Word: saloon
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...principal courtroom prosecutor. He put more than a hundred "bucket shops" out of business and thereby learned the shady side of the brokerage business. He sent State Superintendent of Banks Frank Warder to Sing Sing for taking bribes in the City Trust Co. scandal. He convicted Anti-Saloon Leaguer William H. Anderson of forgery. He prosecuted bail bond racketeers, crooked milk inspectors, big-time thugs-with 80% convictions. He was in charge of the District Attorney's office in 1923 when Anna Marie ("Dot King") Keenan, Broadway "sweetie," was murdered. For days he withheld from the Press the name...
...turned out. had been negotiating a $49,500 income tax lien with Sherwood through the latter's attorney but did not know where Sherwood was. Would Collector Duggan "play ball" with the American? He would. A rendezvous with Sherwood and his lawyers was arranged in a Hoboken saloon, where Sherwood was safe from a New York contempt-of-court citation (and $50,000 fine). Next morning the American burst out with the neatest, most spectacular scoop that Manhattan had seen in a long time...
From the oldtime saloon and penitentiary came many an oldtime evangelist-converted drunks and burglars who could denounce sin after knowing it firsthand. But the most modern and thorough| going sinners are organized. From gangland has yet to come a reformed Capone to make converts as efficiently as he used to machine-gun rival racketeers. Nearest thing to an ex-gangster evangelist is the well-fed, twinkling tub-thumper who was billed last week at a church in a down-at-heel section of Brooklyn as Lou Hill. "Former Hijacker, Gambler, Confidence Man," a Chicago hoodlum turned holy. High point...
...from 262 sources. Naturally cowthumping is more prevalent in rural districts than in urban centres. Yet sophisticated residents of Danbury, Conn. might be surprised to hear that a Danbury woman said: "They started to have one for us, but my husband went out and sent them off to the saloon." In Newport, N. H.: "I went to one or two when I was a kid. Now they rice 'em up and confetti 'em up." In Hartland, Conn.: " 'Member when we serenaded. Drinked up three gallon...
...membership in London's Middlesex Golf Club. Last week he retired to his summer home at Chestertown, N. Y. in the Adirondacks. He wears tweedy clothes, habitually mumbles his speech around the stem of a well-caked briar pipe. At Blake's, the Herald Tribune saloon where he lunches with staff mates, he prefers Scotch whiskey. Late at night he is sometimes known to burst into song-always English ballads. A son, Arthur Gibb, attends Cambridge. A daughter. Dorothy Frances, is at Skidmore College...