Tony Marlow was a bootlegger who lived in mid-town next door to the Harding Hotel. 87-years ago tonight he was standing in front of the hotel smoking a cigarette at 10:30pm apparently waiting for some one.
William White, a real estate salesman, who knew Marlow from
the neighborhood saw him loitering and walked over. “Hello Tony!” White
said offering his hand. As the two men were shaking hands, two more guys
appeared from behind a parked car, one tall and slim and the other
short and stout. Before anyone knew what was what they opened fire
hitting Marlow five times before he had a chance to pull out his own
A beat cop heard the shooting, ran to the scene and started
after the gunmen. After a short chase the killers escaped. Returning to
the Harding Hotel the officer loaded Marlow into a cab and took him to
the hospital where the gangster was questioned about the shooting. When
asked who shot him, Marlow responded in typical gangland fashion, “I’ll
take care of them myself when I get well.” But his slayers needn’t of worried because he died the next the day.