The New York Times Book of Crime: More Than 166 Years of Covering the Beat
By Kevin Flynn and Richard Price
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This fascinating book, edited by award-winning New York Times editor Kevin Flynn, captures the breadth of the newspaper’s in-depth coverage of crime for the past 166 years—including heists unsolved for decades, scandalous white-collar crimes, shocking kidnappings, the devastation wrought by serial killers, and the inner workings of organized crime. The 86 articles include:
“Dismay in Whitechapel: Two More Women Found” (October 1, 1888)
“7 Chicago Gangsters Slain by Firing Squad of Rivals, Some in Police Uniforms” (February 15, 1929)
“Speakeasy Census Shows Brisk Trade” –C. G. Poore (April 14, 1929)
“Gandhi Is Killed by a Hindu; India Shaken; World Mourns; 15 Die in Rioting in Bombay” –Robert Trumbull (January 31, 1948)
“Star of India and 8 Other Stolen Gems Returned to City from Miami Locker” –Jack Roth (January 9, 1965)
“.44 Killer Wounds 12th and 13th Victims” –Robert D. McFadden (August 1, 1977)
“2 Students in Colorado School Said to Gun Down as Many as 23 and Kill Themselves in a Siege” –James Brooke (April 21, 1999)
“Tale of 3 Inmates Who Vanished from Alcatraz Remains a Mystery 50 Years Later” –Robert D. McFadden (June 10, 2012)
“Straight from TV to Jail: Durst Is Charged in Killing” –Charles V. Bagli and Vivian Yee (March 16, 2015)
Richard Price
Richard Price is the author of several novels—including Lazarus Man, Clockers, and Lush Life—all of which have won universal praise for their vividly etched portrayals of urban America. He has written for television dramas, including The Night Of, The Deuce, and The Wire, as well as numerous screenplays, including Sea of Love, Ransom, and The Color of Money, directed by Martin Scorsese, for which he received a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Adapted Screenplay. He lives in Manhattan with his wife, the novelist Lorraine Adams.
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- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5This book contains a collection of news stories from the New York Times reporting on the sensational crimes of the past 166 years as they happened. Of course, while all the stories are well-written, some are better than others, and the changes in style over the years are obvious. It is well-illustrated with photos, some of which are quite gruesome. I found it fascinating to read what was written about some of these infamous crimes at the time they happened, without the filter of 100 years of re-telling and editing.
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The New York Times Book of Crime - Kevin Flynn
The New York Times
BOOK OF
CRIME
MORE THAN 166 YEARS OF
COVERING THE BEAT
Edited by KEVIN FLYNN
Foreword by RICHARD PRICE
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CONTENTS
Foreword
Introduction
CHAPTER 1
ASSASSINATIONS
Awful Event: President Lincoln Shot by an Assassin
Heir to Austria’s Throne Is Slain with His Wife by a Bosnian Youth to Avenge Seizure of His Country
Gandhi Is Killed by a Hindu; India Shaken, World Mourns; 15 Die in Rioting in Bombay Robert Trumbull
Kennedy Is Killed by Sniper as He Rides in Car in Dallas; Johnson Sworn in on Plane Tom Wicker
Malcolm X Shot to Death at Rally Here Peter Kihss
Martin Luther King Is Slain in Memphis; A White Is Suspected; Johnson Urges Calm Earl Caldwell
Kennedy Is Dead, Victim of Assassin; Suspect, Arab Immigrant, Arraigned; Johnson Appoints Panel on Violence Gladwin Hill
Sadat Assassinated at Army Parade as Men Amid Ranks Fire into Stands; Vice President Affirms All Treaties
William E. Farrell
Bhutto Is Killed at Rally, and Pakistan Faces Outrage and New Turmoil Salman Masood and Carlotta Gall
CHAPTER 2
HEISTS
Masked Men Rob a Train: The Bold Exploit of a Gang of Missouri Outlaws
Dillinger Defied Capture for Year
Bandits Rob Mail Train Outside London; Record Loss May Exceed $5,000,000 James Feron
Star of India and 8 Other Stolen Gems Returned to City From Miami Locker Jack Roth
The Big Lufthansa Robbery and Its Trail of Murder Leslie Maitland
Boston Thieves Loot a Museum of Masterpieces Fox Butterfield
Willie Sutton, Urbane Scoundrel Peter Duffy
FBI Brings a Fresh Set of Eyes to a ’71 Plane Hijacking Mystery Susan Saulny
Graying Thieves and a Record Heist Undone in London Dan Bilefsky
CHAPTER 3
KIDNAPPINGS
Franks Slayers Get Life Imprisonment; Youth Averts Noose
Lindbergh Baby Kidnapped from Home of Parents on Farm Near Princeton; Taken from His Crib; Wide Search On
Bronfman’s Son Rescued in City After a Payment of $2.3 Million; Money Recovered, 2 Suspects Held Peter Kihss
Miss Hearst Is Convicted on Bank Robbery Charges Wallace Turner
Agony Lingers, 20 Years After the Moro Killing Alessandra Stanley
Captive’s Own Account of 18 Years as a Hostage Jesse McKinley
CHAPTER 4
