Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 239, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 February 1935 — Page 3

FEB. 14, 1935

BRUNO, STUNNED BY DEATH VERDICT, FAINTS IN CELL; COUNSEL PREPARES APPEAL Hauptmann Must Pay With Life on March 18 for Lindbergh Baby Murder, Four Women, Eight Men Decide. (Continued From Page One)

fened himself against the unenviable duty that was his. Mr. Wilentz, inwardly jubilant over the victory’. apparently so stunned that he could not make, the usual motion—for immediate sentencing of the prisoner. “Mr. Attorney General,’’ said Justice Trenchard. “do you wish—will you make —is it not time for you to ask for the sentencing of the prisoner?” Fails to Lecture Bruno Mr. Wilentz stepped to the Justice’s bench and made the motion, in a voice so low thae only its overtones were caught by the press benches. 10 feet away. Justice Trenchard ordered Hauptmann to stand up once more. His sentence was brief and couched in the simplest of terms. He did not lecture Hauptmann. He did not comment on the case. He merely said that it was incumbent upon him, as a judge, to fulfill his duty. Hauptmann looked bewildered Col. H. No:man Schwarzkopf, New Jersey police head, who for 30 months had devoted his waking hours to running down the kidnaper and murderer of Charles A. Lindbergh Jr., ‘eaned back in his chair as though *uatisfied with his work. The lips of the condemned man's wife were quivering, and her face was drained of color. She did not look at once at her husband. Instead, she seemed to look to the attorneys she had gathered in her husband's behalf. Stumbles Past Judge's Bench Mr. Fisher, seeing that Hauptmann was under control, turned to Mrs. Hauotmann. Leaning half across the table, he grasped her hand and said. “Now, now. don't worry! Leave everything to us. Don’t make a sound.” Anna Hauptmann's face was turned away from her husband, who was still sitting as though shocked. Then she turned and looked him full in the face, with an attempted smile that failed before it # began. Justice Trenchard looked'at the group. "And the prisoner is remanded to t.o custody of the sheriff.’’ he said. There was a sudden movement at the rail. Hauptmann was dragged to his feet. He was taken, crabwise past the counsel table, and stumbled as he rounded its corner, near the judge's bench. For a moment it looked as though he was about to fall. Reilly Prepares Appeal He was rushed from the courtroom so quickly that it appeared the officials were fearful they could not get him back to his cell. He disappeared through the door and the court attaches shouted “Quiet. Quiet," to still the tumult that arose after he had disappeared. The formality was soon concluded. Edward Reilly, chief defense counsel, announced that he would appeal “to the highest court in the land” if necessary, to save his client's life. Mr. Fisher said he didn't know where the money would come from, because "appeals cost money.” He was visibly affeeted by the verdict—mofe so than the condemned man. He was more affected when one of the deputy sheriffs attending Hauptmann came bark and reported his last moments with Hauptmann m the cell. Bruno. Broken. Cries "He's crying.” said the deputy. “The poor devil! He's in an awful funk. He is shocked and stunned and broken.” When Hauptmann had reached his cell, his first act was to throw himself down on his cot. almost unconscious. He looked, for one of the few times since he has been a

