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Al Capone — Part 7
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giass, so Frank and Pete let Jack have it, and when
they had reduced him to a crumpled position on the
floor of the beoth with blood streaming from his
head and face, they bowed themselves out. But Jack was
not dead, although well punctured. When the police called
on him at the hospital, he told them that he did not know
who had shot him or why, but that he would try his level
best to find out just as soon as he could get around to it.
The election was held in a great cloud of smoke and
with the better element. wearing gas-masks at the polls.
Judge John A. Swanson jumped cut of the ballot boxes far
in front of State’s Attorney Crowe, and Mr. Thompson's
muscling. Alas, alas, he didn’t last long, for he was out
on the South Side where sweetness and light had not yet
penetrated. Election or no election, the boys on the South
Side continued sporadic warfare, and so one day as Mr.
Newmark sat in the front room of his little bungalow in
front of a window reading a newspaper, two men and a
machine gun got upon a soap box, took careful aim {at
about four feet) and there was a loud report and that
was the end of the latest South Side muscle. For two
months it was quiet on all fronts, but on June 26, the
newspapers duly chronicled the fate of Big Tim Murphy,
politician, racketeer, labor leader, robber and jail bird.
machine was reduced to a feeble, sputtering roy This famous character whom you really
condition. Agitation against gang anarchy 4 A ought to know better than you can know
continued with increasing gusto, a fact “_ him here had been given one of the numer-
which inspired King Capone to depart on a
long-needed vacation and when the press
associations carried back stories to Chicago
from Los Angeles, telling how detectives
were pushing the Big Fellow around, one
of the Chicago police officials declared that
at last Gangland was beginning to disinte-
grate, and that its king was a homeless
wanderer. The police then turned their at-
tention to the sad case of Mr, Ben Newmark,
formerly an investigator for State’s Attor-
ney Robert E. Crowe, but now using his
knowledge of the underworld to do a little
O'BANION'S OLD GANG AS THEY LOOK TODAY. Tha dapper boy in the npper center is Foe Alello, head of the Unione
ous vice-presidencies in the Capone gang,
just before the Big Fellow left on that vaca-
tion. Big Tim's duties lay mostly in the
‘gambling field. One of his most ambitious
ventures, a gambling house far out on Sheri-
dan Road, which he had promoted in con-
juction with Nicky Arnstein, had been
knocked off and Big Tim, who had been out
of Fort Leavenworth for only a short while,
saw the need of making some good con-
nections in a hurry. He seemed to have
lost touch with the right guys during those
prison years, and so he went over with the
Siciliane. On the upper left we have Geo Mongoven, body guard to George “Bugs” Moran, who, et this writing nad been
missing for several weeks and was believed by some to have been taken for a ride. On the upper right we have George
“Bugs” Moran, North Hide lesger. (1) “Potatoes” Eanffman (2) Barney Bertsche and (3) Jack Buta.
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