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ters” Foley. John “Dingbat” Oberta, origin- ally indicted along with papa Joe had man- aged to prove an alibi and he was not tried. So busy was “Little Hymie” with lawyers and witnesses and jurors these days that neither he nor any of his henchmen knew that in the ancient old stone house just north of his flower shop two swarthy-complexioned men had engaged a room from whose cur- tained window they could observe al} that took place in the street below them. Neither did “Little Hymie’ know that, around the corner at No. 1 West Superior street another front room had been engaged, also by a swarthy-complexioned young man whose only luggage was a beautiful golf bag. From behind the curtain of this front room this lonely “golfer” could lock squarely upon the rear entrance of the flower shop. The dis- tance on a golf course would have been only a short chip shot with a spade mashie. “Little Hymie’s” time had come. It was October 11, 1926, just twenty-two months since his beloved pal, Dion O'Banion had died there among the flowers. Big Joe Saltis and eel-like Lefty Koncil last saw their friend and ally late in the afternoon after a long and tedious day spent trying to select a jury. “Little Hymie” held a whispered conference with Saltis and then, shaking hands, left the courtroom in company with W. W. O’Brien, the Saltis attorney. With them were two of Hymie’s men, Patrick Murray and Sam Pellar. Benjamin Jacobs, an investigator for the attorney also climbed into the big motor car out- side the county building. Pellar, who drove the car, parked it on Superior Street, just south of the cathedral. The four men tumbled out and started towards the flower shop. They had taken only “SUPERIO 7 “Reed” Daugherty in repose on a wlisb in the county morgue. Re" * Pd a few steps when the quietness of the street was suddenly destroyed by the harsh and deadly rattle of a machine gun. “Little Hymie’s” twenty-two months of vengeance came to an end before he knew what was happening, for the men behind that curtain at 742 North State street had projected their fire at him, and the first bullet went straight into his heart. “Little Hymie” fell face downward in the gutter without uttering a word. Pat Murray also died on the pavement a few steps in front of his chief, but the other three escaped although O’Brien was terribly wounded. In agony he climbed the stairs of a nearby building and collapsed in a doctor's office. Pellar and Jaccbs were also wounded. Thirty-eight shells had been fired, and those bullets which did not find lodgment in human bones and fiegh, flattened out against the old lime- stone corner of Holy Name Cathedral. The impact was a0 terrific that a large hole in the inscription crumbled away, destroying the sense of the famous Biblical inscription, and to this day people who never heard of Dion O’Banion or “Little Hymie” often pause before the facade of Holy Name Cathedral and wonder why the corner-stone reads thus: . . . every Annee should . . heaven and on earth, The two men in the old stone structure at 742 North State street escaped in the turmoil their fire caused; and go did the “golfer” around the corner at No. 1 Superior. He left behind him his golf bag. The janitor could find no golf clubs, but he found a long automatic shot-gun. - Ww uw a4 STATE ST The killing of “Little Hymie” Woelss, Gaugland’s most perfect execution. (1) “Little Mymie” as he appeared when « dientanant of Edan OO manion. aFutszan? cf Sisen VS Sanon. (2) Leoking North on State treat, with white lines showing Line of machine enn fire the rooming house which Killed “Zittle Hymie” and bis chauffeur as they and three other men alighted from an antomobile oud started walking towarise Weiss's headquarters in the William F. Schofield Flower Shop (3). Fhotograph in the lower left corner (4) shows the corner stones of the Holy Mame Cathedral after it wae hit by scme of the prilets which Taiseed ‘Weiss. (5) Tair of the Eliers. (81)