Show BROADWAY AND MAIN STREET professional n V blind blindman man ploys plays gag to the very W finish by BILLY ROSE last night in a mood for malt and malarkey malark cy 1 stopped stop in to chin with sammy fuchs proprietor of the Bowery follies and honorary nicor mayor of that unwashed neek neck of the manhattan woods what s new and gruesome in your baldwick ball wick I 1 asked mine host nothing much sald said sammy except that faker kennedy died last week and left eft his eyes to a bartender down the block come again I 1 said Acco according to sammy taft faker wasa wa a profess professional fonal blind man who nna had even been raining a un tin cup on the bowery for or astling ache as ho could remember in spite ol 01 0 his calling however it was a standing joke around tho the flophouses that the cane could shoot oaf a bugs ear at a hundred paces wo we used to io kid K kennedy enedy about out his hl blindness s a I 1 d sammy Sarn rny but he h e 1 never let on it wo was anace an i actie if it was an act i and wo we were ne never sura because no one ever saw the old coot without his smoked glasses down at gar auly rosa lose gabis bar where the tha faker used to hang out oui biter after hours i sammy continued the proprietor had bad a kind of running gag at the bums expense when you die he used to say wilt will me your eyes mine are get tin pretty tired from lookin at the sawdust rn ill leave cato em to ya gargan 1 was the fakers bakers stock stoc kanei answer and they 11 come in handy if ya ever eve want to play n marbles arbles 1 a thava about how the talk went until ono one night not long ago when a couple of stick up men walked into bargans Gar gans and lined the customers up against the th pallall wal lall allex except the tha faker who budge from his usual place at the end of the bar Aft after erthe the punks had cleaned out the register and what little was in the customers pockets one of them walked up to 16 the Fak erand jabbed agun a gunin gun n his ribs you tak denniss irons from a 4 blind man would ya yo kennedy dont donl simma that mit pennies slut 1 said tin thug hug TOM guys bufi sway go a roll os on ya the faker made out as it he was tumbling fumbling in his pockets and then suddenly mada a grab for the gun yanked if away from the hood and bopped boppel him ov over erthe tho head with it then using the body as a sort of shield he hea pointed therun the gun at the other punk dunk drop yer pistol he said or ill shoot the cigar autta yer mouth well it so happened the thug did have a cigar in his mouth and when he ha heard the blind mans on the button refe reference to io it he got panicky and dropped his bis gun A dozen guys jumped him film land and a few min utes later ho he and his bis pal were in the precinct house bouse after that of course overy everybody bod y I 1 on the bowery was sure the he faker was vas a take fake but he never owned up they godme got me all wrong he once told me the stick up guy was an italian stogie and ya yaw C can an smell them things a block away and 1 ij guessed it was in his bis mouth by themay that way he talked 1 A couple ej 0 torch ago 1 santy bowl on poker ken nody sot goi and sh jay day iseler to his lady body wm was carted off 11 to io collors Pol lors field a showed up la its goggons Gor gons ms awl with a past pan F of ef g fyer att sounds tike like iho old man was telling the truth after all I 1 said nobody is convinced coneway one way br or the other said ifie tha mayor of cf the bowery maybe mayba theeres the eyes came out of the fabera fakirs head and then again maybe he picked them up in a hock shop you know you never can tell about these thesa cuckoo she might have wanted to play the gag out to tho M i |