The Omaha guide. (Omaha, Neb.) 1927-19??, October 08, 1932, ILLUSTRATED FEATURE SECTION, Page 2, Image 8

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    “THE CLEAN-UP”
A \ oung tvangelist Uses Gangster Methods to Clean Up Harlem Cabarets
Evangelist Fred Harris is Doomed, So the
.Underworld Says. They Fix the Night to
Kdinap Him when He Leaves His Meeting.
Linda will be Taken Along too, According
to the Plans. Will they Succeed? Read
this Week’s Installment
By NICK LEWIS
WHAT HAS HAPPENED:
Linda Allen, singer in Ace Hinds's caba
ret, the Tom-Tom Club, falls in love with
Pred Harris, a young evangelist from her
home town, who is carrying on a cam
paign from his gospel tent to rid Har'.em
of its gangsters and racketeers. Visiting
the Tom-Tom to see Linda, Fred Is shot
at, but the wounds are not fatal.
Linda quits the Ace to work with Fred
and A1 Collins, her partner, goes with her.
The movement gains such headway that
Harlem's gangster chiefs hold a meeting
and decide that Fred is due to be taken
for a ride.
Now go on with the story:
CHAP’j’ER II
The following evening Fred con
ducted his Gospel Tent meeting as
usual, Linda and A1 Collins adding
attractiveness t < his program with
their Southern t mgs. The c owd
had grown enormously; the huge
tent was packed to overflowing long
before the sched " i time of the
meeting. Every type of Harlem so-j
r'ety was represented here, from the
ultra-smart of £ucar Hill to the
ragged unemployed of Tx ox Ave
nue. There * 'ere grocers t ankers,
musicians, ‘ists, office workers,
bums. -_nd all joined in the long
round of applaus> which greeted
Fred's'words.
"We’ll fight these gangsters to the
last ditch,” he rried cut from his
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makeshift pulpit in he front of the
tent. “Weil put them out of busi
ness if it takes our lives!’’
Far back in the tent, hud "ed to
gether in a sinister little group,
four me sat listening Four men
who represented the real power, the
real goverr.mt .t of Har’un.
Ace Hinds smiled blandly at his
three companions. The program
was drawi: . to a close. “Come on,’’
lu suggested, “let’s get O’t of here.
It’s getting hot.” Th-1 four arose
slowly and filed down the aisle to
the exit. Outside, they climbed in
to a high-powered black touring
car.
A man in c ixfeur’s cap and
gloves came to the side of t: e car
ar.d salut I briefly. The Ace leaned
over -i gave him ’ !s orders.
“You fellows go around to the side
exit and park there until all this
shouting’s over. About ten min
utes -ft r this thing en ’ Fred
comes out that do:r with Linda
Allen, that sv.eet, browi.-skin girl
that used i sing ever at my place.
You hustle ’em both into your car
and meet us just outside of Jersey
City. ?' ju can do an: hing you
want with the guy; he’s due for a
rubbing ou, -nyway. But watch
out for the moll; she belongs to
me, see?”
“O.K., chief.”
The Ace settled bad: and the big
car swirled away from the gospel
tent, taking the elevated read down
town. A second car pulled out of
the long line of parked automobiles
and threaded its way slowly to the
side of the big tent, where it parked
in the semi-darkness. Thre' men
got out casually and lit cigarettes.
“Remem'jer, he’ll be with the girl,”
the one in uniform said. ‘‘Don’t
give him a chance to make a
squawk, and be sure you get the
girl while you’re gettin’.”
The meeting ended a few minutes
later and the crowd drifted home
ward. .Still three men hung about
the side exit, waiting patiently,
smoking.
Then with appalling suddenness
they sprang into action, sweeping
down the man and the girl who ap
peared ■ t th exit. Lin a Allen
fought and clawed at her assail
ant, but could r.ot free herself from
the grip which he had upon her
arm. Her co mpanion, she saw, was
being forced swiftly !nto a sleek,
black limousine by t 70 other men.
She tried to scream, but a heavy
hand cV ed over her mouth. Then
with sudden fury she wrenched
loose and ran toward the tent flap,
screaming, but once again she was
caught, ’ragged back toward the
car.
Then suddenly something hap
pened. There was a sickening thud
and the vise-like grip about her
arm relaxed. She broke loose as
her would-be captor dropped cow
ering to the grour.i.
There was a .hot from the sleek,
black limousine, then another
Both went wild. Someone grabbed
Linda and pulled her inside the gos
pel tent where she would be safer,
Her assailant, she could see, was
making for the bi„ car now. As
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Two men sat in a high-powered touring car waiting.
soon as he was upon its running
board - sped away.
She turned in the darkness and
murmured “Thanks, Fred. You
saved my life.”
The yc. -v, evangelist said, “But
Linda, do you realize what hap
pened? Those were gangsters. They
were arter mo. "tiey figured I’d
walk out of this exit with you just
about this time like I always do. It
was just lucky for me that A1 was
with you tonight instead of myself.
But what're they doing to Al? Are
tl 7 taking him for a ride, think
ing he’s me? Linda, we’ve got to
do something ? •
* * •
CHAPTER VIII
Just outside of Jersey City a black
limousine drew up beside another
and almost identical machine, one
which 1 ad been parked there for
r rrhaps ' If an hour.
“Didja get the lousy bum?” the
Ace’s voice rasped . -—ss the space
between the two cars.
"Yeah, we got him, all right,”
came the reply. “But the moll got
away. Screamed, and somebody
started a fighv. Monkey here got
clunked over the head trying to get
her into the car, so we iad to leave
her and beat it. ’
“I told you to get the girl, too,
didn’t I?” the Ace’s voice grew
strident. “Will you carry rut my
orders or v on’t you?”... He started
to get out of the car. Rod John
son pulled him back. “Don't start
no row,” he cautioned. “We got the
guy; what more do you want?”
