The Harlem section of New York, usually so peaceful and law-abiding, received a severe jolt. About 4 :30 o'clock in the morning when "Bill" Brennan, ex-pugilist and proprietor of the Club Tia Juana Cabaret, was eating a good-night meal with his sister (stage name Shirley Sherman) and with his old friend, James Cullen, a State trooper, a man stepped into the cabaret, tapped Brennan on the shoulder, said : "Bill, can I see you a minute?" Brennan, knowing many, but known to many more, did not recognize the man, but, excusing himself from...
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