MASS MURDER
School Dynamiter First Slew Wife
Suspect Seized in Chicago in Slaying of Eight Nurses Austin C. Wehrwein
Terror in Littleton: The Overview; 2 Students in Colorado School Said to Gun Down as Many as 23 and Kill Themselves in a Siege James Brooke
Massacre in Virginia; Drumbeat of Shots, Broken by Pauses to Reload Shaila Dewan
Gunman Kills 12 at Colorado Theater; Scores Are Wounded, Reviving Debate Dan Frosch and Kirk Johnson
Norwegian Mass Killer Gets Maximum Sentence: 21 Years Mark Lewis and Sarah Lyall
Sandy Hook Pupils Were All Shot Multiple Times with a Semiautomatic, Officials Say James Barron
A Hectic Day at Church, and Then a Hellish Visitor Richard Fausset, John Eligon, Jason Horowitz and Frances Robles
Praising Isis, Gunman Attacks Gay Nightclub, Leaving 50 Dead in Worst Shooting on U.S. Soil Lizette Alavarez and Richard Pérez-Peña
CHAPTER 5
THE MOB
7 Chicago Gangsters Slain by Firing Squad of Rivals, Some in Police Uniforms
The Crime Hearings: Television Provides Both a Lively Show and a Notable Public Service Jack Gould
65 Hoodlums Seized in a Raid and Run Out of Upstate Village
Valachi Names 5 as Crime Chiefs in New York Area Emanuel Perlmutter
Galante and 2 Shot to Death in a Brooklyn Restaurant Robert D. McFadden
The Mafia of the 1980s: Divided and Under Siege Robert D. McFadden
John Gotti Dies in Prison at 61; Mafia Boss Relished the Spotlight Selwyn Raab
A Mafia Boss Breaks a Code in Telling All William K. Rashbaum
Long Elusive, Irish Mob Legend Ended Up a California Recluse Adam Nagourney and Abby Goodnough
CHAPTER 6
MURDER
Thaw Murders Stanford White; Shoots Him on the Madison Square Garden Roof
Trial Under Way in Youth’s Killing John N. Popham
Manson, 3 Women Guilty; Prosecution to Ask Death Earl Caldwell
John Lennon of Beatles Is Killed; Suspect Held in Shooting at Dakota Les Ledbetter
Mrs. Harris Found Guilty of Murder and She Is Quickly Removed to Jail James Feron
Not Guilty: The Overview; Jury Clears Simpson in Double Murder; Spellbound Nation Divides on Verdict David Margolick
Colorado Murder Mystery Lingers as Police Press On James Brooke
Kitty, 40 Years Later Jim Rasenberger
Freed by DNA, Now Charged in New Crime Monica Davey
Grisly Murder Case Intrigues Italian University City Ian Fisher
A Trial Ends, but for South Africans, the Debate May Be Just Beginning Sarah Lyall and Alan Cowell
Straight From TV to Jail: Durst Is Charged in Killing Charles V. Bagli and Vivian Yee
CHAPTER 7
PRISON
Showering and Yoking
9 Hostages and 28 Prisoners Die as 1,000 Storm Prison in Attica—Like a War Zone
Fred Ferretti
No Way Out: Dashed Hopes—Serving Life, with No Chance of Redemption Adam Liptak
Tale of 3 Inmates Who Vanished from Alcatraz Maintains Intrigue 50 Years Later Robert D. McFadden
How El Chapo Was Finally Captured, Again Azam Ahmed
Prison Rate Was Rising Years Before 1994 Law Erik Eckholm
CHAPTER 8
SERIAL KILLERS
Dismay in Whitechapel: Two More Murdered Women Found
Holmes Cool to the End
DeSalvo, Confessed Boston Strangler,
Found Stabbed to Death in Prison Cell John Kifner
.44 Killer Wounds 12th and 13th Victims Robert D. McFadden
The Suspect Is Quoted on Killings: It Was a Command … I Had a Sign
Howard Blum
Suspect in Mass Deaths Is Puzzle to All Douglas E. Kneeland
Bundy Is Put to Death in Florida After Admitting Trail of Killings Jon Nordheimer
Jeffrey Dahmer, Multiple Killer, Is Bludgeoned to Death in Prison Don Terry
Retracing a Trail: The Sniper Suspects; Serial Killing’s Squarest Pegs: Not Solo, White, Psychosexual or Picky N. R. Kleinfield and Erica Goode
CHAPTER 9
SEX CRIMES
Polanski Guilty Plea Accepted in Sex Case Grace Lichtenstein
Crimmins Found Guilty of Murder as the Jury Accepts His Confession E. R. Shipp
Darkness Beneath the Glitter: Life of Suspect in Park Slaying Samuel G. Freedman
Lorena Bobbitt Acquitted in Mutilation of Husband David Margolick
A Crime Revisited: The Decision; 13 Years Later, Official Reversal in Jogger Attack Robert D. McFadden and Susan Saulny
Boston Church Papers Released; A Pattern of Negligence Is Cited Pam Belluck
Sandusky Guilty of Sexual Abuse of 10 Young Boys Joe Drape
CHAPTER 10
VICE
Marijuana Smoking Is Reported Safe
Speakeasy Census Shows Brisk Trade C. G. Poore
Kingpin of Crime Syndicate Robert D. McFadden
Head of Medellín Cocaine Cartel Is Killed by Troops in Colombia Robert D. McFadden
Spitzer, Linked to a Sex Ring as a Client, Gives an Apology Danny Hakim and William K. Rashbaum
CHAPTER 11
WHITE COLLAR
Exchange Wizard
Is Paying Claims
Van Doren Pleads Guilty; Is Freed Alfred E. Clark
Milken Gets 10 Years for Wall St. Crimes Kurt Eichenwald
2 Enron Chiefs Are Convicted in Fraud and Conspiracy Trial Alexei Barrionuevo
Madoff Goes to Jail After Guilty Pleas Diana B. Henriques and Jack Healy
Acknowledgments
Contributors
Picture Credits
FOREWORD
By RICHARD PRICE
The pleasures to be had in reading this book are legion.
