CHAPTER I

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THE GREAT

TAXICAB ROBBERY

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[Illustration:

RHINELANDER WALDO

Commissioner of Police, New York City

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THE GREAT

TAXICAB ROBBERY

_A True Detective Story_

BY

JAMES H. COLLINS

WRITTEN FROM RECORDS AND PERSONAL ACCOUNTS

OF THE CASE FURNISHED BY THE NEW

YORK POLICE DEPARTMENT

NEW YORK

JOHN LANE COMPANY

MCMXII

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COPYRIGHT, 1912, BY

JOHN LANE COMPANY

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This book has something to say about practical

results of wiser police administration in New

York. It is respectfully dedicated to

HON. WILLIAM J. GAYNOR

MAYOR OF NEW YORK CITY

the official who took the initiative in improving

conditions

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PREFACE

There are several reasons for this little book, but the best of all is

the main reason—that it is a cracking good story, and right out of life.

The characters will be found interesting, and they are real people,

every one of them. The incidents are full of action and color. The plot

has mystery, surprise, interplay of mind and motive—had a novelist

invented it, the reader might declare it improbable. This is the kind of

story that is fundamental—the kind Mr. Chesterton says is so necessary

to plain people that, when writers do not happen to write it, plain

people invent it for themselves in the form of folk-lore.

But apart from the story interest there are other reasons.

When the New York police department had run down all the threads of the

plot, and accounted for most of the characters by locking them up, they

had become so absorbed in the story themselves, as a story, that they

thought the public would enjoy following it from the inside.

While the crime was being dealt with, the police were subjected to

pretty severe criticism. They felt that the facts would make it clear

that they knew their trade and had been working at it diligently.

The story gives an insight into real police methods. These are very

different from the methods of the fiction detective, and also from the

average citizen’s idea of police work. They ought to be better known.

When the public understands that there is nothing secret, tyrannical or

dangerous in good police practice, and that our laws safeguard even the

guilty against abuses, there will be helpful public opinion behind

officers of the law, and we shall have a higher degree of order and

security.

The directing mind in this case was that of Commissioner George

Dougherty, executive head of the detectives of the New York Police

Department. Thousands of clean, ambitious young fellows are constantly

putting on the policeman’s uniform all over the country, and rising to

places as detectives and officials. The manufacturer or merchant may

find himself in the police commissioner’s chair. Even the suburbanite,

with his bundles, may be, out at Lonesomehurst, a member of the village

council, and thus responsible for the supervision of a police force

that, though it be only two patrolmen and a chief, is important in its

place. So in writing the story there has been an effort to show how a

first-rate man like Commissioner Dougherty works. His methods are plain

business methods. Most of his life he has earned his living following

the policeman’s trade as a commercial business. What he did in a case of

this kind, and how, and why, are matters of general interest and

importance.

Finally, the story throws some useful light on criminals. It shows the

cunning of the underworld, and also its limitations. To free the

law-abiding mind of romantic notions about the criminal, and show him as

he is, is highly important in the prevention of crime.

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LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

FACING

PAGE

Rhinelander Waldo, Commissioner of

Police, New York City

_Frontispiece_

George S. Dougherty, Second Deputy 20

Police Commissioner

Edward P. Hughes, Inspector in Command 40

of Detective Bureau, and Dominick G.

Riley, Lieutenant and Aide to

Commissioner Dougherty

Geno Montani, Eddie Kinsman, Gene 60

Splaine, “Scotty the Lamb” and John

Molloy

James Pasquale, Bob Delio, Jess 80

Albrazzo, and Matteo Arbrano

“Scotty” Receives Final Instructions 110

“The Brigands” “Stick-up” the Hold-up 126

Men for Theirs

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THE CAST

GENO MONTANI, a taxicab proprietor.

WILBUR SMITH, an elderly bank teller.

FRANK WARDLE, a seventeen-year-old bank office boy.

EDDIE KINSMAN, alias “Collins,” alias “Eddie the Boob,” a hold-up man.

BILLY KELLER, alias “Dutch,” a hold-up man.

GENE SPLAINE, a hold-up man.

“SCOTTY THE LAMB,” a thieves’ helper, or “stall.”

JOE PHILADELPHIA, alias “The Kid,” a runner for thieves, or “lobbygow.”

JAMES PASQUALE, alias “Jimmy the Push,” keeper of shady resorts known

as “208” and “233.”

BOB DEILIO, partner of “Jimmy the Push.”

JESS ALBRAZZO, a middleman, formerly keeper of the Arch Café, pal of

Montani, “Jimmy the Push” and Bob Deilio.

MATTEO ARBRANO, }

PAULI GONZALES, } The “Three Brigands.”