“Oh, all right.” The Ace was
not easily placated. “Dump the dirty
bum in here; we’ll tak care of
him ourselves.”
The two men in the rear of the
second limousine emerged, dragging
a man, heavily tied and gagged, be-!
twc i them. Th,y tossed him,
struggling, 'nto the parked car. The
Ace handeu one of them a bill and
they 1oft quickly.
“There’s some nice marshlands
between hex- and Rahway,” Rod
Johnson said sarcastically. “Maybe
we could put our young hero to bed
out there in the or • , un-'er the
stars."
“How is he, tied all right?” Big
Joe Wilson wanted to lx ' w.
Rod reached o . an.' turned on
tve ligh.. The Ace gasp,. I breath
lessly : s the man’s figure was re
vealed to him.
“What’s a matter?” ":d asked.
"Why, it ain’t Fred .iairis at all!
It’s A1 '”ollii.s! Oh, those punks!
...” He let loose a lo-’g st.-ing of
oaths.
The Rod anc' _Si_, Joe were plain
ly disgruntle,’. “Now we got the
whole thine to do over again,” Big
Joe moaned. “Wei', you can leave
me ou' it.”
“Whats a matter, you turning
yellow?” the Ace snapped.
“I got some sense,” E g Joe
growled. “I got sense enough to
1 now whsr things get too hot for
comfort V/hat’s happened tonight
didn’t do any good and it’s gon
na get the whole of Harlem stirred
up against us. And wha'.’re we
gonna do with this punk?” He
kicked A1 Collins contemptuously in
the ribs.
“I’ll tend to him myself,” the Ace
said. “And tomorr .v/ night we’ll
get that fool evangelist. We'll shoot J
up his whole camp meeting if we
have to, but well get him some
way. And we’ll get that girl, too.
[’ll see to ‘h myself.”
The long limousine turned in a
t- ceful a and sped back toward
New York City, stopping only when
it had rec.cl.ed the tie entrance
of the Tom-Tom Club, the Ace’s
headquarters far uptown. /I Col
lins, still bound, v.as carried into
the Ace’s private c1 ce. As the
three gangster chiefs tossed him
onto the floor consciousness slowly
L.gan to return to his benumbed
brain.
He writhed and twisted in the
ropes that held him, but in vain.
He groaned and relaxed. Perhaps
he could outwit his captors in some
way. Or perhap he could strike
sc o sort of a bargain with the Ace.
They had been pals for many years
before their fight over Linda. And
now that she was definitely lost to
them both, so far as love was con
cerned. ...
The four gangster chiefs gazed
down upon him contemptuously.
"He’s still out,” Rod Johnson said.
“Too bal we did — get the girl
instead of him,” the Ace moaned.
“This guy ain’t doin’ us a bit of
good here.”
“We’ll get ’em both tomorrow
night,” Scar Short put in. “And
there won't be no playing this time |
Y e’ll all be there in person, and
we'll all be ready for whatever de
cides to happen.. There’ll be no
hired bum this time to gum up the
works.”
r>ut tuiiiuxiv/v. iiigiiL... .Dig
wavered. “Say, ain't that a little
bit too soon, after what happened
last night? Hadn’t we ought to let
things cool off a bit first?”
”Say,” Rod growled, “you quit
worrying s.bout what gonna hap
pen. These —*- .rs are smart;
they figure that we surely wouldn't
try the same thing twice in succes
sion like this. That's where we’ll'
fool ’err ”
"Maybe you right,” . B'; Joe
growled.
“What’ll we do with this guy?”
the Ace wanted to know. "Let fcki
go?”
‘Not ntil after we've grabbed off
this evangelist. You take care of
hit-, he’s your friend. Just don’t
give him a chance to blab.”
“I’ll take care of him all right,”
the Ace said. “Now about tomorrow
night—is that all settled?”
“Yep,” Rod said.' “We’ll all meet
h re at ten-thirty We’ll do : job
ourselves. Scar, yoi bring along
some quicklime; we want this guy
to disappear completely—hear?”
“O.K.,” muttered the numbers
king.
Five minutes later the party had
broken up.
* « *
CHAPTER IX
The following morning Linda AK
len received u letter, a brief note
scrawled on a torn crap of paper.
She read it quickly
“Honey: they got me locked up
here in the Ace’s office, but don’t
worry, the. ain’t killed me yet. Just
tell Fred to look out sharp tonight.
T'*-- re after him for sure this time.
I’m slipping this out ly Nick, the
waiter, wno’ still my pal. r fed
me last night in spite of the Ace’e
orders, so I’m feeling OJt. now.”
It ./as signed simply “Al.”
Enclosed was another torn hair
sheet. "Nic’: got his,” this oryptie
message read, “and so will your
very good fricad 1 If you don’t
come over to the Tom-Tom and pay
me a little visit right away.” This
was signed “Ace.”
The envelope was postmarked at
7 a.m. Al had evidently /ritte his
note in the middle of the night and
r .jped it to Nick, one of the Ace’s
chief lieutenants. Nick had evi
dently been caught; had "gotten
his.” Then the Ace had read the
letter, added the postscript of his
own to it, and mailed it to her.
Linda kne./ the Ace’s cruel meth
ods of torture. She knew his dia
bolical schemes fore ensnaring those
whom he desired into his trap. She
knew that if she went to his office
in the Tom-Tom she would place
herself i_. his power. The chances
that the Ace would double-cross
her by refusing to release Al were
great. Yet she could not stand the
thought of anyone, even Al, being
tortured for her sake. She decided
to step directly intr the trap which
she knew the Ace had set '*r her,
and then ti trusf to H1'1'
* * ,
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