Michael Malloy and the Murder Trust

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    In the 1930’s New York, during the dark days of Prohibition, there was insurance fraud, bungling murderers and a mostly immortal victim whose fame, ironically, will live on long after his killers met their end.

    Michael Malloy was an Irishman from County Donegal. He’d emigrated from the Emerald Isle to the US, settling in New York City like so many sons of Erin. In better times he’d been a firefighter, but by the early 1930’s the better times were a distant memory and he was homeless drunk. The nearest Mike got to a home was whichever bar he fell asleep on. Mike spent a few years going from place to place, running up prodigious bar tabs as he went and moving on to the next bar and credit account as soon as his last booze emporium banned him for not paying his bill.

    Thus it was that Mike stumbled into a back-streets speakeasy called Marino’s in 1933, looking for his next drink and doing odd jobs around the place in return for booze, food and a room. Unfortunately for Mike, he’d just stumbled into the headquarters of the ‘Murder Trust’. A group of friends who became infamous for multiple murders, insurance fraud and their increasingly desperate attempts to add Mike to their list of victims.

    The ‘Murder Trust’ had a fairly simple concept. They’d find a victim, the kind of person that nobody was likely to miss much and whose death was unlikely to arouse either surprise or suspicion. Then they insured their victim, paid the premiums, and killed them in ways that looked accidental. That is if you didn’t look too closely. When all was done they simply divided up the profits.

    Speakeasy owner Tony Marino was the gang’s leader. Joseph ‘Red’ Murphy was a former chemist and now a bartender at Marino’s. Francis Pasqua, conveniently for the gang, was an undertaker. Harry Green drove a taxicab and Daniel Kreisberg was a fruit vendor. Between them the ‘Murder Trust’ possessed most of the skills needed to make serial murder look like a series of typical illnesses and accidents which is useful when you want to profit from large numbers of killings without being caught. Courtesy of ‘Iron Mike’ the ‘Murder Trust’ finally were caught. Choosing Mike Malloy was their first mistake. Their increasingly desperate and more convoluted efforts to get rid of him was their second and would prove to be a fatal mistake for most of the gang’s members.

    On paper, Mike Malloy looked like the perfect victim. He was a semi-homeless alcoholic with a gigantic drink problem who was virtually alone in the world. It seemed making Mike's death look perfectly normal and pocketing the proceeds would not be too difficult. The gang were wrong on both counts.

    First they tried giving him endless supplies of free alcohol. Prohibition being prohibition and bathtub hooch being the standard fare in speakeasies, it looked to be a simple matter to let Malloy drink himself to death. Once the fraudulent insurance policy, listing Malloy as being 15 years younger than he really was and in perfect health, had been arranged the murder plot could begin. Unfortunately for Marino and his pals Malloy proved infinitely more durable than anybody would have expected.
    After a few weeks Malloy was still turning up daily, running up a gigantic tab and drinking Marino’s dry. What he didn’t seem to be doing was dying or even looking any more sick than usual. With his stocks being rapidly decimated by his intended victim and no sign his co-operating by dying of liver cirrhosis and/or alcohol poisoning, Plan B became an option. Anti-freeze. Malloy might not have been dying from excessive booze, but he was befuddled enough not to know exactly what he was drinking. Anti-freeze being another form of alcohol, it wasn’t too hard to persuade him that it was simply some new booze. Day after day the gang scanned local newspapers looking for a report of Malloy’s recent death. Day after day at opening time, Malloy showed up none the worse for being slowly pickled and asking for a drink.
    With the failure of bathtub booze the gang turned to neat turpentine. Lots of neat turpentine, as much neat turpentine as Malloy could stomach and as it turned out, would be far more than medical science would normally consider lethal. ‘Iron Mike’ responded to turps just as he did to bathtub hooch. He got blasted. So every day he’d show up at opening time asking for more of what he’d had the day before.

    With anti-freeze and turpentine not working the gang turned to horse liniment. Undiluted horse liniment had no more effect on Mike than bathtub booze. Even spicing up the previously undiluted anti-freeze with rat poison had no effect. It didn’t seem to matter what they slipped into his glass all day. Mike Malloy proved to have the constitution of a Sherman tank even before Sherman tanks actually existed. Consulting one of Tony Marino’s other delightful acquaintance, a hitman named Anthony ‘Tough Tony’ Bastone, Bastone advised them to keep it simple and just murder Mike. Marino refused, believing that the insurance would be much harder to collect if Malloy was obviously murdered. So back to the drawing board for the ‘Murder Trust.’
    Their next bright idea was raw oysters soaked in wood alcohol. Marino and Pasqua had heard of people dying from healthy oysters in drinkable alcohol and decided bad oysters in undrinkable alcohol would finally solve the increasingly frustrating case of ‘The Man Who Wouldn’t Die.’ Yet again they were wrong.
     
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    This is the room we're Mike finally died

    Mike turned up at the bar, drank nearly a dozen shots of horse liniment then ate an entire plate of bad oysters soaked in wood alcohol. He went on and downed another dozen or so shots, staggering out at closing time to what the gang believed (and probably prayed) would be his death bed. At opening time the next day, Marino opened up as usual and there was Mike, in search of free booze and another plate of juiced-up oysters.

