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- Ü The Gangsters
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- [Prohibition greatly encouraged the growth of crime in the
- 1920s: it took considerable ingenuity, organization and teamwork
- to supply the huge amounts of illegal alcoholic
- beverages--especially beer, which required trucks for efficient
- transport--to America's largest cities, where it was consumed
- more or less openly. Various ethnic groups, "families" and
- clans, including of course the Sicilian Mafia, and also Irish,
- Jewish and Polish gangs, vied with one another for control of
- the liquor trade, as well as gambling, prostitution and
- protection rackets. But in this era, no gang was more colorful,
- more powerful, more violent or bloodthirsty than that of the
- Neapolitan-born Chicago Crimelord Al Capone.]
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-
- (OCTOBER 11, 1926)
-
- Twins, notable since the oozy dawn of civilization, are Crime
- and Corruption. They frolic now from Shanghai to Paris,
- unashamed. Occasionally they rear their heads up into the light
- and scare some, shock others. Sometimes they pop up in
- Washington, but their favorite modern playgrounds are in
- manufacturing cities where sprawling factories belch and
- whistle, where grimy alleys creep between frame hovels, where
- workingmen need stimulation Saturday nights.
-
- However, there is one town which has recently raised the
- visceral tension of the righteous about once a month. That town
- is Cicero, Ill., a Utopian nook for the twins. Here on the
- western fringe of Chicago is a polyglot population of
- 62,000--Irishmen, Italians, Sicilians, Slavs and many another
- tribe. The Western Electric Co. employs thousands of them; other
- industries are near and plentiful. But it is to the gangs of the
- Bad Lands that Cicero owes its headline glamor. Up and down its
- streets, fiery Sicilians and raucous Irishmen playfully squirt
- machine guns at each other. On other days they go zooming into
- Chicago with truckloads of beer. And then, when the day's labors
- are done, they have their 60 "soft drink parlors," their
- brothels, and their roulette wheels.
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- The Bad Lands have their king, "Scareface Al" Capone, alias
- "Alphonzo Brown," who has been on the throne since 1922.
- "Scareface Al," except for the old razor gash on one side of his
- face, might easily be mistaken for a fat prosperous baker. King
- Capone does not bake. With his brothers, Ralph and James, he
- keeps the beer route flowing and the political machinery of
- Cicero running.
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- Cicero has written history under the Capone regime. There was
- the story of a young able newspaper editor who refused to leave
- town. So, members of the Capone gang beat him up at a busy
- street corner, and kidnaped his brother for a few days. There
- was the killing of Assistant state's Attorney William McSwiggin
- last April, a crime that has not yet been solved. Then, a
- fortnight ago, a black armored car roared down Cicero's main
- street, spattered the Hawthorne Hotel with machine gun bullets,
- but missed King Capone who was standing on the front porch.
- After such events, "Scarface Al" puts on his light tan shoes,
- picks up his cane, leaves town.
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- Industrialists decided several months ago that the performance
- and side-shows of King Capone's regime were interfering with
- both the efficiency and nerves of their workers. Two vice
- presidents of a corporation were despatched to Washington to
- appeal to the Federal Government. Secret Service agents returned
- to wander around Cicero's grimy nooks. Suddenly, last week, a
- Federal grand jury indicted "Scarface Al" Capone and his
- brother Ralph; Joseph Z. Klenha, president of the town of
- Cicero; Ted L. Svoboda, chief of police, and 75 others, for
- conspiracy to violate the Volstead Act. Federal agents say they
- have evidence that the gangsters profited $15,000,000 by their
- liquor business in three years.
-
- And after the trial of the Ciceronians is over, the famed
- twins will again return to their nooks, unashamed, unafraid. If
- Cicero becomes too tame a playground, there are other places...
-
-
- (FEBRUARY 25, 1929)
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- It was 10:20 o'clock on St. Valentine's morning. Chicago
- brimmed with sentiment and sunshine. Peaceful was even the
- George ("Bugs") Moran booze-peddling depot on North Clark
- Street, masked as a garage of the S. M. C. Cartage Co., where
- lolled six underworldlings, waiting for their breakfast coffee
- to cook. A seventh, in overalls, tinkered with a beer vat on a
- truck.
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- Into the curb eased a car, blue and fast, like the Detective
- Bureau's. Through the office door strode four men. Two, in
- police uniforms, swung sub-machine guns. Two, in plain clothes,
- carried stubby shotguns.
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- The gangsters in the office raised their hands. Their
- visitors marched them back into the garage, prodding their
- spines with gun muzzles. Tin coffee cups clattered to the stone
- floor. Snarled orders lined the six gangsters up along the north
- wall, their eyes close to the white-washed brick. The visitors
- booted the overalled mechanic into the lien and "frisked" away
- hidden guns.
-
- One of the men at the wall said: "What is this, a..."
-
- "Give it to 'em!" was the answer. The garage became a
- thunder-box of explosions.
-
- From the four guns streamed a hundred bullets. Only eight of
- them ever reached the brick wall behind the seven targets. One
- man, all blood, tried to crawl away. A volley at six inches
- ripped away his head above the ears. The others toppled over
- into the careless postures of death.
-
- A Mrs. Alphonsine Morin, across the street, saw two men, hands
- over head, walk out of the garage, followed by two uniformed
- policemen with leveled guns. Obviously a raid and an arrest. She
- watched captors and captives enter the blue car, which flashed
- down the street, passed a trolley on the wrong side, melted away
- in traffic.
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- Real police came jostling through the gabbling crowd that
- quickly collected. They counted the neat row of bodies by the
- wall--six dead, one dying. It was a record, even for Chicago.
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- "Bugs" Moran, the proprietor of the garage, was not among the
- dead.
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- Gangster Capone was reported to be lolling innocently in
- Miami Beach, Fla, on St. Valentine's Day.
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