There’s the consistent quality of the reportage, the rich yet precise presentations of backstory and the overall handsomeness of the prose. There’s the revisiting of historical events unfolding in real time, the ramifications of a singular act often unknown (except to the reader, who feels like a reverse-oracle predicting the past) for weeks, months and even years to come. The early days’ speculations on looming verdicts, the progress of manhunts, the (sometimes empty) vows of law enforcement to bring the perps to heel, the prosecutorial and defense team strategies that will succeed or fail. The unfolding of criminal deeds—the Enron and Madoff trials; the assassinations of Lincoln, of JFK, of Malcolm X; the massacres at Columbine, at Sandy Hook and in Charleston—that still sear the national psyche. The scramble to make immediate sense of fresh events, (Heir to Austria’s Throne Is Slain … by Bosnian Youth
) that will end up reshaping the world map.
I’ve always assumed that the best crime reporting—sports reporting, too—was to be found in the tabloids, but after inhaling the contents of this anthology, which cover more than a century and a half of criminal mayhem as filed with The New York Times, the shingles have fallen from my eyes. Lurid writing can overwhelm lurid deeds. Excitable adjectives, judgmental prose and the egging on of public outrage can often obscure rather than illuminate the facts at the core.
In most of the articles contained herein, the thoroughness of the research combined with the implacableness of the tone, especially when flying in the face of a popular taboo or sentiment of the times, often reads like a fortress of probity.
A 1926 article debunks the era’s hysteria over marijuana by carefully extrapolating the results of an investigation into the physiological and psychological impact of smoking marijuana on a number of subjects, soberly
concluding: The influence of the drug when used for smoking is uncertain and appears to be have been greatly exaggerated…. There is no evidence that [marijuana] is a habit-forming drug in the sense of the term as applied to alcohol, opium, cocaine … or that it has any appreciable deleterious effect on the individuals using it.
I repeat: 1926.
An even earlier investigative piece written in 1852 regards the systematic use of capital punishment as meted out by the guards at Sing Sing prison. The report gathers physicians and physiologists to refute the prison staff’s claims that the punishments (including an hours’-long form of water torture) were carefully monitored, when in fact, due to either unchecked sadism or sheer ignorance regarding the limits of human endurance, they often ended in either death or madness.
Occasionally, the stoniness of the prose can feel chillingly blunt given the subject at hand. The unnamed writer covering the aftermath of Lincoln’s assassination in 1865, reports: The pistol ball entered the back of the president’s head and penetrated nearly through the head. The wound is mortal. The president has been insensible ever since it was inflicted, and is now dying.
At other times, the measured tone and objective formalism of the writing, when set against the grain of an outrage, can powerfully serve to isolate and heighten the darkness of the deed. At first glance, John N. Popham’s atmospheric description of the Sumner, Mississippi, courtroom during jury selection for the trial of Emmett Till’s murderers in 1955 reads like a rough draft of To Kill a Mockingbird; the judge in shirtsleeves, the defendants and rubberneckers free to smoke up a storm, bailiffs passing out cups of ice water to their friends in the sweltering pews, the jarring intimacy between the state-appointed prosecutor and the prospective jurors during voir dire: He seemed to be familiar with everyone’s personal habits and family background, even to the nicknames they had for friends who might be interested in the outcome of the trial.
And last, but not least, the defendants’ children played around the knees of their fathers and occasionally ran up and down the corridors
of the courtroom.
This effortless sketch of southern comfort has become a trope of countless Hollywood legal dramas, from Inherit the Wind to My Cousin Vinny, yet in this soon-to-be-infamous courtroom, the barely mentioned true crime that has brought this assembly together—the torturing and murder of a 14-year-old African American boy for allegedly whistling at a white woman—infuses every folksy detail with an aftertaste of revulsion. On the other hand, Popham’s description of the courthouse hangers-on as several hundred white persons who strongly support a strict pattern of racial segregation
seems, pardon the oxymoron, a feat of excessive understatement.
