Ah, the carefree life of a gambler. All you need is a suitcase and a trunk and in the case of Chicago gambler Harry Teuber, eyes in the back of the head would have come in handy. For it was eighty-three years ago today that Harry was seated at a table in a barbershop getting a manicure. While a young lady polished his digits another, named Annette, who polished other parts of Harry, waited in a barber's chair.
Through the back door of the barber shop crept a man with gun and a
grudge, or, possibly just orders from above to remove Harry from
Chicago's underworld. The gunman slunk through the rear of the shop, stuck his
pistol through a partition and fired four shots into Harry's noggin. Slump
went Harry across the table. The manicurist jumped up horrified,
Harry's girlfriend jumped up and skedaddled. The gunman escaped out the
Harry's wife, who wasn't named Annette, identified him at the morgue. Police found the apartment he
shared with his other significant other, the aforementioned Annette, and there they learned that her father worked at an upscale gambling joint called the 225 Club. The owner of which went the way
of Harry the previous month. That seemed to be enough for the cops to
chalk the murder up to "gamblers feud".
03 November 2016
Luck was no lady to Harry
Posted by Patrick Downey at 9:54 AM No comments:
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Author of: On The Spot: Gangland Murders in Prohibition New York City 1930-1933, Hollywood on the Spot: Crimes Against the Early Movie Stars, Legs Diamond: Gangster. Gangster City: The History of the New York Underworld 1900-1935. Notorious New Yorkers: Two Gun Crowley. Notorious New Yorkers: The Bobbed Haired Bandit. Notorious New Yorkers: Vivian Gordon.
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