Around dingy Manhattan street corners, saloons, flophouses, charity employment agencies one September day last year went the word: "Bergoff is hiring." The toughs and bums who heard it promptly made their way to a shabby office on Columbus Circle where they were given jobs at $5 per day, told to "go out in the park until tomorrow morning." Each day the rest of that week the growing army got the same order. Then they were told to report to the Pennsylvania Station.
That night some 1,000 big, shabby, tough-muscled, fearless "gorillas" tramped...
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