At the other end of tone spectrum, and maybe the biggest revelation of all, is the discovery that certain crimes—especially those found in the heists and capers chapter—demand a punchier, almost sporty, narrative. Who didn’t root for Willie Sutton? How could you not like a jewel thief named Murph the Surf? The articles can read like a cross between a tense noir thriller and a riff on Jimmy Breslin’s The Gang That Couldn’t Shoot Straight.
In the report on the 1965 recovery (from a bus terminal locker in Miami) of the Star of India diamond (563.35 carats) and eight other eye-popping jewels stolen by the aforementioned Murph and two other part-time beach bums, the Florida paparazzi chasing three NYPD detectives, Assistant District Attorney Maurice Nadjari and a handcuffed perp, Allan Kuhn, seem more villainous than the bad guys, some of them hiding in bushes … carrying walkie-talkies and … pulling ignition wires on cars the authorities had rented so they would not start.
At one point in this Marxian (Groucho, not Karl) game of hide-and-seek, Nadjari, the cops and the arrestee, after having already switched hotels and motels ten or twelve times, jumped 20 feet from a motel window to shake off
the press—a caper within a caper—after which the collared Kuhn said to his captors, I’m glad you fellows aren’t burglars. You’d put me out of business.
In a similar vein, Dan Bilefsky’s 2015 piece, Graying Thieves and a Record Heist Undone in London,
which could have just as easily been entitled One Last Score,
offers up a blow-by-blow recreation of another doomed heist, this one led by a 76-year-old lifetime criminal. As much a character study as a detailed accounting of star-crossed events, it begs to be rewritten as a vehicle for an ensemble of aging hard-guy actors.
But sometimes the melodrama can run as thick as in any news rag, including the account of the 1929 Saint Valentine’s Day Massacre that consolidated Al Capone’s gang rule in Chicago: after two of the killers entered the murder garage dressed as policemen, their stars gleaming against the blue of the cloth.
The seven victims were lined up against a wall. The likely order to give it to them
was followed by the roar of the shotguns mingled with the rat-a-tat of the machine gun, a clatter like that of a gigantic type-writer.
(Love the hyphenated type-writer.
)
However, the same reporter redeems himself when he describes one of the victims in a sleek three-sentence word burst worthy of James M. Cain: The body of Mays, the overall-clad mechanic, had only a few dollars in the pockets. He was the father of seven children. A machine gun bullet had penetrated two medals of St. Christopher.
In another gem of succinctness written 78 years later, Shaila Dewan describes the sound of another deadly barrage, this one slow and steady, resulting in the deaths of 33 Virginia Tech students (including the shooter, who killed himself) and the wounding of 17 more: [the gunshots] went on and on, for what seemed like 10 or 15 or 20 minutes, an eternity with punctuation.
Jumping back from 2007 to the Jean Harris murder trial in 1981, that same tight prose is on display in James Feron’s deft description of the defense table’s reaction to the guilty verdict: Two lawyers at the … table burst into tears, but Mrs. Harris showed no emotion, watching as each juror was polled. ‘I can’t sit in jail,’ she said to one of her attorneys. She then walked forcefully from the courtroom, shrugging off a police matron.
Afterward, She sat in the back of a sheriff’s car, appearing stunned and staring straight ahead. Photographers’ flashbulbs glinted on her headband.
But my favorite example of how novelistically hardcore the writing in The Times can be is in one the most recent filings to be included, Azam Ahmed’s 2016 account of El Chapo’s escape and recapture in Mexico. Here’s the lede ’graph: Stripped to his undershirt and covered in filth, the world’s most notorious drug lord dragged himself out of the sewers and into the middle of traffic. Disoriented from his long trudge underground, with gun-toting marines on his heels, he found himself standing across the street from a Walmart. Joaquín Guzmán Loera, the kingpin known … as El Chapo, would have to improvise. His cavalry was not coming.
Over three centuries, the Gray Lady of journalism has time and again earned her moniker, but as often on display in this volume, when it comes to her crime reporting, she can just as easily come off as a bottle blonde.
Enjoy.
INTRODUCTION
By KEVIN FLYNN
What constitutes a crime has often been a matter of time and place, as the histories of marijuana and gambling make clear. In 1901, The New York Times reported with alarm on the long, deathlike sleep
that marijuana was thought to induce. In 1926, though, the newspaper suggested the still-illicit drug might actually be safe,
a perspective now held by many voters in the seven states that recently legalized its recreational use. The article from 1926 is reprinted in this book, one of the many included here that demonstrate how The Times has worked since 1851 to track the shifting discussion about crime, to study the people who commit it and to analyze the ground from which those criminals grew.
