Word: courtroom
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...YORK A Bookie in Command In a crowded Brooklyn courtroom one day last week, all the principals seemed to be playing the wrong roles. The judge was ranting, the hard-boiled D.A. was sobbing and a bookie was looking down his nose at both of them. This miscast scene was the unexpected end of New York's biggest police-graft trial since...
...sneering bookie was a little man named Harry Gross. The trail that led him to this courtroom fiasco went back ten years to a spot on Brooklyn's Church Avenue. Gross, then a rookie bookie, was furtively taking a bet off a customer when a plainclothes policeman came up. "You're a sucker for cheating this way," said the cop. Cheating, Gross found, meant breaking the law without paying off the cops. He stopped cheating, and by 1950 was the "Mr. G." of Brooklyn gambling, operating 35 places with 400 employees, handling $20 million a year, handing...
Last week the 35-year-old bookie, perfumed and wearing an expensive suit, was led into the courtroom as the star witness against the police he had bribed. When the time came to really tie the defendants to graft, the flabby dandy shook his pomaded head and said: "I won't answer any more questions...
Something Soft in the Cellar. Novelist Bory, an inveterate courtroom spectator, discovered Sylvie soon after the war,when she was haled into court for stealing from her sister-in-law's Paris apartment seven dresses, six blouses, a kilo of sugar, a rabbit-fur vest, 10.000 francs and the stuffed head of a Pyrenean lizard. The judges sentenced her to three months in prison. Novelist Bory then & there determined to make Sylvie the heroine of his next book. The novel Fragile, or the Basket of Eggs* became a bestseller...
...fell dead, another lay mortally wounded, a third was stretched on the floor seriously hurt, while a fourth bullet snapped a waistcoat button off a key witness. Spectators dived under benches and hid behind chairs as Boris scattered 20 more shots about the courtroom. When both guns were empty, he paused for a moment to reload. He fired two more shots. Then the touchy fellow aimed a third at his own temple and pulled the trigger...