"It Don't Mean Nothing,Honey"
A dyer, a law clerk, an architect, a theatrical manager and eight other average citizens, sitting as a Federal jury in Manhattan last week, found Jack ("Legs") Diamond, New York's pasty-face, shot-riddled gangster guilty of conspiracy to violate the Prohibition law, and of operating a still. For four days they had listened to witnesses detail Diamond's beer-running activities in the Catskills. The verdict was Diamond's first major conviction in a career of 25 arrests for everything from petty larcency to murder.
His bravado gone, Gangster Diamond faced a...
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