When eight men were burned to death in a cheap West Side Chicago hotel last April 6, firemen and a coroner's jury said it was an unfortunate accident. But around the city room of the Hearst Herald & Examiner, reporters told each other there was something funny about that fire.* When they had nothing more pressing to do, they hung around the neighborhood, asked questions. Last week the Herex, which has hung many a ring-around-the-rosy scoop on its dignified morning competitor, the Tribune, blazed forth with exclusive "confessions" from two poolroom loungers,...
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