CHARLES CAVAGNARO, }

“KING DODO,” a Bowery character.

RHINELANDER WALDO, Police Commissioner of New York.

GEORGE S. DOUGHERTY, Second Deputy Police Commissioner, executive head

of detectives.

INSPECTOR EDWARD P. HUGHES, in command of Detective Bureau.

POLICE LIEUTENANT DOMINICK G. RILEY, Aide of Commissioner Dougherty’s

staff.

DETECTIVE SERGT JOHN J. O’CONNELL, Official Stenographer.

THE DETECTIVES on “Plants,” “Trailing,” “Surrounding,” “Arresting,”

etc.:

John P. Barron, Edward Boyle, Frank Campbell, James Dalton, James J.

Finan, John W. Finn, Joseph A. Daly, Daniel W. Clare, John Gaynor,

Anthony Grieco, John P. Griffith, Daniel F. Hallihan, Edward Lennon,

Henry Mugge, Richard Oliver, Gustavus J. Riley, James F. Shevlin,

Joseph Toner, George Trojan, James A. Watson.

“SWEDE ANNIE,” Kinsman’s sweetheart.

MYRTLE HORN, a pal of Annie.

ROSE LEVY, a newcomer in Thompson street, Jess Albrazzo’s girl.

MRS. ISABELLA GOODWIN, a police matron.

MRS. SULLIVAN, keeper of a West Side rooming house.

“JOSIE,” a lady of the Levee district, Chicago.

Detectives, policemen, informants, witnesses, denizens of the

underworld, newspaper reporters, trainmen, ticket sellers, etc.,

etc.

* * * * *

PLACE—Chiefly in New York, with Scenes in Chicago, Albany, Memphis,

Boston and Montreal.

TIME—February and March, 1912.

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The

Great Taxicab Robbery

CHAPTER I

WHAT THE PUBLIC HEARD ABOUT THE CRIME

On Thursday, February 15, 1912, the New York evening papers had a

startling news story.

Between ten and eleven o’clock that morning two messengers were sent in

a taxicab from the East River National Bank, at Broadway and Third

street, to draw $25,000 in currency from the Produce Exchange National

Bank, at Broadway and Beaver street, in the downtown financial district,

and bring it uptown. This transfer of money had been made several times

a week for so long a period without danger or loss that the messengers

were unarmed. One of them, Wilbur F. Smith, was an old man who had been

in the service of the bank thirty-five years, and the other was a mere

boy, named Wardle, seventeen years old. The taxicab man, an Italian

named Geno Montani, seemed almost a trusted employee, too, for he

operated two cabs from a stand near the bank, and was frequently called

upon for such trips.

While the cab was returning uptown through Church street with the money,

five men suddenly closed in upon it. According to the chauffeur’s story,

a sixth man forced him to slacken speed by stumbling in front of the

vehicle. Immediately two men on each side of the cab opened the doors.

Two assailants were boosted in and quickly beat the messengers into

insensibility, while their two helpers ran along on the sidewalk. The

fifth man climbed onto the seat beside the chauffeur, held a revolver to

his ribs, and ordered him to drive fast on peril of his life. This

fellow seemed to be familiar with automobiles, and threatened the driver

when he tried to slacken speed. That is a busy part of the city. Yet

nobody on the sidewalks seemed to notice anything out of the ordinary.

The cab dodged vehicles, going at high speed for several blocks. At Park

Place and Church street, after a trip of eleven blocks, at a busy

corner, the chauffeur was ordered to stop the cab, and the three robbers

got down, carrying the $25,000 in a leather bag, ran quickly to a black

automobile without a license number which was waiting for them, and in a

few moments were gone.

That was the substance of the story.

Information came chiefly from the chauffeur, because the two bank

employees had been attacked so suddenly and viciously that they lost

consciousness in a moment. When the chauffeur looked inside his cab

after the crime, he said, he saw them both lying senseless and bleeding.

They could give no description of the assailants. Eye-witnesses were

found who had seen men loitering in the neighborhood where the cab was

boarded shortly before the crime, but their descriptions were not very

useful.

That night the New York evening papers published accounts of the crime

under great black headlines, and on the following morning every news

item of a criminal nature was grouped in the same part of the papers to

prove that the city had entered one of its sensational “waves of crime.”

And for more than a week the public read criticism and denunciation of

the police force.

It was charged that the police had become “demoralized,” and various

changes of administrative policy introduced into the department within

the past eight months were blindly denounced.

The most important of these changes was that devised by Mayor Gaynor.

