The Ottawa Citizen from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada on October 11, 1980 · 11
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yr The Citizen, Ottawa, Saturday, Oct. 11, 1980, Page 11 Distinguised gentlemen who vanished into thin air What do Ambrose Small, Lord Lucan, and Judge Joseph Force Crater have in common? Give up? All three distinguished gentlemen vanished into thin air. Canada's own Ambrose sold his Toronto-based theatre chain on Dec. 2, 1919. He endorsed a cheque for a cool $1 million, which his wife, Teresa, deposited that same day. Ambrose then met with his lawyer, one E. W. M. Flock, later in the day, just before the lawyer hopped a train for Montreal. The somewhat tiny im-pressario, who had a reputation as a ladies' man, was in great spirits when he left his lawyer. However, when he approached Ralph Savelin's newspaper stand on the corner of Adelaide and Yonge, his good humor gave way to a nasty temper tantrum. The New York Times had not arrived by train due to a snowstorm in New York. Diminutive Ambrose swore like a trooper at not receiving his paper, and then stomped away in the swirling snow. Newsie Savein didn't realize it at the time, but as he stared at Ambrose's fast fading figure, he would be the last known person to lay eyes on the Toronto millionaire. Sixty-one years have passed, and no one has seen Ambrose since. Reason to make tracks The Lord Lucan disappearance is quite another affair. They say circumstances alter cases. Well, unlike Ambrose Small, Lord Lucan had good reason to make tracks. On Nov. 7, 1974, Lady Lucan caused quite a stir when she dashed into the Plumbers' Arms, a pub located on Lower Belgrave St., London, England. You see, Lady Lucan was crying bloody murder, just like they do in the movies. According to the dear lady, her husband, known to friends and enemies alike as Lucky Lucan (he listed his occupation as professional gambler), had killed the family nannie, Sandra Eleanor Ri-vett, and then attacked his own wife. The tragic events proceeded to unfold when Lady Lucan, her eldest daughter Frances, and Sandra were in an upstairs TV room watching the tube. Between 9 p.m. and 9:30 p.m. Sandra suggested tea, as was her custom. She went downstairs to prepare a tray. About 20 minutes later Lady Lucan thought Sandra was taking too long and decided to investigate. Once downstairs she became alarmed to find the entire floor in pitch darkness. She called out for Sandra. Then all hell broke loose. A man rushed at her from a closet, striking her several times on the head. The intruder also tried to strangle the terrified woman, who fought desperately and managed to break away. That's when she dashed to the nearby pub in a state of hysteria. When police investigated the Lucan residence they discovered Sandra Rivett's body trussed up in a mail-bag. Later, at the inquest into the murder, Lady Lucan revealed that although it was too dark to see her attacker, tl IK I ME rLA3flUAl.1V V ma . max names f THIS HOLIDAY ) LJl WEEKEND (TV Dine with us . . . K. ' : ftl , J$ SUNDAY EVENING Ov I ii-jCJ?S,n CHINESE FOOD f i fWiM BUFFET 5 jr iv v7 srfw Served from 5 ,o 8 p m- vS IklM- tJjB Remember our Deum Sum N fJVfcs? Sat. and Sun. from 11 M U wSNfpiifjir-iriiM pl a.m. to 2 p.m. I Ell CATHAY I lU TAVERN RC5YAURANT 0 228 ALBERT ST. AT BANK 233-7705 ttkSA AMPLE TAKE-OUT AStiM sX ) PARKING SERVICE f she recognized her husband's voice. Later, when her husband realized how badly he had hurt her, he went to the bathroom to get a towel. It was then that Lady Lucan took the opportunity to escape. Police figured the nannie had been killed by mistake. Lord Lucan was really after his wife. The inquest jury took only a half hour to reach a verdict murder by Lord Lucan. But let's get back to the elusive Lord's nefarious activities. While his injured wife ran for assistance, Lord Lucan decided not to hang around. He made his way to friends, the Maxwell-Scotts, in Uckfield Sussex, arriving at 11 p.m. Mrs. Maxwell-Scott received her unexpected visitor, who asked to use the phone. Lord Lucan spoke to his mother, informing her that he had been passing his own home earlier that evening and had witnessed a man attacking his wife. When he ran to assit Lady Lucan, he slipped on a pool of blood, allowing the attacker to escape. He then tried to help his wife, who became hysterical and accused him of hiring someone to kill her. He decided that the circumstances were so suspicious that his best course of action was to flee the scene. Mrs. Maxwell-Scott was told the same story before Lord Lucan took his leave at about 1:15 a.m. Susan Maxwell-Scott was the last person to see the not-so-lucky Lord Lucan. Although police have received reports from scores of people all over the