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prisoner under the white lights of his corridor and the always watchful eyes of his guards, like a man thoroughly beaten. Mr. Wilentz. smiling, marched through the mob to his car ar.d announced he would go to Florida at once. The Court of Errors and Appeals, w'hich will hear the appeal cf the Bronx carpenter’s counsel. Mr. Reilly and his attorneys of record, Mr. Fisher and Frederick A. Pope, will not meet until May 14. They may hand down a decision soon thereafter and the grisly electric chair climax :o the Lindbergh crime may occur by May 25 Finish Is Spectacular Hauptmann s trial closed with the same spectacular incidents that have attended the case from the moment Betty Gow. nursemaid to the Lindberghs’ child, first discovered the vacant crib in the nursery at Hopewell. It was a bizarre, unbelievable, fictitious scene, it was unreal, like a mob setting in a movie scenario. The room where Hauptmann stood up. straight and tall and firm, was still blue with smoke, and the litter of a thousand newspapers cluttered the floor. Lights \re Turned Off The prosecutors were nervous. The defense counsel, wandering about the courtroom, were manifestly uneasy. Mr. Reilly, wearing the same bland smile that is part of his stock in trade, meandered through the room, swapping wisecracks. Suddenly Hauptmann, shackled to Lieut. A. C. Smith of the state police and Deputy Sheriff Hovey Low', the bracelets shining below the cuffs of his brown was led into the room. At his entrance the entire room became hushed. It was known that Hauptmann would not be brought in unless a verdict had been reached. Bruno Retains Self-Control The Courthouse bell, high above, began tolling—a prearranged signal to let the towm know' that the jury had reached a decision. ' Hauptmann appeared 4o be under better self-control than his guards and attorneys. Mr. Fisher, who has been closer to him than any of the imported attorneys brought to his defense, was white-faced. He strode over to the prisoner, gripped him by the manacled hand, and said, “Bruno, please for my sake, make no outcry, make no noise, say nothing when this verdict is brought in. It will only hurt your case if you do. Make no noise, whatever the verdict is. Don’t make a motion. Leave everything to us. We’ll take care of everything ” Then Mr. Fieher turned to the sallow-faced wife who has been the only mainstay Hauptmann has had during these months, and begged of her the same action. “Please keep quiet, whatever happens,” he said. Mrs. Hauptmann bowed her head, but it seemed during those moments she was waiting for the verdict that she was unconscious. She looked dead. NEPTUNE NAVAL CLUB WILL HOLD MEETING Second Gathering of ex-Sailors and Marines Set for Next Sunday. The second meeting of the Neptune Naval Club, an organization of Navy men, former Navy men and marines, will be held at 2:30 p. m. Sunday, Feb. 24. in the hall at Denny and Washington-sts. The club was organized last Sunday. C. P. Andrews, 519 N. Chester-st, is skipper.

JURORS CELEBRATE AFTER CONVICTING BRUNO

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Worn and weary after six gruelling weeks of testimony, the jury of four women and eight men which last night found Bruno Richard Hauptmann guilty of the Lindbergh murder and sentenced him to die in the electric chair, is shown here with guards filing down the courtroom steps on the final day of the trial. They appear a little tired of it all after their virtual imprisonment during the taking of more than a million Ind a half words of evidence. After announcing their verdict, they returned to their hotel quarters and staged an impromptu celebration.

Jurors Show Strain of Ordeal in Giving Verdict Foreman, Slight of Stature, Pronounces Doom in Ringing Tones; Women Brave in Crisis. By United Press FLEMINGTON, Feb. J4.—Here is a description of the Hunterdon County jurors as They looked when they took their places in the jury box last night to hand up a decision of first degree murder against Bruno Richard Hauptmann. Charles Walton, the foreman, a man of slight stature and visibly affected, wiped his reddened eyes and stood nervously in front of his seat until the jury was polled. He paused before he announced the

verdict, but when he did give it. it was in a shrill, sharp voice that penetrated to the gallery. He swallowed hard and stood swaying at his seat. Juror No. 2 was Mrs. Rosie Pill. She was w’hite-faced and obviously moved. She answered the poll in a low voice, and said “guilty of first degree murder” when the clerk of court asked her if that was her true verdict. Mrs. Verna Snyder was juror No. 3. She weighs 291 pounds and she w'as as placid, as composed and as stolid as she has been throughout the trial. But her friends say her placidity w'as only a mask. “Bell**” of Jurv Serious Charles F. Snyder, no relative of Verna’s, was juror No. 4. He is grayfaced. Last night he appeared even more so. When his vote was polled, his voice could hardly be heard. There were deep lines beneath his eyes. Mrs. Ethel Stockton, the belle of the jury who has had considerable legal experience as secretary td a Clinton attorney, was more serious than at any time since the beginning of the trial. Her face was pale and she seemed to be about to cry. It was obviously an ordeal for her, but she gave her pronouncement in a loud, clear voice. Juror No. 6 was Elmer Smith, an insurance man. His identity was almost lost in the more striking personalities of the jury. There were deep circles beneath his eyes, too, and his voice was not as loud as Mrs. Snyder's. Jury's “Baby” Won Over Robert Cravatt was the young man of the jury. Hp is 25 and is one of the jurors who held out