    Time for Plan C, it seemed. Exploring another avenue in making murder look natural, and somewhat scrapping the barrel for different ways to achieve a seemingly quite straightforward objective, they started feeding Mike free sandwiches. Sardine sandwiches. Sardine sandwiches made with rotten sardines and liberally garnished with an enticing mixture of horse liniment, rat poison, carpet tacks and even metal shaving. Couple a single one of these sandwiches with a glass of anti-freeze or liniment on a daily basis and most people would be dead. As for Mike, he was back, every day at opening time, delighted with his seemingly inexhaustible supply of free food and booze.

    Things were getting desperate for the Trust. Not only was Mike drinking the bar dry daily, he was now eating Marino out of house and home. All the while giving no sign at all of an imminent and profitable death. Consulting with ‘Tough Tony’ again and again being advised to just murder Mike, Marino finally began to consider a less subtle and hopefully more effective methods.


    Seeing that Mike clearly had a cast-iron digestive system the gang turned to trying to freeze him to death. In the winter of 1933 they got him stewed, even by Mike’s standards, stripped off his clothes, drenched him with water and left lying in a snowdrift to freeze to death. The next day Mike showed up with a slight head cold in search of free food and booze. Tough Tony’s advice to simply kill him in any way available was now looking like their best option. The gang’s resident cab driver agreed to kill Mike in an unfortunate case of hit-and-run. Being run over by a cab wasn't rare and was unlikely to cause much comment or suspicion, so the gang got Mike smashed on anti-freeze and fed him more of their toxic buffet before letting him stagger a distance from Marino’s speakeasy where he was promptly mown down by a cab that didn’t stop. The gang heard nothing about Mike for the next three weeks. Nothing. He didn’t turn up at the bar, and his death wasn’t announced either. As the days ticked by without a report of Mike’s actually being dead, the gang began to think their worst nightmare was about to become a reality. It was.

    Around a month after his unfortunate road accident, the gang were hanging out at Marino’s when there was a loud knocking at the door. It was Mike Malloy. Again. Still alive, albeit having been seriously hurt, and after a few weeks of sobriety in the party mood once more. The gang must have stared in disbelief as Mike walked in and started where he’d left off, guzzling copious amounts of anti-freeze while devouring toxins.

    Enough was enough. The gang finally abandoned any sense of finesse or pretence. They simply got Mike blasted one final time at a room rented by one their number, stuffed a hose, that was connected to a gas light fixture, in his mouth and gassed him to death. Finally ‘Iron Mike’ , 'Durable Mike' Malloy was dead. Carbon monoxide had accomplished what just about everything else had failed to do. A local doctor, completely missing the gas poisoning or being in on the crime, certified that Mike had died of lobar pneumonia and chronic alcoholism. Marino collected the insurance pay-out and promised to split their hard-earned and ill-gotten gains with the rest of the gang and no more would Mike Malloy haunt the ‘Murder Trust.’

    But he did, one last time. As gangs often do they began squabbling over the spoils. ‘Tough Tony’ demanded a cut in return for his advice. Marino didn’t fancy sharing and ‘Tough Tony’ was promptly despatched to join Mike Malloy. Then other members began complaining and their complaints reached the ears of insurance investigators and then the New York Police Department. Checks revealed that this wasn’t the first time Tony Marino had conveniently insured people right before their deaths and, one by one, the members of the ‘Murder Trust’ were rounded up. Mike Malloy was exhumed for a proper autopsy and it was then that got his posthumous revenge.

    Mike’s autopsy provided ample evidence of carbon monoxide and various other toxic substances in his body. The gang’s resident undertaker had made a fatal error when Mike died by having him simply buried instead of cremated. Soon enough.

    Marino, Murphy, Pasqua and Kreisberg were all tried, convicted and condemned to die. Marino, Pasqua and Kreisberg were re-untied with their erstwhile drinking buddy via Sing Sing Prison’s electric chair in June, 1934. Murphy joined the party a month later in July.
    The doctor who falsely certified Malloy’s death was also implicated. It was found that he’d taken a bribe to certify Mike’s death as being from natural causes. Having had no part in the actual murder he drew a long prison term as an accessory after the fact, but was spared the death penalty because he took no part in the actual murder.
    The ‘Murder Trust’ is gone, but 'Iron Mike’ Malloy lives on as one of crime’s strangest and most resilient murder victims. Feel free to raise a glass to him, it’s what he’d probably have wanted. Just make sure the contents are slightly more drinkable and a lot less lethal.
     
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    Why am I only seeing view attachment? I click it and it takes me to the site and then I just see page can’t be found.
     
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    Yeah, will try to fix that. I swear it was working yesterday. I must have done something wrong.
     
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    I just thought it was me!! Thank you!!
     
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    Well
    These 2 posts that contain the story and pictures are not viewable on Tapatalk, but you can see them on a browser.
    If you have any problems let me know.
    Something weird has been going on with this post, pictures and text disappearing in Tapatalk. I also was forced to put all the pics together as one upload. It was the only way it would take them.
     
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    Great post! Reminds me of Obsolete Oddities on YouTube...love that channel.
     
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