SECTION THE NEW YORK HERALD TWELVE SEVEN A\ A G A Z I N E and BOORS PAGES » cuv ...." assise* ZS NEW YORK, SUNDAY, APRIL 24, 1921. ,," '-v 'mawiwiMw^^ -»JMKmwtza CHASING RUM-RUNNERS ON THE BORDER Thrilling Battles Dav and Night With Smugglers How whiskey is smuggled into the United States as seen by a
. each New York Herald man: . . "Came the booze carriers, weighed down with forty cases of whiskey. . . . And well back, the customs car thundering in the alcoholic wake with men precari¬ ously hanging on the running board, pistols ready. . .
Vast Stores in Canada Firsthand Story ot How Await Transport Eighteenth Amend¬ Into New York and the ment Is Flouted by good talking to about noise and permitted The trap was sot and we lay beside ruins of The Sheriff had a to go. Mary Reilly's. Other Boundary Professional Rut then there was of In Winchester. The others had pistols. Bootleg¬ plenty liquor Alex¬ the States. We didn't need !<> ask Canada Suppose Walter Johnson or Grover States.Even Wom¬ for You could your favorite ander decided t<> heave bricks at your head gers and Vast Stream whiskey. buy that brand in your favorite place at little more and each brick, currying everything en Have Entered the than your favorite price. The Eighteenth either gentleman could put on It. grazed of Pours ears! The writer hereof thought of Liquor Amendment was nothing but an amendment your Illicit Trade find had nothing to do with a man's liquor. just that when those rum-runners passed Across Border road. There were enough we drank all that and us on the Mary Reilly "Hunnin" into the Naturally tliut train. And those three hootch?" "DUM-running from Canada finding our thirst unquenched struck out three cars In "Hunnln' Wilson. "If across the to their cur¬ hootch?" roared United States, especially for more. So nowadays when liquor comes cars* were loaded tops. They Arrow New York State line, has made the were you say a I'leroe with forty-two Eigh¬ across the border it conies in automobile ried no lights. Their horn* howling teenth Amendment a joke to thousands of fork was cases of Scotch aboard is hootch you're trains, three, four and five huge touring like dissolute banshees. The left citizens otherwise perfectly lawabiding. blocked, but those alcoholic Valkyrie had right. They can't redeem their car to-night The smugglers are so bold in cars roaring down from Montreal night and and we're turnln' them over to the women whiskey no Intention of that left fork. They their extensive operations that conditions day. forty, fifty, sixty miles an hohr. They taking folks to make Comfortable 'til rounded the turn to the right before the xnornin'." are unparalleled. To ascertain the actual come down a hundred yards between cars. It must lie here that the Cana¬ a official car had time to get under explained facts and present to its readers pen pic¬ Ix»ft to themselves they take to and keep other dian law differs from the American in that ture THE NEW YORK HERALD sent It was just as well. Hud the right the side roads, eschewing the larger towns. way. the captured booze car is not confiscated one of its staff men to the border. He fork been blocked by a car there would Rut bedevilled by customs men, Volsteaders the the owner or was out both day and¦ night with officials have been chaos. Tlve leading booze car by Government, provided and and sheriffs, they hang to the hardest and driver can in the United States and Canada, the the turn without slackening and thereof produce instantly the a smoothest roads, the shortest routes, and took 'iny facts he presents furnish thrilling story at miles an monetary value of the car. The capturing teldom seen in actual news reporting. may Ood protect the tourist. It used to be it passed Mary Reiily's forty hour. customs man assesses the value, and if the Possibly the only like smuggling inci¬ that they travelled at night.stealthily, can the at once he in be the "tioinl God!" screamed SkM as he saw capthe produce money dents history might brandy fearfully. Now they travel when they get or is to car. across the Channel Oldfleld's driving she permitted retain the But smuggling English 11 earful, be It noon or midnight. the turn made. "Barney early in the nineteenth century or the that." the booze Is confiscated. On this side of war the line is confiscated.the car. cotton blockade runners of civil the Booze Cars A better man than Eddie Rlckenbacker everything Watching the booze and the