a mint, only the original
owner's scream that some stuff was missing for him and
what else. Well, Howard, he was a lieutenant colonel and
had a couple more men on his team, a sergeant
who died in Europe a pneumonia before he got home.
Speaker 2: And the major name of Frank Clifton. Clifton, you know
you much more, do you? Danny? Nothing? Thanks for a motive?
Speaker 4: Are we gone?
Speaker 5: Oh?
Speaker 2: You anna say goodbye to me?
Speaker 5: Clover?
Speaker 7: You people from the party next door?
Speaker 2: Bank, it's the police, Missus Howard, Danny, Clover, what do
you want? Clover? Let's go inside? Uh why not?
Speaker 6: Money in?
Speaker 2: It's uh not the next door people don't know.
Speaker 7: Who is Welcome, Welcome, Welcome. Don't look daggers at me.
And I'm just.
Speaker 2: Visiting Frank and ask the question, Clover, what do you want?
I came down here to break some news to both
of you. Clover. We are due next door for a
pre sailing party. I know why you're going to Europe.
Sure you know. I told you I owe myself a
sentimental journey.
Speaker 7: Frank said, you'll show me all the places. John, you
show me.
Speaker 2: There's a place near ess And I don't know whether
you'll get to Missus Holland I'm on, Clover, get off.
If your husband ever talked to you about a time
in Germany called Essa missus Howard.
Speaker 8: Of course, on account of that, Tom John got a citation,
Frank two, didn't you Frank?
Speaker 2: Sure? We found some loot the Nazis buried, turned it
back to the right flowers.
Speaker 7: Right, John told me all about it? Are you asking? Teasing?
Why didn't hold out a little down and love you
for me?
Speaker 2: I figure he did at that, Missus Howard. How do
you figure that John Howard had a twenty thousand dollars
a year job. He quit it. He quit it to
go to Europe. There must have been something in Europe
worth a lot more than twenty thousand dollars, and it
had to be something he couldn't bring back into this country.
So John Howard wasn't coming back. You mean he doesn't
know what he means? I mean, just one thing. Not
all that loops are covered. It makes a lot of
sense that the reason John Howard gave up such a
good job is because he'd hidden the missing part of
that loot. Imagine that he knew where it was. So
did a GI sergeant who died in Europe of pneumonia.
So to you, Clifton, the three of your members of
the team that found the loot in the first place.
Speaker 7: Now John did Frank?
Speaker 2: Frank, it's a funny story, Leila, Why aren't you laughing?
Speaker 7: You kept looking for John and the bowery after I
went home? Did you find him?
Speaker 2: Told you I didn't find him. That means I didn't
find you found him? You're calling me a liar, Clover.
That's no way to get to a party. Do you
want a cigarette, Clifton? Here a take one?
Speaker 7: Put that case away?
Speaker 2: Why what's the matter with it?
Speaker 7: What kind of a man?
Speaker 5: Are you?
Speaker 7: A bar in?
Speaker 2: Can't you understand the situation? Clover? The champagne, the shipboard party.
Don't you see it?
Speaker 7: For her?
Speaker 2: Lyla? Try to make her smile? What's the matter with
the cigarette case? Clifton? Don't you understand? It's his case?
It's John's. How do you think it makes Lila feel?
Is he something that belongs to him?
Speaker 7: Bank?
Speaker 2: And how do you think it makes me feel? Remembering
the times, remembering his offering me a smoke from him?
Speaker 7: Not his case? John? Never?
Speaker 2: He never did, never?
Speaker 4: Never?
Speaker 7: Why what's going on here?
Speaker 2: I'll tell you what's going on. Frank murdered your husband?
Did he comes up with a lousy cigarette case? And
says murder boys and alcohol. He found your husband, found
out where he was staying, found a bum named Joey Macklin,
who he was living with. Gave Joey a jug of
poison alcohol. He knew your husband would drink it. That
was part of the bed. You're coming to the party
with me.
Speaker 8: Lot up.
Speaker 2: But Joey Macklin was also a pickpocket. He stole this
cigarette case from Clifton. Then he and your husband drank
a booze died from it. Come on, Lada, there they're
waiting for us. A man from across the hall, a
man named Mickey Thomas, stole the booze that was left.
He also stole the cigarette case Joey had lifted. Mickey ponded,
that's how I know you found John Howard Clifton. You're
under arrest. On Broadway, there's always a vision that stands
in a doorway at the end of night. You run
after it, but the hand that your sleeve tugs your back,
a grinning face whispers, there's something better inside that you
keep running fill. The same voice whispers the odds she'll
never make it, and you'll never do. It's Broadway, the
gaudiest the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world.
