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| 5 BYFENEST LENN Tt was father's. day on Alcatray the other day, In a dramatic meeting Al Capone saw his son for the first time in five ears, They scarcely recognized ach other, . ‘They had heen strangers since 1933, When Capone was éentenced to prison for income tax evasion. The son, then, was « youngster of about 4, Rept uneware of his father’s gangland activities, j q erm college, and muttered, "My boy.” The son fooked at the short, man ,in the fi-fitting gray ‘prison aunt> the uniform of the toughest € io the country, and said, ac? 1 creone wanted to take him by: he shoulders, and held him, and thumy him affectionately on the back, The boy wanted to put bie arm around his fath¢r and teJl him he He knew hirtstees-enly ag a busy ’ Tien who came home thred, lavished ~ aifection on him, and who hed once Played tin soldiers with Him on. the floor, Capone, then, was the underworld hig-shot. Those were the days when gorillas. and torpedoes mete? aut “handfals of clouds"—death—ond Machine guns. chattered Lke nofey typewriters in Chicago's streets, He was. the fastidious dresser whe Csunted finely woven, pearly gray understood, and de inno time be would be out, and they could: start ‘ell over egein, But they couldn't. This was Al- estraz, This was the vielling room, ‘where plateglass separates you, and yo: talk through a nerrew site in the glass, with a guard locking at you all. the time Capone moped about his cell glumly -after his son hed ieft, “FY tried to keep all this from the 7 “bangings that he the special erape-” vine. Sentimental softies that they bre —even though they're the metinn ‘ys glowed, and waggled thelr come provingly,. and said it was senent sf the kid to some. o And thor who had children at thelr own were strangely. ellent, And the spirit of Father's. Dey. permested esch and every cell, sults: Yet-wha, Nurtivewecurlty of 6 hidenway home, perted with his yet~ ° - inue of 18 bodyguards whe flanked him like @ Maherajah’s escort and protected. Kis wife and ‘young son. Hike. any other father. When they met in Alsatras, they atared st each. ot: ar, Por both hady changed, : Capone looked. at: the young roan in a, college-cut sult, poléed and tall, on, suminier vacation from an: Haste. ‘kid, when he ad Uttle" he mut-— tered, “T tried tobe a good father, I didn't} wank him t know about _ me, Mow he comes ahd sees me here, like this, It must Bave bit him between the eyes—" Word -af the meeting streaked through. the prison. Canvicts buzz- bumed It: im the shops, whispered it out of the sides of mouths in-the mess hall, It got, to the dungeon, and solitary, via the thumpings and ee wae