Word: holley
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Said a judge in Crown Point: "This case is beginning to smell." The resignation of Sheriff Lillian Holley, from whose jail Dillinger escaped, was demanded by the county board which threatened to appeal to Governor McNutt if she refused. Democrats throughout Indiana feared that the public reaction to Dillinger's escape would cost their party a fat wad of votes in the next election. Ridicule, most dangerous of all political weapons, was already at work. A Captain of the State Police received a book entitled How to Be a Detective...
...shoot my way out," sneered Desperado John Dillinger when after his ignominious capture in Tucson, Ariz., he was brought back to Indiana and locked up in Crown Point's jail to be tried for murder (TIME, Feb. 5). Sheriff Lillian Holley, mistress of Crown Point's escape-proof jail, also made a promise: "I know he's a bad baby and a jailbreaker but I can handle him." The sheriff meant to keep her promise, but Dillinger's promise was a shrewd piece of bluff. For weeks he sat in his cell doing nothing but whittle...
...jail garage. They could not start the two cars there. Dillinger tore out ignition wires. Once over an eight foot wall, with Blunk between them, Dillinger and Youngblood made their way to a garage whose owner was foreman of the Grand Jury which indicted Dillinger. There stood Sheriff Lillian Holley's new Ford V8 sedan, equipped with red headlights, a siren, a short-wave radio set and decorated with the sheriff's badge. With Blunk at the wheel, and another hostage, the two fugitives set off across country...
...Sheriff Holley distractedly cried to badgering newshawks: "If I ever see John Dillinger, I'll shoot him dead with my own pistol. This is too ridiculous to talk about." Meantime three of Dillinger's confederates, arrested with him at Tucson and waiting in jail at Lima, Ohio, heard of his escape, speedily dressed in their best clothes so as to be ready when he came to deliver them...
Motoring to lecture at Cornell College (Mount Vernon, la.) Dr. Arthur Holley Compton, co-winner of the Nobel prize in physics for 1927 (cosmic rays), skidded on the wet pavement of the Lincoln Highway, crashed into another car, demolished his own, escaped serious injury. Hospitalized were his two companions of last summer's cosmic ray junket to the Andes (TIME, March 28): his wife, with cuts about the body and head, a nail through her left hand, and their son Arthur Alan, with a lacerated scalp...