Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1920-04-26

years ago as the Indianapolis Orphans
asylum.
The place is reached by narrow stair
way leading to the third floor han, and
in the north wall there is a very small
door.
BODY LONG CONCEALED
IN SMALL SPACE.
Looking through this door a person
finds only the roof of the old north
wing Of the building. still covered with
rotted shingles, but back in the corner
around at the end of this roof was A
small spot about four feet by six feet.
There lying on what had been 8 tin
roof was the skeleton of Miss Selvage.
Dan Jones, 42i Warman avenue, work
ing for the J. c. Mcdonald Wreckine
Company, tore hole into the roof al
9:30 O'Clock this morning and made the
grewsome find.
Capt. Harry Franklin was notified and
Fctrolman BIZ Bright started an In
vestigatIon.
He found Mrs. Clayton NJ Potts. 1919
North Capitol avenue. one Of the few
| residents of the neighborhood, who lived
! near the sanitarium when that part OF
the city was fashionable
Mrs. Potts remembered we'll the dfsan-
rearance of Miss Selvage and suggested
to the police that it might be we'll to
notify Joseph Selvage
Coroner Robinson and Deputy Coroner
Christian both went to the scene and
started an investigation.
RROTHER BELIEVES
WOMAN MURDERED.
When Joseph and Ed seivage vent TO
the spot in the attic where the body was
found. Joseph reached down amid the
dust and lifted cloth slipper.
There's her clipper" he declared.
How could she get in here?" ques-
toned Ed selvage
ED, she was brought in here" an
swered Joseph.
Il remember this building as if it were
yesterday, that searched IT. but never
was in this part of the attic before.
We tore holes into the attic, but not
into this place
Ed, murder will out and believe
now as always did that our sister was
murdered"
Miss selvage's body was in a sitting
posture, but Coroner Paul E. Robinson
said that it would be almost impossible
to determine if there was violence
The body was taken to the McNeeIv
& Sons undertaking parIors, $50 Noreh
Meridian street, and will be buried hS-
side the grave of Miss Selvage's mothkr.
My sister was 43 years old when She
disappeared" said Joseph Selvage Ito
day, land 1 am glad my mother is hot
living to know her fate.
Mother died more than a year lago
and her last words were, have you heard
from Carrie? 2 and I know mother would
want her placed beside her at Crown
Hill"
Soon after Miss selvages disappearance
the sanitarium closed its doors.
DR.. John Kolmer died about two
years ago.
He was bitterly denounced by both
Selvage brothers.
They said they had always believed
the nerve specialist had concealed much
information regarding their sister
WOMAN CALLED
SPECIALIST WOLF.
MY sister feared DIR. Kolmer. and
called him a wolf Joseph Selvage de-
clared.
At the time Miss Selvage disappeared
her home was at 23O6 Ashland avenue.
The late Hugh Hanna was president Of
the company that owned the sanitarium
In recent years the big brick building
has been used as roolaing house
1t was sold recently to the Haywood
Tire Company and is being remodeled for
a garage
Leona SudelI, who has conducted the
roonling house in the building during the
last year, today declared she had never
entered the upper attic, although she had
once opened the door and saw nothing
but the old roof.
Joseph Selvage has offices in the tmeri-
can Central Life building.
He lives at 234O Broadway
Edward L. Selvage lives at 2T2o Gel
lege avenue, while William j., another,
lives south of the city.
sister lives in Anderson.
In his office! following the identifca-
tion of the SHELTON of his sister, Joseph
Selvage fingered time-yellowed news
paper clipping.
He was breathing deeply as he held the
clipping.
1t was the story printed at the tins
his sister disappeared, and with Il waf
picture of the missing woman.
His voice quivered slightly.
81 am glad now that 1t is all cleare<
up" he told Times Representatives
glad that she has been found, ant
did not meet her death in any otheE
more terrible way.
II feel easier, although ! am of course
much excited. for | am glad to shift
the uneasiness of uncertainty from my
shoulders, even after this long. lang
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