¶ Still in Athens, last week Samuel Insull, fugitive from justice, gave up cigarets for cigars, swore off coffee. He told the police that he had heard of a kidnap plot being hatched against him in Chicago. Thereafter a carload of fat Athenian police on the lookout for "Chicago gangsters" trailed him. And always close behind him walked swart, stout Peter Vanech of Stamford, Conn., swinging a big stick, scowling ferociously. Wary of Greeks bearing gifts, Samuel Insull shook himself free of a crowd of hangers-on, hired an interpreter. He made numerous visits...
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