Eight or ten years ago, every uniformed policeman in New York carried a

club, and often used it freely in defending himself while making

arrests. Abuses led to the abolition of this means of defense except for

officers patrolling the streets at night. There were still undoubted

abuses, however, and when Mayor Gaynor came into office, bringing

well-thought-out opinions of police administration from his experience

as a magistrate on the bench, he took a determined stand for more humane

methods of making arrests, and strict holding of every policeman to the

letter of the laws. Every case of clubbing was prosecuted, the plain

legal rights of citizens or criminals upheld, and the Police Department

began teaching its men new ways of defending themselves by skillful

holds in wrestling whereby prisoners may be handled effectually and

without doing them harm. Sentiment against the use of the club began to

grow in the Police Department itself, it being recognized that clubbing

was an unskillful means of defense, and that special athletic devices

were more workmanlike.

Now, however, the newspapers published every chance opinion of

discharged, retired and anonymous police officers who objected to the

new regulations. It was alleged that criminals had got out of bounds

because policemen no longer dared club them into good behavior, and the

editors, without paying much attention to the many good points of the

new regulations, or trying to understand the merits of a settled policy

applied to an organization of more than ten thousand men, set up a cry

for the presumably “good old days” of Inspector So-and-So and Chief

This-and-That, when every known criminal was promptly struck over the

head on sight and thereby taught to know his place. If the files of New

York journals for those days following the robbery are examined they

will reveal a curious exhibition of pleading for official lawlessness

and autocracy.

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[Illustration:

GEORGE S. DOUGHERTY

Second Deputy Police Commissioner

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Another point of criticism centered on a new method adopted in the

distribution of the detective force. This comprises more than five

hundred men. For years they were all required to report at Police

Headquarters every day, coming from distant precincts, and had an

opportunity to see whatever professional criminals were under arrest.

Then they went back to different precincts to work. This took too much

time, it was found, and the old-fashioned “line-up” of criminals was

chiefly a spectacle, the same offenders dropping into the hands of the

police with more or less regularity. So detectives were re-distributed

on a plan that attaches a proper number of plain-clothes policemen to

each precinct, according to its needs, and in those precincts the men

live and become acquainted with local criminals. Many of them work in

sections where they were born, and detectives speaking foreign languages

are assigned to foreign quarters.

The newspapers charged that red-tape had brought the Police Department

to such a low state that young detectives had no idea what a real

criminal looked like, and urged the restoration of the old system, with

its picturesque “line-up.”

In the days of Inspector Byrnes, when practically all the banking of the

city was done around Wall Street, the police established a “dead line”

beyond which criminals were supposed not to operate. In its day, the

“dead line” was real enough, undoubtedly. But it was not necessarily an

ideal police measure, and the growth of the city has long made it a mere

memory, living only in newspaper tradition. To-day, banking extends as

far north as Central Park, and millions upon millions of dollars are

being carried about daily by people of every sort. Despite the fact that

the last loss of money from a New York bank through professional

criminals (apart from fraud and forgery) dated back some fifteen or

eighteen years, the newspapers seemed to agree that life and property

were no longer safe in the city because this purely mythical “dead line”

had been disregarded by the robbers.

There was other comment of the same character, and it had an immediate

and grievous effect.

On the day after the robbery a chance remark about a safe in an East

Side bank, coupled with the general excitement, led to a run of its

depositors, chiefly people of foreign birth. The bank was solvent, and

the run was undoubtedly stimulated by gossip started by criminals for

their own ends. But the frightened depositors insisted on drawing out

their money, and exposing themselves to danger of robbery and assault.

The situation was met by careful police co-operation.

About six months before the taxicab robbery, the New York legislature

put into force a measure known as the “Sullivan law,” providing

penalties for the carrying of pistols and concealed weapons. This is

unquestionably a wise measure fundamentally, and one that was badly

needed for police administration and public safety. It is perhaps open

to certain modifications, to be made as actual conditions are

encountered in practical working of the law. Newspaper opinion drew a

connection between this law and the “wave of crime,” and its repeal was

urged, so that every citizen might arm himself as he pleased. Hundreds

of persons who had felt safe in going about their business unarmed now

applied for permits to carry pistols.

Fortunately, a sensation does not last long in New York.

Though the Police Department felt this criticism keenly, and was

hampered by it, pressure began to slacken in about a week. Other

sensations came along. There was nothing to publish about the taxicab

case, as police information was withheld for good official reasons.

Presently the town ventured to joke about the case. At an elaborate

public dinner one night, among other topical effects, a dummy taxicab

suddenly scooted out before the guests, held up a dummy police

commissioner, took his watch, and scooted away again. The diners

laughed, and that was fairly representative of the town, which was now

ready to have its joke about the crime, too. Had there never been any

further action by the police, the case would have quietly dropped out of

sight. But fortunately there was police action, and with that we shall

now deal.

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