Crime

Sequels

Campus Killer. A bad place for girls to be at night was the lovely, leafy campus of Los Angeles City College and the neighborhood around it. Anya Sosoyeva, 32, a blonde dancer and drama student, was bludgeoned to death in one of its lanes last February. Bludgeoned, robbed (of 35-c-) but not killed was Delia Bogard, 18, who sometimes danced in L. A. C. C. plays. Bludgeoned, raped and left to live was Nursemaid Myrtle Wagner, 17. Hammered to death while abed at home was Mrs. Margaret Campbell, 56, a onetime actress who taught drama at L. A. C. C.

Margaret Campbell's lackwit son confessed that he killed her, was adjudged insane by two alienists. Last week Los Angeles police, on mass guard in the Hollywood area, nabbed a bearded, slender runaway just after a robbery was reported. In his car they found a 2 by 4 bludgeon, at his home shoes which fitted the cast of a footprint near where Delia Bogard was felled. De Witt Clinton Cook, 20, a marauding printer who had learned the fine points of robbery at an Iowa reform school, confessed that he killed Anya Sosoyeva, struck down Delia Bogard, yielded to "an uncontrollable impulse" and raped Myrtle Wagner after he had looted her employer's home. On his way to the campus to show police and newsmen how he had worked, he was allowed to visit a barber, get rid of his beard. Publicity-wise, cinemad Los Angeles prosecutors and police then had Killer Cook put on an act as fantastic as it was morbid. For grinding sound cameras (ostensibly at hand to record evidence) a neighborhood blonde impersonated Anya Sosoyeva. Clinton Cook stalked the willing stand-in as he had stalked the dancer, socked her with a roll of paper (see cut), dragged her to the spot where he had left dying Anya. Next day he pleaded guilty, later changed his plea to "not guilty" after talking to headline-conscious Prosecutor Buron Fitts, who will get much publicity at the trial.

Annenberg. Having pried into the manifold affairs of Philadelphia Publisher Moses L. Annenberg (TIME, May 1, et seq.), a U. S. grand jury in Chicago last week took a new way to charge him and associates with an old crime. By coding, printing and transmitting horse-race entries, odds, results to bookies, said the jurors, an Annenberg printing house and his Nationwide News Service conducted a lottery by interstate wire and the U. S. mails.

Indicted seven times, billed for $5,548,384 in allegedly unpaid income taxes, penalties and interest, liable upon conviction to more than 100 years in prison, 61-year-old Publisher Annenberg affably quipped in Philadelphia: "From the efforts and demands of the Government agents, it appears that I may well paraphrase the words of Nathan Hale--my only regret is that I haven't enough remaining years to give my country." Immensely rich, newly humble Moses Annenberg was meat for Cartoonist Daniel Fitzpatrick, who in the St. Louis Post-Dispatch limned a pigmy Annenberg fleeing a gigantic and pursuing Uncle Sam, quipped: "Anybody making book on this race?"

No. 4. When Lepke Buchalter fled to the G-Men, he was No. 4 on their list of public-enemies-at-large. Ahead of and just below him were four bank robbers. Last week G-Men in Chicago caught his successor in No. 4 position: Joseph Paul Cretzer, a mustached punkaroo who has been popping in & out of western jails since 1927. Arrested with him in a dreary Chicago flat was his wife, Edna May ("Teddy") Cretzer, who pinked a police-man during a getaway last June.

Butcher. When thick-muscled, thick-headed Frank Dolezal confessed that he had beheaded one of 13 dissected human torsos found in Cleveland since 1934, Sheriff Martin L. O'Donnell thought he had "The Mad Butcher of Kingsbury Run" (TIME, July 17). When ex-Butcher Dolezal told first one story and then another about how he disposed of his supposed victim's head, worried authorities reduced the charge against him from murder to manslaughter, wondered whether they had a simple lunatic instead of a killer. Last fortnight Frank Dolezal hanged himself in his cell with a towel. Last week Clevelanders wondered whether another murder or another arrest would tell them that Sheriff O'Donnell had yet to nab the Butcher.

Guilty Pastor. One night last month dull, unbeautiful Wanda Dworecki, 18, was strangled and beaten to death near a Camden, N. J., cemetery. Police noted that her seamy, brooding father, the Rev. Walter ("Iron Mike") Dworecki (of the First Polish Baptist Church) had insured her for $2,695, that he had once been charged with lucrative arson by a fire insurance company. Last week a onetime boarder in the Dworecki home, 21-year-old Peter Schewchuk, confessed that at Pastor Dworecki's behest he killed Wanda while her parent was out preaching, got 50-c- for the job from Father Dworecki. Along with Peter Schewchuk, he pleaded guilty. The judge changed their plea to "not guilty." New Jersey law prohibits guilty pleas in capital cases, on the theory that first-degree murderers deserve a full trial as well as the electric chair.

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