The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1934-09-14


her home.
,rnoon revealed their intention
of questioning Mrs. Dillons
said that they wanted to check
varying details of stories she
has told Investigators, in adj
dition to checking what they
claim are widely varying de-
tails in stories told by Gilbert
Jacobs, 81, held on vagrancy
charges.
Jacobs, who was arrested Wednes~
day night, lives with the Dillon
family at the Shelby street address
and has been described variously
as a boarder and as the man for
whom Mrs. Dillon keeps house.
He was arrested after police
learned that % caliber rifle had
disappeared from his room at about
the time Donald disappeared from
home Sunday. Deputy Coroner John
E. Wyttenbach has said that the
boy was killed with a bullet from
either a % caliber or .25 caliber
rifle.
Jacobs desired to attend Donald'S
funeral this morning. but was not
allowed to do so. Detective Chief
Fred Simon indicated that the
police desired to keep Jacobs H.
close custody.
Break Near, Is Belief
The decision to question Mrs. Dils
lon-and an indication that a sud-
den, dramatic break in the mystery
still surrounding Donald's death was
distinct possibility-came late yes
terday after police had questioned
Shirley c. Dillon, divorced father
of the murdered boy.
Dillon, employed on farm near
Remington, Ind, made rapid trip
here after he had been Informed of
the manner of his boys death, both
to confer with police and to attend
the funeral today.
-Four hundred persons jammed the
Blasengyn funeral home, 1926
Shelby street, and overlooked into
the street for the simple services.
conducted by the Rev. Thomas N,
Hunt of the Seventh Presbyterian
church.
And, to these relatives and friends
and morbidly curious thrill seekers,
the funeral was none the less dra-
matte because of the knowledge
that police intended to question
Mrs. Dillon within the next few
hours.
Mother Sobs on Couch
Two hundred of the four hundred
at the funeral damned into tbs
mortuary itself, where the air was
so close that women tainted and
others we're made i'll. Twenty rela-
tives and close friends were crowd
ed into small room at one side.
In this room, Mrs. Dillon lag
sobbing and moaning on a couch.
Her three surviving children-Haze1.
Is; Leroy, y, and Harold, 6-sur-
rounded her. Across the room, his
deeply tanned face grim and stony
with grief, sat her divorced hus-
band. They did not speak.
Mr.. Hunt referred only indirectly
to the crime in his funeral sermon,
speaking of the terribly unusual
circumstance" and, at another
point, of the unusual need for
Gods comfort in this case" There
were hymns, prayers and, at the
grave in New Crown cemetery, an
other prayer.
Mrs. billions sobbing increased az
she viewed the body for the last
time. Mr.. Dillon, at least willis
newspaper men we're present, re-
strained himself.
Schoolmates Deeply Moved
MY Donald" screamed the
mother why did they take you
away? Why did they have TO do this
to you? Oh, oh, oh, you were such .
good boy!"
Former schoolnates Of Donald
acted as pallbearers and as flower
boys. They too appeared deeply
moved by the scenes at the mortu~
airy.
Mr.. Dillon had visited the Blasen-
gym home late yesterday to see the
mutilated body of his son. He was
shaken badly by the sight and
sohbed pitifully while friends as
sisted him TO chair near the open
coffin.
Last night at the home Of his
brother-in law. Walter G. White
2o17 Brookside avenue. Mr. Dillon,
his eyes still red from weeping. re-
vealed that police had ordered him
not to discuss with newspaper men
what ne had told the homicide squad
members.
I don't mind talking. but I've
been instructed by Lieutenant
Donald Tooley not to talk 70 any
men without telling him
first" Mr.. Dillon told Times re-
porter.