Correspondence and book reviews from the hippie murder suspect, neatly printed nearly 20 years ago in capital letters on white, lined notebook paper or yellow legal pad, and mailed from Canada. (Einhorn, out on bail, knew no travel restrictions.)

Katz, publisher of the now-defunct Center City entertainment weekly ELECTRICity, had hired Einhorn as book editor after his arrest because "he kind of needed a gig and he's brilliant."

The name recognition wasn't lost on Katz, either. Less than five months later, when Einhorn jumped bail before he could be tried for the murder of his girlfriend Holly Maddux, the weekly advertised him as its book editor "and possibly our new travel editor."

It never happened, and the backlog of book reviews ran out. Einhorn was convicted in absentia in 1993.

Then, 20 months ago, Katz's old book editor was found living like a country gentleman in Champagne-Mouton, a village in southern France. A French court ruled that Einhorn could be extradited to the United States for a new trial.

But it might take two years.

Katz isn't waiting.

The socialite, like the old Einhorn, seems to love headlines the way he loves women - with relish. He sees ink in the long-forgotten mailings of the hippie-philosopher, a guy with body odor and little money who scored women at a rate incomprehensible in today's cynical world.

So Katz, dressed in a fine, dark suit, the tips of a neatly pressed white handkerchief rising from his breast pocket like a crown, conducts an interview in his kitchen in East Falls. "I have a load of them," Katz is saying, shifting sheets from an inch-thick stack of Einhorn writings. Twenty book reviews and 11 notes, with talk of the weather and requests like these:

At your leisure, please send along about 60 stamped postcards - I fill them out & then enclose them in letters for people in the states to mail.

8/7/80

Need lots of stamped postcards.

8/13/80.

Katz also has a sheet ripped from a reporter's notebook bearing the capital-letters print:

Summer sublet - Chestnut Hill, September optional - 3 rooms, kitchen, bath - 16th floor - outside balcony - pool and tennis courts (extra) - $350/month - negotiable.

Einhorn was living on the 16th floor of the Morgan House apartments on Stenton Avenue when he became book editor in spring 1980. That was the opposite side of the Schuylkill from the Powelton Village apartment he had shared with Maddux - the same place they found her body rotting in 1979, more than 18 months after she'd gone missing.

He'd been out on bail for about a year, and by July 16, he was writing from Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, that he was in a cabin and looking for a permanent house:

No summer here - our arrival brought the 3d day of (here Einhorn draws a circle with rays dashed out) since late May. All clouds driggling over the bay. . . . Very peaceful. . . . Utter quiet, even the birds walk on tiptoe.

Eight days later, he wrote from an address he said would be good until Labor Day, when he planned to drop down to the Jersey Shore for three or four weeks:

We're ensconced in a 5 room cabin by a stream surrounded on all 4 sides by very green wooded hills. ... nothing but fog and rain - I feel as if I'm in a permanent continuous re-run of Brigadoon. . . . However, the indoor sports flourish. . . . I'm glad I brought my illustrated Kama Sutra.

Einhorn was up there with three women.

"Oh, you'll get a kick out of this one," Katz says, lifting a sheet of notebook paper from the pile. It's dated 8/7/80:

One complaint - I'm getting a bit tired of handling three women. So if your lovely wife would release you for a while I sure would appreciate some friendly male help. Peace, Ira.

Katz says Einhorn got women despite his stench because he would look into their eyes and say, " 'How do you feel about this?' Men ... didn't ask their women's opinion on anything."

Besides, Einhorn was an important guy - just read the book reviews. From the review of The Brezhnev Memo, by Morton Marcus, you get an idea of his high-ranking contacts:

. . . air defense specialists, with whom I'm acquainted. . . . the world wide information network which I operated for nine years. . . . my meeting on this issue with a top military intelligence scientist.

From his take on Tomorrow Is Our Permanent Address, by John Todd and Nancy Jack Todd (the "John and Nancy" he refers to are the authors), you understand that people who count listen to him:

While teaching at Harvard in 1978, I lectured to . . . a worldwide group of leaders from 40 countries. . . . In March of 1979, I spent five days with John and Nancy, as the guest of Prince Charan of Iran, at a very intimate conference in England.

And from his look at I'm Dancing as Fast as I Can, by Barbara Gordon, you know that, despite his establishment standing, he was there on the streets when America's youth cut loose:

Extreme mental disturbance is very difficult to deal with. I found that out during the 60's when I ran an open house/rescue service for the sick and the wounded.

Einhorn figured he could help Katz, too. Writing on Labor Day, as he prepared to return to Philadelphia, he added a tease that Katz could appreciate:

P.S. - Have a scheme for promoting the paper, using my notoriety & maybe even making some $. Remind me of it, when we talk.