driver.provided, of days. Roar Malone must have been driving the second car. for By W. A. DAVENPORT. Through the boy at the wheel of that juggernaut de¬ course, the outfit is captured. The scout car lends tlie way, its horn "That's a new one.girls hootch . BETWFJEX Fort Covington. X. V.. and cided to run for It. Tie gave his car every driving roaring and its exhaust pipe working like could muster and she hur¬ ain't it?" demanded Maury I.ee, the Syra¬ the collection of wheel thing he fairly desperate a machine gun. Through the main street dled the bowlder that made the turn in the cuse reporter, who had come on in the nits that connects indee ami St. of Malone the pilot roadster flew. The road dangerous. third car. Agnes, Quebec, runs the Mary Reilly road. street had cleared. The startled citizenry And the third car followed suit! Wilson Gives Them a Thrill had taken to the sidewalks much as folks It is entirely proper lo refer to the Mary There were fewer than ten feet between On the Salmon River Road used to take to the cyclone cellars out Kan- them. The Sheriff's Winchester began "Comparatively," replied Wilson. "Prac¬ Reilly road as running. Speed and vigor was Mis way by instinct. The roadster cracking. The customs men's automatics tically everything's old nowadays." its chief characteristics. It cuts a sec¬ are making fifty mile** anyway, having slowed joined in the refrain. If any one or those We were getting under way again, for it tion of the border country .so barren that, up a trifle for traffic's sake. Rehlnd Iter, cars was hit we didn't discover it. was about I o'clock and we wanted to take on like after a taking it from the natives themselves, mi¬ hanging hounds rabbit, up tactical positions on Bare Hill before gratory crows have learned to carry a lunch came the booze carriers a I'lerce Arrow, Pursuit of Rum Cars daybreak. when compelled to traverse It. »i Packard and a Cadillac.each weighted Futile as Chasing Bullets "Say." yelled Wilson, "If you Journalists its once tri- with cases of and It comes by Its name from down forty whiskey gin, We followed them, of course. We might don't mind a bit of a thrill and can take into 'ijaphsnt goddess who now has passed and maybe a little champagne. Sixty-six just as well have tried following the hul the gaff If it's handed to you you're wel¬ house. on each set of wheels hiaiory.Mary Reilly, whose road hundred pounds lets. We reached Fort Covington to find come to hit the trail with us over on this at an Msected by the Canadian-United States travelling south and west fifty miles the village deserted save for Aaron Scat- side some night soon." boundary line, was almost everything ex¬ hour through the centre of a law abiding tergood. who lives somewhere »P the Sal¬ We took to the Salmon River road ami foundations of well far cept a church. Only the village! And back, in file rear, mon Ttiver and has some sort of a watch¬ struck off over Rare Hill on one of the remain. The customs car in the alcoholic M«ry Reill.v's place simply the thundering ARMED GUARD AT THE BORDER. manlike Job that keeps him out all night. twenty narrow paths that wind through one An ambitions on the Mew up night. young wake with men precariously hanging "Did I see 'em?" sneered Aaron. "What the scrub pine and skinny spruces. They literary man will one day write the history runnlnc hoard, pistols ready to open fire the hell to do think I am.deaf? Blind? earth to a finish fight for the championship. fenr nnd the farmer together, consigning you used to be farm paths and cow lanes, these i>f Mary Keilly's and thereby make himself when the open country is reached -provided I'nless turned turtle or hit some¬ And there wo did some tlietn to the rear seat of the captured car. they've roads over Bare Hill. Now they are good and famous. The chapter he devotes to the last rhe bandits haven't run out of gun range. telephoning. through Massena "A niinuie from now," observed the "Not so bad," commented the customs thing they're passing by hard from motor '-ar travel heavy motor night of Mary Keilly's will make him. Three Rut that's digressing too far. Resides. now, and Massena ain't moved an Inch since Sheriff, booze rnnner on the oilier man. "Thirty-five cases of Scotch In the cars filled with bottled depth bomh« mad«* murders before midnight was too much. It's somewhat misleading. Most of the "every when It was miles down side of the line will know we're out. Noth¬ ciir and -