world claiming to have spotted Lord Lucan, all have proved to be false. There has been no trace of him for almost six years. Who knows, maybe the chap seated opposite you in the restaurant or that rather aristocratic looking gentleman on the subway is the real Lord Lucan. Devil with the ladies The U.S. entry into the missing persons sweepstakes is represented by Judge Joseph Force Crater. From the time he was a small boy in Easton, pennyslvania, Joe wanted to be a judge. In 1917, Joe married Stella Mance Wheeler, and embarked on what appeared to be a happy marriage. Unknown to the little woman, Joe was a real devil with the ladies. As time went by, Joe gravitated to one mistress. Constance Marcus was a former girlfriend who was kept by Crater. As a sideline, Joe was employed as assistant professor at Fordham and New York universities. All the while he never lost sight of his dream of becoming a judge. On April 8, 1930 Joe hit the jackpot. The then governor of New York State, Franklin D. Roosevelt, appointed him to the New York Supreme Court. The post which paid $22,500, only a fraction of what Joe earned in priwate practice was plum for two reasons. It carried a certan amount of prestige and literally opened the door for graft and corruption for the right man. Joe was the right man. He made a fortune selling favors. On Sunday, Aug. 3, 1930, Judge Crater was resting comfortably at his summer home in Maine. He received a phone call from New York, and immediately afterwards advised his wife that he had to leave for New York, but would be returning on Aug. 9 for her birthday. Once in the city, the judge performed routine tasks on Aug. 4 and Aug. 5. The following day, helped by his assistant, Joseph Mara, Joe filled several boxes and briefcases with documents from his office. He also cashed two cheques totalling $5,150. The boxes of documents were lugged to the Judge's Fifth Avene apartment. When the pair arrived at the apartment, Mara was dismissed. Later it was discovered the documents had been destroyed. The same day, Joe made arrangements to have a ticket for a Broadway play, Dancing Partner, left for him at the Belasco Theatre box office. At 8 p.m. he strolled into Haas' restaurant at 332 West 45th St., and was spotted by an acquaintance, lawyer William Klein. Klein, who was dining with showgirl Sally Lou Ritz, persuaded the judge to join them for dinner. Both later swore that he was in fine spirits. Dinner over, the judge remembered the ticket waiting for him at the Belasco Theatre. He mentioned to Klein that if he rushed he could catch the last act. At 9:15 p.m. Klein and Ritz watched as Joe entered a cab to catch the final act of Dancing Partner. They were the last known people tQ s see the jttdge alive. . . Strange thing, though, someone picked up the theatre ticket. Days later, the theatre attendant couldn't remem- ' ber whether that someone was the judge or not. ' f' Many believe the judge was taken for a ride and murdered, but there is no direct proof that this actually r happened. Today, in a dusty drawer at the Bureau of . Missing Persons in New York City, File No. 13595 re-: , mains unsolved. "That there may be bread r that there may be joy for all humanity to share with gratitude let this be our prayer and may each child of earth long for a freedom that will flourish in all lands From the Record "Let there be bread" Gregory Norbet, O.S.B. (C) 1979 Benedictine Foundation of the State of Vermont CHARLES DGILVYlimited All Three Ogilvy Stores Closed Thanksgiving J J J J MIRACLE AUIIT CORRECTION Correction to our 'Save In Style' circular of October 8, 1980, delivered to your door. Page 20: Key letters 'A' & 'B' on our illustration of the workhorse and circular saw were transposed. 'A' pertains to the circular saw and 'B' pertains to the workhorse. We apologize for any inconvenience caused to our customers. i OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOO OOOOOOOO q A CITY OF NEPEAN THANKSGIVING DAY MONDAY, OCTOBER 13th, 1980 GARBAGE COLLECTION Due to the Thanksgiving Day Holiday there will be no Garbage Collection on Monday, October 13th, 1980. Monday's collection will be picked up on Tuesday, October 14th and all other days' garbage will be picked up on the regular garbage day. Please place your garbage out on your regular day no later than 7:00 a.m., except for Monday's garbage which should be placed out on Tuesday, October 14th no later than 7:00 a.m. Please be advised that some areas regularly picked up on Tuesday's and Wednesday's may not be picked up until the following day. The city will endeavour to return to schedule as soon as possible. Please direct enquires regarding collection to: SUPERIOR SANITATION SERVICES INC. 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