Murder or something like it was the prelude. When Chief of Police Orville O. F. Aderholt fell before a blaze of shotguns, his body riddled, his life oozing, Gastonia, N. C. howled for his killer's
PROSECUTOR CARPENTER "I'm a Sunday-school man," blood (TIME, June 17). When the defense succeeded in moving the trial of the 16 defendants—young union textile workers including six Communists from the North —from hysterical Gastonia to calmer Charlotte, the mob subsided. Radical Labor, muttering that here was another Sacco-Vanzetti case, had less to say. Melodrama was the introduction....
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