This book is organized into chapters that focus on particular types of crime, and within each chapter the articles unroll chronologically. Some stretch back to depict criminals who went on to eternal fame, such as Jesse James, whose penchant for relieving trains of their valuables in the era after the Civil War made his a household name. Others recount little remembered crimes of the century,
a phrase now weary from overuse. One such report comes from 1906, when the world was transfixed by the strange story of Henry Kendall Thaw, a rich man who murdered Stanford White, a leading American architect, by shooting White to death in public to avenge the honor of his wife, Evelyn Nesbit, America’s first supermodel.
For 166 years, The Times has been a rich resource for novelists, nonfiction writers and filmmakers. Erik Larson, in his brilliant best seller The Devil in the White City, credits many sources, including The Times, for helping him unveil the mysteries of Henry Howard Holmes, a serial killer from a time before the term had even been coined. Holmes, despite a medical degree from the University of Michigan, demonstrated little interest in the healing arts. He chose instead to open the World’s Fair Hotel in Chicago near the fairgrounds of the 1893 World’s Columbian Exposition, advertise for guests and then murder some in rooms he had specially constructed to conceal their screams.
A Times article about him, published on July 26, 1895, began almost jocularly: It is regarded as a rather uneventful day in police circles when the name of H. H. Holmes is not connected with the mysterious disappearance of one or more persons who were last seen in his company.
Holmes, who was born Herman Mudgett and whose death is recounted in these pages, ultimately confessed to more than two dozen murders. In several cases, he had made an extra buck by selling the skeletons of his victims to medical schools.
A Times report from 2005 spurred the filmmakers Laura Ricciardi and Moira Demos to explore the story of Steven Avery, who would become the subject of their Netflix documentary, Making a Murderer. The precipitating article by Monica Davey, reprinted in this book, recounts how Avery, a Wisconsin man just freed from prison after serving 18 years for a rape he did not commit—a person who had become the poster child for wrongful prosecution—became implicated in the murder of another young woman. Avery would end up being convicted, but the documentary challenged the investigation, the prosecution and the verdict of his case. More than 500,000 people have signed a petition seeking a presidential pardon for Avery, though that is impossible since Avery was tried in a state, not a federal, court. He still remains in prison, though efforts to free him continue.
The Times has long shown admirable restraint in depicting the most squalid of criminal settings, but crime reporting has always appealed to the voyeur in all of us. Readers are stirred by their visceral response to the possibility that, but for fate, they too might have suffered. For all our genuine repulsion at violence, crime, it seems, makes rubberneckers of us all.
And reading about it is, unquestionably, a guilty pleasure.
Simply put, we are compelled to understand why serial killers do such horrible things to (generally) complete strangers,
Scott Bonn, a professor of criminology at Drew University, wrote in a 2011 article on the blog Criminology on the Streets. Such understanding does not come easy, though. Spend some time in chapter 8 reading about John Wayne Gacy and see if you think you could have detected that this seemingly community-spirited man who served as a Democratic precinct captain, shook hands with a president’s wife and entertained children as Pogo the Clown was capable of murdering nearly three dozen young men and boys.
It’s not enough for crime reporters to just examine individual atrocities and predators. The best of them have always tried to take a deeper look for underlying explanations, but the answers they arrive at are not always uniformly embraced. What sent crime plummeting in the 1990s: effective policing, or the waning of what had been epidemic use of crack cocaine? But still, crime reporting does provide some basis upon which to shape public policy. Governments, after all, are often judged by their ability to control crime and the attending fear, social disorder and economic decline it fosters. However systemic the root causes, unabated crime is a trapdoor for any elected leader. Several of the articles included here, primarily in the chapter on prison, undertake that broader analysis, whether the review is about rising incarceration rates or the surprising attraction of capital punishment to some inmates facing a lifetime behind bars.
The constraints of space, though, prevented us from delving into perhaps the most complicated of crime topics: policing. I worked as the police bureau chief for The Times in New York City between 1998 and 2002, a time, if it’s possible to imagine, when the debate over how law enforcement conceived and performed its mission was even more contentious than it is today. New York enjoyed record-setting declines in crime in those years, which sparked the economy and created the calm of an earlier era on the streets. Some New York Police Department enforcement strategies, most notably Compstat—the use of data to map crime and distribute resources—were widely applauded and copied. Others, such as stop-and-frisk—the practice of confronting someone based on the suspicion they were carrying a concealed weapon—were criticized as excessive. And a series of police missteps and abuses—the torture of Abner Louima, the reckless shooting of Amadou Diallo, to name but two—tarnished the department’s success, sowed mistrust in minority neighborhoods and foreshadowed the sort of police-community tensions so prevalent today. In New York, the debate over these issues was muted by the events of 9/11, but it was not resolved. So today, not unlike the issue of gun control, the matter of proper policing—what works, what doesn’t and at what cost—remains a matter of robust disagreement. It is simply too complicated and important a topic to be dealt with in a single chapter of this book.
