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...Colosimo was shot dead in his Chicago restaurant. Some accused Torrio, others Capone. At any rate Torrio quickly stepped into the dead man's shoes, kept Capone as his right-hand man. When Dion O'Banion's North Side gang hijacked too much of their beer in 1924; O'Banion was neatly drilled in his Chicago flower shop. Torrio attended the $50,000 funeral with Capone, looked at his dead foe, murmured disconsolately: "Poor Dion." But the floral wreath he sent was dumped in an ashcan, and Torrio fled to Hot Springs, Ark., to New Orleans...
...crib, or romped beside a private pool. There the visitor could read about Wallace Beery's 4-year-old Carol Ann, Gloria Swanson's Joseph, Harold Lloyd's Peggy, Constance Bennett's Peter, Morton & Barbara Bennett Downey's Michael, Barbara Stanwyck's Dion, Fredric March's 3-year-old Jacqueline, 1-year-old Anthony...
...first visit in nine years was stately Maxine Elliott (Jessie Dermot), 62, once famed as the most beauteous U. S. actress. Trained by Dion Boucicault, one of the numerous wives and leading ladies of Comedian Nat Good win, she became a star in 1903. When Ethel Barrymore met her in 1903, she exclaimed: "The Venus de Milo - with arms!" Maxine Elliott toured the U. S.. Australia, and England, won the favor of Britain's merry monarch Edward VII. A shrewd business woman who multiplied her earnings, she abruptly left the stage in 1920, eleven years after building Manhattan...
...Niobe sat and sulked by the edge of the pool because Dion had gone away into the mountains and would not return until Autumn. At first she had sobbed and threw herself on the ground and pulled out tufts of grass angrily. Then a beautiful blue butterfly had alighted on a thistle and she had watched it absorbed. For a moment a catapillar's struggle with an ant amused her. Bending over the pool, Niobe combed out her long black hair and admired her small tan shoulders. She had even twisted a garland of lacy white flowers which...
...even in the grass. From the mountains great waves of heat rolled and collided in the valleys, and the whole plain was shimmering hot and droway with the metallic whirr of crickets. Insensate she merged with the life all around her, and slept remembering her parents and the day Dion had come to take her away, and the dances around the coremonial fires and the eating and drinking. Endless dreamy days they had lived together by the side of the pool that mirrored the rising purple peaks and the changing sky. Three days ago a strange silent man had come...