Broadway My Beat, Broadway Is My Beat stars Larry Thor
as Detective Danny Clover, with Charles Calvert as Tartaglia and
Jack Krushan as Muggavin. The program was produced and directed
by Elliott Lewis, with music score are composed and conducted
by Alexander Courage. In Tonight's story, Irene Tedraw was heard
as Lyla Howard, Lou Merrill as Frank Clifton, Leo Cleary
as Benny Faine, and Steve Roberts as Mickey Thomas. Tonight
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Speaker 6: Escape Welcome Back.
Speaker 1: Mister Fring in the pawnshop was really trying Danny's patience,
and when you get to that point in the episode,
Nanny doesn't really have that much left to begin with,
and he just finished explaining to Danny that he priced
the risk of it being stolen into the price he
paid of just two dollars, So it's weird when people
do that sort of stuff and expect Danny to be sympathetic. Well,
listener comments and feedback now, and we start with the
comment d wrote on Patreon. I'll be seventy two in April,
and these shows remind me of my childhood. I was
busy playing outside most of the time, but my mother
had me convinced that Perry Como was down at the
station singing to us. I thought she meant local. What
a miracle it seemed. Then, thanks for bringing it all back. Well,
I appreciate your remarks, and I also appreciate the perspective.
I think it's wonderful when you're a kid and you
can approach things as being full of wonder And that
was one of the real blessings with my son. He
was so taken and fascinated by stuff that I think,
what's great. But I've gotten to the point where I
got used to it and took it for granted. Then,
moving on a comment from YouTube regarding the Kirk Bauer
murder case, Betsy says, what a collection of horrible people.
Good episode, thank you, and that is a tough combination.
Good episode, but horrible people all around, and it.
Speaker 6: Can be you know it.
Speaker 1: You know, you do have the sort of the hummer
production of just going like all over the top in
the performances.
Speaker 6: But otherwise it can be tough.
Speaker 1: Uh, humor can help to One of my favorite Sam
Spades was The Dry Martini Keeper.
Speaker 7: Where the characters were horrible.
Speaker 1: But there was enough going on to keep the listeners interested.
But for Sam Spade is the guy who was there,
it got to be too much. And Sam is not
one of the more you know, like overly optimistic or
super virtuous detectives, but he's he gets a point where Okay,
I just need a break from these people. They're all horrible,
but doing in a dramatic way as Broadways My Beat
did with making the characters interesting enough even though they
are horrible, it's still made for compelling episode. Well, now
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Speaker 2: What's behind it? Gardner? I mean the game or that
they're supposed to be playing.
Speaker 9: A lot of factors enter into it. I guess it's
my own idea. The Apatche gangs most of the promoting.
What's the object anyway, the usual big shot idea. Some
high school kids get the Apaches figure they're going to
run the whole east Side. They've already scared the Happy
Valey Gang and the Blue Devils into joining up with them.
Speaker 2: Or how they manage that. I'd like to find out myself.
Speaker 6: Well, how about the.
Speaker 9: Other two crowds there, Rose Hill and the Purple Hard Bunch.
Speaker 2: The story I get is they won't come in with
the Apaches. It's supposed to be the reason for the war.
Speaker 9: Either they join up with the Apaches or they fight them.
Speaker 2: It's a warning they got. We'll be playing in big
time all the way.
Speaker 9: Sixteen seventeen year olds, they got gang lieutenants. They got
their own cards, their own hideouts.
Speaker 2: Some of them even have their.
Speaker 9: Girlfriends running with them, same age, none of them over seventeen.
Speaker 2: What'd you get your information? Bill?
Speaker 9: Half a dozen kids, most of them from the Blue
Devils and the Happy Valley Gang. They were mixed up
in a couple of after school fights in Hollandbeck Park.
The stories they gave us are enough to curl your hair. Yeah,
what I mean about the big war they're going to have.
One of the girls we picked up gave us most
of a fifteen year old, says their boyfriends. One of
the big shots for the Blue Devils. What she had
to say, talked about it like it was some kind
of a game they were playing.
Speaker 2: I have to say.
Speaker 9: The Rose Hill and the Purple Heart gangs were teaming
up so they could stand up against the other three.
They've been getting ready for the war for six weeks.
Really organized.
Speaker 2: I don't get it.
Speaker 9: Who's doing the organizing, who's promoting them? I got an
idea about that, and get to it in a minute.
Take a look at these over here, Yeah, samples of
the different weapons the gangs are getting together for the
big fight. Crazy kids, brass knuckles, homemade SAPs, all kinds.
Speaker 2: What's this here, gardener?
Speaker 9: Look home made stiletto, good six inch plade kids just
post to have dozens of them. Another one here, Look
at this ice pick. Anything you can think of, you
name it, we got it. It's going to be wholesale
murder if we can't find a way to stop it.
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