Similarly excluded are the topics of terrorism and political corruption, again for the reason that each is worthy of a more extended discussion. The rest of our selections could similarly be matters of debate. Susan Beachy, the researcher for this book, and I spent many hours reading through Times articles to pick material that was both consequential and well written, but one could fill five more books with the articles we passed on: Bernie Goetz, the subway vigilante. The kidnapping of Elizabeth Smart. The mob assassination of Paul Castellano outside a popular New York City steakhouse. The murders that inspired Truman Capote to author In Cold Blood. Even the articles we did pick sometimes had to be condensed for space.
In our reading we encountered articles by many of the great reporters who have covered crime for The Times like Gay Talese and David Halberstam, both of whom did time at New York City police headquarters in the press room known as the Shack. Tossed from headquarters in 1875, the cop reporters for several newspapers ended up occupying a tenement across the street, thus the nickname. The journalists were let back into headquarters years later, though the press room in the building continued to be called the Shack, a fitting name for the congested rabbit’s warren of offices I once occupied. (I’m told the offices have since moved across the floor without gaining any space or losing any of their grimy charm.)
Crime reporting at The Times has, in more recent days, been graced by the participation of fine successors to the Taleses and the Halberstams, such as Robert McFadden, Selwyn Raab, Al Baker, William Rashbaum and Michael Wilson, some of whose work you’ll find within these pages. The focus of these journalists was largely pointed toward crime that affected New York and its surroundings, but the breadth of Times resources is particularly evident in dispatches you will see filed from far afield:. From the city in Italy where a young student, Amanda Knox, was charged with murder. From a parade route in Egypt where Anwar Sadat was gunned down. From the killing fields in Norway where a mass murderer made clear that xenophobia was an international concern. Their work in these and other settings can never heal the injured or mitigate the grief. But it does help to address the questions that any society must confront if it wants to thrive: How can we stop the people who do bad things? And how can we be sure, when we punish them, that we have gotten it right?
The funeral of President John F. Kennedy at Arlington National Cemetery, November 25, 1963. First Lady Jacqueline Kennedy and U.S. Attorney General Robert F. Kennedy are in the center foreground; President Lyndon B. Johnson is in the back row, left.
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CHAPTER 1
ASSASSINATIONS
From Dallas, Texas, the flash, apparently official, President Kennedy died at 1 p.m. central standard time, 2 o’clock eastern standard time, some 38 minutes ago.
—CBS News anchor Walter Cronkite reporting the death of John F. Kennedy on November 22, 1963
They often stop time, or seem to. Where were you when …? Many people can remember where they were when they learned that John F. Kennedy or Martin Luther King Jr. had been shot. The killing of a leader is never just a murder, and the aftermath is never just about finding the assassin. It’s about the death of an idea or the damage to a movement or, in some cases, the stirrings of war. The Times measured all of that as it reported on some of the most stunning acts of violence that the world has seen.
AWFUL EVENT:
PRESIDENT LINCOLN SHOT BY AN ASSASSIN
This evening at about 9:30 p.m. at Ford’s Theatre, the president, while sitting in his private box with Mrs. Lincoln, Mr. Harris, and Major Rathburn, was shot by an assassin, who suddenly entered the box and appeared behind the president.
The assassin then leaped upon the stage, brandishing a large dagger or knife, and made his escape in the rear of the theatre.
The pistol ball entered the back of the president’s head and penetrated nearly through the head. The wound is mortal. The president has been insensible ever since it was inflicted, and is now dying.
About the same hour an assassin, whether the same or not, entered [Secretary of State] Mr. Seward’s apartments, and under the pretense of having a prescription, was shown to the secretary’s sick chamber. The assassin rushed to the bed, and inflicted stabs on the throat and the face. It is hoped the wounds may not be mortal.
The nurse alarmed Mr. Frederick Seward, who was in an adjoining room, and hastened to the door of his father’s room, when he met the assassin, who inflicted upon him one or more dangerous wounds. The recovery of Frederick Seward is doubtful.
It is not probable that the president will live throughout the night.
At a cabinet meeting at which Gen. Grant was present, the prospect of a speedy peace was discussed. The president was cheerful and hopeful, and spoke kindly of Gen. Lee and others of the Confederacy.
All the members of the cabinet except Mr. Seward are now in attendance upon the president.
I have seen Mr. Seward, but he and Frederick were both unconscious.
—Edwin M. Stanton,
Secretary of War
Detail of the Occurrence
Washington, Friday, April 14, 12:30 a.m.—The president was shot in a theatre tonight, and is perhaps mortally wounded. Secretary of State Seward was also assassinated.
President Lincoln and wife, with other friends, this evening visited Ford’s Theatre for the purpose of witnessing the performance of the American Cousin.
The theatre was densely crowded, and everybody seemed delighted with the scene before them. During the third act, a sharp report of a pistol was heard, which suggested nothing serious until a man rushed to the front of the president’s box, waving a long dagger, and exclaiming Sic semper tyrannis,
and leaped from the box, which was in the second tier, to the opposite side, making his escape from the rear of the theatre, and mounting a horse, fled.
The screams of Mrs. Lincoln first disclosed to the audience that the president had been shot, when all present rose to their feet, rushing toward the stage, many exclaiming, Hang him! Hang him!
