Spots Before His Eyes.
We Borough Presidents Must Stick Together.
The Kings County Gestapo.
The Apostle of Poppycock.
Another Recruit.
The Socialist Party in New York.
A Drive on the Rats.
Another Guardian Angel Appears.
"Please Use the Back Door."
Not Out of His Basket!
In a Brooklyn Back Yard.
The Interloper.
Gangster Methods Won't Solve Crimes.
A Blow - Up Coming.
The Troubador Who Became a Bore.
The Last Desperate Snarl of the Tiger.
Even He Must Feel Ashamed of the Executive Director.
So You Don't Think a Clean - Up was Necessary, Eh?
What Unintimidated Witnesses Can Do.
"How About Sayin' Let's Sift it Up to the Very Bottom?"