Roomers in the tenement at No. 328 Henry Street, on Manhattan's lower East Side, were bothered a lot by Walter Ferguson, 45, an unemployed handy man who lived on the third floor. He had religious fits. He shouted a lot, preached the doctrines of Father Coughlin. The only person who could quiet him was Elizabeth ("Lizzie") Schneider, 55, a midget who lived on the fourth floor.
Last week little Lizzie went down to Ferguson's room to reprove him again. "Walter," she piped, outside his door. "Be quiet! Stop making that noise!"
Sam Fox, an insurance collector, was coming down the stairs....
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