The excitement was of the wildest possible description, and of course there was an abrupt termination of the theatrical performance.
President Lincoln’s box at Ford’s Theatre, April 1865.
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There was a rush toward the president’s box, when cries were heard: Stand back and give him air.
Has any one stimulants?
On a hasty examination, it was found that the president had been shot through the head, above and back of the temporal bone, and that some of the brain was oozing out. He was removed to a private house opposite the theatre, and the surgeon-general of the army and other surgeons were sent for.
On an examination of the private box blood was discovered on the back of the rocking chair on which the president had been sitting, also on the partition and on the floor. A single-barreled pocket pistol was found on the carpet.
A military guard was placed in front of the private residence to which the president had been conveyed. An immense crowd was in front, all deeply anxious to learn the condition of the president. It had been previously announced that the wound was mortal but all hoped otherwise.
The president was totally insensible, and breathing slowly. Blood oozed from the wound at the back of his head. The surgeons exhausted every effort, but all hope was gone. The parting of his family with the dying president is too sad for description.
At midnight, the cabinet, with Messrs. Sumner, Colfax and Farnsworth, Judge Curtis, Gov. Oglesby, Gen. Meigs, Col. Hay, and a few personal friends, with Surgeon-General Barnes and his immediate assistants, were around his bedside.
The president and Mrs. Lincoln had not started for the theatre until 15 minutes after 8 o’clock. Speaker Colfax was at the White House at the time, and the president stated to him that he was going, although Mrs. Lincoln had not been well, because the papers had announced that Gen. Grant and they were to be present, and, as Gen. Grant had gone north, he did not wish the audience to be disappointed.
He went with apparent reluctance and urged Mr. Colfax to go with him; but that gentleman had made other engagements, and with Mr. Ashman, of Massachusetts, bid him good-bye.
When the excitement at the theater was at its wildest height, reports circulated that Secretary Seward had also been assassinated.
On reaching this gentleman’s residence a crowd and a military guard were found at the door, and on entering it was ascertained that the reports were true.
Everybody there was so excited that scarcely an intelligible word could be gathered, but the facts are substantially as follows:
About 10 o’clock a man rang the bell, and the call having been answered by a colored servant, he said he had come from Dr. Verdi, Secretary Seward’s family physician, with a prescription, at the same time holding in his hand a small piece of paper, and saying in answer to a refusal that he must see the secretary. The man struck the servant on the head with a billy,
severely injuring the skull and felling him almost senseless. The assassin then rushed into the chamber and attacked Major Seward, paymaster of the United States army, and Mr. Hansell, a messenger of the State Department and two male nurses. Disabling them all, he then rushed upon the secretary, who was lying in bed in the same room, and inflicted three stabs in the neck, but severing, it is hoped, no arteries, though he bled profusely.
The assassin then rushed downstairs, mounted his horse, and rode off before an alarm could be sounded, and in the same manner as the assassin of the president.
It is believed that the injuries of the secretary are not fatal, nor those of either of the others, although the secretary and the assistant secretary are seriously injured.
Secretaries Stanton and Welles, and other officers of the government, called at Secretary Seward’s home and there heard of the assassination of the president.
They then proceeded to the house where he was lying, exhibiting of course intense anxiety and solicitude. An immense crowd was gathered in front of the president’s house, and a guard was also stationed there, many persons evidently supposing he would be brought to his home.
The entire city tonight presents a scene of wild excitement, accompanied by violent expressions of indignation, and the profoundest sorrow; many shed tears. The military authorities have dispatched mounted patrols in every direction, to arrest the assassins. The whole metropolitan police are vigilant for the same purpose.
War Department reward poster, April 20, 1865.
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The attacks both at the theatre and at Secretary Seward’s house, took place at about the same hour—10 o’clock—showing a preconcerted plan to assassinate those gentlemen. Some evidences of the guilt of the party who attacked the president are in the possession of the police.
—April 15, 1865
NOTE: The assassin, John Wilkes Booth, an actor and Confederate sympathizer, fled to Maryland where he was found 12 days later hiding in a barn. He was shot and killed by Boston Corbett, a Union soldier. Eight other suspected accomplices to the assassination were rounded up and put on trial before a military tribunal. All were convicted and four were hanged, including Mary Surratt, the first woman to be executed by the U.S. government.
HEIR TO AUSTRIA’S THRONE IS SLAIN WITH HIS WIFE BY A BOSNIAN YOUTH TO AVENGE SEIZURE OF HIS COUNTRY
A rchduke Francis Ferdinand, heir to the throne of Austria-Hungary, and his wife, the Duchess of Hohenberg, were shot and killed by a Bosnian student here in Sarajevo. The fatal shooting was the second attempt upon the lives of the couple during the day, and is believed to have been the result of a political conspiracy.
This morning, as Archduke Francis Ferdinand and the duchess were driving to a reception at the town hall, a bomb was thrown at their motorcar. The archduke pushed it off with his arm.
