January 5, 1927
Albany, New York
Cain is alive and well (jeepers, the life span of these antediluvians) in the land of Nod York, East of Eden, or at least Schenectady…seems that one Harry Cain was engaged in a phone call, and was having some trouble making himself understood to the person on the other end of the line.
Finally the landlady came to the rescue. “CAIN,” she shouted into the telephone, “C-a-i-n. You know, the man that killed his brother.”
That set off the other party on the phone all right…murder! The police were summoned and Harry Cain was in jail in a matter of minutes. It took hauling the landlady in some time later to explicate the whole mess.
Still, I’d keep an eye on that Lamech character.
