Brads

In Reading, Pa., Jacob Rheinheimer, 77, cobbler, died after an operation in which the surgeon found Jacob Rheinheimer's stomach studded with 200 cobbler's brads.

Scratch

In Manhattan, Victor ("Scratch") Hedman spent his birthday, the first out of jail since 1915, writing letters to his friends, boasting of his release. After dinner he was arrested for forging a check.

Thanks

In Springfield, Mass., Charles Smith, 21, after purchasing five shotgun shells in a sport store, asked to see some shotguns. The clerk showed him one and then went down to the basement. Charles Smith put a shell in the gun, blew his own head off. A note in his pocket said: "Thanks a lot for the gun. I couldn't afford to buy one.''

Wolfe

In Boston, Traffic Police Sergeant John P. M. Wolfe, in the line of duty, had survived being bitten by a cat, a dog, an intoxicated man. He bit his tongue, died of septic poisoning.

Mute

In Kansas City, Norman D. Hunt, deaf mute, was jealous of the attentions which his friend, Louis Coleman, deaf, showed his wife. Suspicious, he went to Louis Coleman and demanded in sign language: "Where were you at noon today?" "None of your business!" Coleman signalled back. Pulling a pistol, Deaf Mute Hunt shot Louis Coleman dead, marched to a police station, pushed a note across the sergeant's desk: "I shot a man on Monroe Street, [signed] Norman D. Hunt."

Match

In Brooklyn, three men in an automobile drew up beside John Vaccaro. "Have you got a match?" they asked. When John Vaccaro said "No," they leaped out, knocked him down, kicked him about the sidewalk, shot him in the hand. An hour later, Samuel Saulkind, waiting for a street car, was asked, "Have you got a match?" "No," he said. Whereat the trio fell upon Samuel Saulkind, kicked him about the sidewalk, fractured his skull. Approaching Frank Thornton on his way home, the three autoists queried, "Have you got a match?" When he replied "No," they belabored him grievously, left him with a fractured skull, both legs broken, dying. Myer Goldberg was similarly questioned. Him the three men jumped, thumped, thwacked and kicked, left with a fractured skull, both legs broken. Neglecting to put the question, they ambushed Patrick Lynch. 62. as he came around a corner, beat him up.

Vague

In Manhattan, his clothes in a bundle tucked under his arm, vague Edward Ruser, 22, walked into a cafeteria nude.

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