The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1923-11-21
THE KIDS BODY
FOUND IN CELLAR
SLAIN BY FIEND
Little Corpse Is Identified as
Irving PickeInyr Aged 4,
Missing,
BIZ untted Ne,cs

BIZ Jnfred NefCs
NEW YORK, Nov. 21.-A man
came plunging up the steps from
foul, unfrequented basement beneath
a Suffolk st. tailor shop on the lower
east side. his face greenish and his
eyes staring with horror.
"The kid" he shouted to all Suffolk
St. 1.-The kid; the kid; he's down
there. dead"
Within ten minutes Suffolk st. was
a swarm with thousands Of ghetto
folks In a weller Of excitement. The
kid" meant Irving Pickelny. the 4
year-old son Of a poor garment maker.
All the east side had been looking for
Irving for three weeks. They con-
verged on the dirty block of Suffolk
St, where the man had emerged from
the dark hole beneath the tailor shop,
shouting THE kid, the kid"
Push-cart peddlers wavered between
impulse and caution, then gave way
TO impulse and joined the wild scene.
Within fifteen minutes it was neces-
eary to call out all the reserves Of the
nearest police station to dispense the
crowd lest some be trampled in the
crush.
A woman tore away from the border
of the maelstrom and ran to the tene-
ment where Samuel Pickelny and his
wife were sitting. sad-eyed and word
less before the remains of the break
fast herring
They've Found Him"
They've found him; they found the
kid" she told them in blast Of Ella
ton at being there first with the news.
Pickelny jumped up.
'Dead?"
But the woman was on her way
spreading the news: They found the
kid"
Piclzelny's uncertainty, the agony OF
three weeks, ended a few minutes
later when the police told him the boy
was dead. Irving apparently had been
enticed 10 the basement by a fiend
and killed where his body was found,
perhaps within the hour of his dis
appearance on Oct. 26.
The little boy appeared to have been
kufTocated-
Father Utterly Crushed
"Oh, God! Ny boyl Thank God he
is where no more harm can come to
him" Pickelny sagged into a chair
In the Office Of the medical examiner
at the morgue after the ordeal Of
making the identification Utterly
crushed by the confirmation Of the
dread that had driven him and the
boys mother nearly frantic for weeks,
Pickelny was unable to move for a
moment. Then he began clubbing his
temples with his fists in a frenzy of
grief.
"Oh. it's Irving. all right" he said.
There's no doubt about it. I made
the little coat for him myself in my
spare time. made the pants His
mother made the blouse. Ny baby,
oh my baby. He is safe now, but how
he must have suffered"
Cornelius Willemse detective cap
tain and terror Of the east side gangs.
had devoted all his own time and en-
ployed several of his detectives I'M
ceasingly for two weeks after the
kidnapping They had searched
dozens of Easements and had fol
lowed clews oil over the city and TO
adjacent cities.
Expert on Trail
Captain Willemse, the man who
caught Kid Dropper and a dozen
members Of his gang with the pistols
on them in one swoop a few weeks
ago, had turned TO the hunt for a
missing baby Of helpless. poor par
ents with the same zeal A few days
ago he was compelled to turn his at
tention back to the gunner as the
crime wave broke over the city. He
declared a momentary truce, how
ever, when the report Of the finding
of the body was brought to him and
rushed with his men to the base
ment to examine the place for any
belongings which the murderer might
have left behind.
There is only faint hope of find
ing the murderer. A little Italian
girl was murdered in the same man
ner in a tenement basement in Brook
lyn less than a year ago and no ar
rests were made. And the kidnapping
of Irving Pickelny followed soon
after the police gave up the search