The Old Times: PIGMY WORSTS GIANT IN FIGHT
This article is about check fraud from The National Bank of Mouth. When you write a check from that bank, you sure as hell better make sure your ass can cash it. Mean Joe Greening learned a valuable lesson in an article from February of 1909 from The Detroit Times. PIGMY WORSTS GIANT IN FIGHT Joseph Greening, No. 94 Mott-ave., as he gave his address to the police, and Arthur Morris, a waiter, rooming at No. 162 Congress-st, east, were principals in a bloody "scrap" in Smith's restaurant at No. 111 Bates-st., about 1:20 o'clock, Tuesday morning. Greening is a big strapping fellow and Morris a frail young chap in comparison, but when it was all over, the giant went to St. Mary's hospital for repairs while the pigmy was locked up in central station on a charge of assault with intent to do great bodily harm. Morris was released later, however, when word came from the hospital that Greening's injuries were not serious, and it is doubtful whether any prosecution