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Self-deported from the U.S. in order to beat a federal perjury rap, New Jersey Mobster Joe Adonis was greeted as a local boy who made good by admiring townfolk of Montemarano in southern Italy. In honor of "Don Giuseppe, the miliondrio Americano," a great big hero's welcome blared from the steps of the town hall, where the town fathers, a brass band and Montemarano's two carabinièri, got up in three-cornered hats and fulldress swallowtails, assembled for the banner day. Deeply touched, Milionário Adonis later reportedly choked out wet-eyed promises...
...earned a reputation as a 100-proof character, in the softhearted, hard-drinking Front Page tradition, who could also turn out a neat story. When "Machine Gun" Jack McGurn was killed in a South Side shooting match, Lahey wrote a sympathetic obituary in which he mentioned that the mobster had a weakness for golf and had bragged of qualifying for an Open tournament. At the end came the dash of bitters. "Jack was killed last night," wrote Lahey. "He died in the low Eighties," i.e., on the lower South Side...
Carmine De Sapio's professed disassociation with the mobster elements around Tammany came as no surprise; that TIME should print it was a surprise. Of course, if De Sapio is on the level, then TIME did the public a service with its cover story...
...named Bill Hill, 52, King of the Bookies. Hill learned the business as a bookies' runner, set himself up in business while still a teenager. He went broke once, before he got enough capital to withstand the heavy losses on the days the bettors "beat the books." No mobster or furtive tout, Bill now has his own Hill House, a palatial office building in London's bustling Piccadilly Circus. As the 1955-56 professional football got under way he looked to another busy year of booking bets. He expects to handle $16,-800,000 in soccer bets...
...fast, offbeat little yarn about a magazine reporter who is handed a money belt with $5,000 and told to sink into the New York City underworld in order to write an exposé. Both the underworld and the police promptly mistake Reporter Dan Lewis for a mobster from Kansas City. After taking a brutal beating, he is put to bed by a brunette bit of fluff who soon climbs in with him. Dan becomes a bodyguard for a gambling czar, kills a man, takes over a bookie ring of his own. He all but forgets about reporting...