The bomb did not explode until after the archduke’s car had passed on, and the occupants of the next car, Count von Boos-Waldeck and Col. Morizzi, the archduke’s aide de camp, were slightly injured. Among the spectators, six persons were hurt.
The author of the attempt at assassination was a compositor named Gabrinovics, who comes from Trebinje.
After the attempt upon his life the archduke ordered his car to halt, and after he found out what had happened he drove to the town hall, where the town councilors, with the mayor at their head, awaited him. The mayor was about to begin his address of welcome when the archduke interrupted him angrily, saying:
Herr burgermeister, it is perfectly outrageous! We have come to Sarajevo on a visit and have had a bomb thrown at us.
The archduke paused and then said: Now you may go on.
Thereupon the mayor delivered his address and the archduke made a suitable reply.
The public by this time had heard of the bomb attempt, and burst into the hall with loud cries of Zivio!
the Slav word for hurrah.
After going around the town hall, the archduke started for the garrison hospital to visit Col. Morizzi, who had been taken there after the outrage.
As the archduke reached the corner of Rudolf Street two pistol shots were fired by an individual who called himself Gavrilo Princip. The first shot struck the duchess in the abdomen, while the second hit the archduke in the neck and pierced the jugular vein. The duchess became unconscious immediately and fell across the knees of her husband. The archduke also lost consciousness.
New York Times front page, June 29, 1914.
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The motorcar in which they were seated drove straight to the Konak, where an army surgeon rendered first aid, but in vain. Neither the archduke nor the duchess gave any sign of life, and the head of the hospital could only certify they were dead.
The authors of both attacks upon the archduke are Bosnians. Gabrinovics is a compositor, and worked briefly in the government printing works at Belgrade. He returned to Sarajevo a Servian chauvinist, and made no concealment of his sympathies with the king of Servia. Both he and the actual murderer of the archduke and the duchess expressed themselves to the police in the most cynical fashion about their crimes.
—June 29, 1914
NOTE: The assassination helped trigger World War I. The assassin, 19-year-old Gavrilo Princip, a Yugoslav nationalist who opposed Austro-Hungarian rule, died in prison in 1918.
GANDHI IS KILLED BY A HINDU; INDIA SHAKEN, WORLD MOURNS; 15 DIE IN RIOTING IN BOMBAY
By ROBERT TRUMBULL
Mohandas K. Gandhi was killed by an assassin’s bullet today. The assassin was a Hindu who fired three shots from a pistol at a range of three feet.
The 78-year-old Gandhi, the one person who held discordant elements together and kept some sort of unity in this turbulent land, was shot down at 5:15 p.m. as he was proceeding through the Biria House gardens to the pergola from which he was to deliver his daily prayer meeting message.
The assassin was immediately seized. He later identified himself as Nathuram Vinayak Godse, 36, a Hindu of the Mahratta tribes in Poona. This has been a center of resistance to Gandhi’s ideology.
Mr. Gandhi died 25 minutes later. His death left all India stunned and bewildered as to the direction that this newly independent nation would take without its Mahatma
(Great Teacher).
The loss of Mr. Gandhi brings this country of 300,000,000 abruptly to a crossroads. Mingled with the sadness in New Delhi tonight was an undercurrent of fear and uncertainty, for now the strongest influence for peace in India that this generation has known is gone.
Riots quickly swept Bombay when news of Mr. Gandhi’s death was received. The Associated Press reported that 15 persons were killed and more than 50 injured.
Appeal Made by Nehru
Prime Minister Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru, in a voice choked with emotion, appealed in a radio address tonight for a sane approach to the future. He asked that India’s path be turned away from violence in memory of the great peacemaker who had departed.
Mr. Gandhi’s body will be cremated in the orthodox Hindu fashion, according to his expressed wishes. His body will be carried from his New Delhi residence on a simple wooden cot covered with a sheet at 11:30 tomorrow morning. The funeral procession will wind through every principal street of the two cities of New and Old Delhi and reach the burning ghats on the bank of the sacred Jumna River at 4 p.m. There the remains of the greatest Indian since Gautama Buddha will be wrapped in a sheet, laid on a pyre of wood and burned. His ashes will be scattered on the Jumna’s waters, eventually to mingle with the Ganges where the two holy rivers meet at the temple city of Allahabad.
These simple ceremonies were announced tonight by Pandit Nehru in respect to Mr. Gandhi’s wishes. India will see the last of Mr. Gandhi as it saw him when he lived—as a humble and unassuming Hindu.
News Spreads Quickly
News of the assassination of Mr. Gandhi—only a few days after he had finished a five-day fast to bring about communal friendship—spread quickly through New Delhi. Immediately there was spontaneous movement of thousands to Biria House, home of G. D. Biria, the millionaire industrialist, where Mr. Gandhi and his six secretaries had been guests since he came to New Delhi in the midst of the disturbances in India’s capital.
While walking through the gardens to this evening’s prayer meeting Mr. Gandhi had just reached the top of a short flight of brick steps, his slender brown arms around the shoulders of his granddaughters, Manu, 17, and