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against a majority in favor of a life imprisonment penalty. Philip Hockenbury, a farmer, who has Jjeen impatient at much of the testimony throughout the trial, snapped out his reply. George Voorhees, a farmer who has a reputation for being extremely sentimental, was another of the jurors who choked and hesitated when he was forced to speak the words that would send Hauptmann to the chair. Mrs. May F. Brelsford, the most serious and certainly the most scholarly of the woman jurors, a woman who presides at women’s clubs in Flemington and who is known for her research into sociological problems, stood with infinite dignity and announced her agreement in cultured tones. Sick Man Stands Firm Juror No. 11 was a man over whom the authorities had been gravely concerned throughout the case. He was Liscom C. Case, a retired carpenter who suffers from a chronic heart ailment and who has had to be assisted into court at times by the bailiffs. Mr. Case stood at his chair without a quiver and delivered his verdict in a firm voice. The final member of the jury was Howard V. Biggs. Juror No. 12 had been unemployed. He was once a bookkeeper. He was a little man, slight, gray-faced, who has an abiding devotion for his family, to whom he used to write letters daily. He was one of the most intent jurors throughout the six weeks of testimony to which he had to listen. When he had to deliver his verdict, he stood erect and gave it as the concluding juror in the panel in a strong, clear voice.

WILENTZ LAUDS JURORS; REILLY TO FILE APPEAL

Co-Operative Police Work Draws Tribute From Schwarzkopff. Bu United Press FLEMINGTON. N. J., Feb. 14. Leading characters in the long search for .he Lindbergh kidnaper and in the trial of Bruno Richard Hauptmann expressed themselves on the jury's verdict today. Atty. Gen. David T. Wilentz, chief of prosecution staff: “The tremendous responsibility imposed upon the Hunterdon County jury was shouldered without flinching. The nation is indebted to these courageous men and women.” Lloyd Fisher, associate defense counsel: (Eyes red, face tear stained.) ‘I have nothing to say.” Reilly to Take Appeal Edward *J. Reilly, chief of defense counsel: “An appeal will be taken ; immediately to the Court of Errors and Appeals. Although the jury has rendered a verdict on the facts, we still believe a great many errors of law were committed which will ultimately mean the reversal of this judgment. H. Norman Schwarzkopf, superintendent of New Jersey state police, in charge of the long search for the kidnaper: ‘I feel that the verdict is in accordance with the evidence and that the ends of justice have been served. The people of Hunterdon County have thoroughly justified the confidence we have in them. The presentation of the case by the attorney general was not only masterful and resourceful, but inspired, and the preparation was unquestionably the most thorough and competent that I have ever heard of. I have said that this is a triumph for co-ordinated and co-operative police work. Lindberghs Are Silent “I hope that this verdict will act as a crime preventive throughout the nation and that the security and sanctity of the American home may be materially enhanced.” Robert Peacock, assistant attorney general: “The verdict proves again that truth will prevail.” Col. Charies A. Lindbergh and his wife, the former Anne Morrow, received the news at the home of Mrs. Lindbergh’s mother in Englewood. A servant said: “Col. and Mrs. Lindbergh have nothing whatsoever to say.” BETTY GOW’S MOTHER RELIEVED BY VERDICT Happy Daughter’s Name Is Cleared, She Says in Glasgow. By United Press LONDON, Feb. 14.—There was one note of happiness today in excited comment of Britons on the condemnation to death of Bruno Richard Hauptmann. It came from Mrs. John Taylor, mother of Betty Gow, nurse to the murdered Lindbergh baby. It was not because Hauptmann was convicted, but because his conviction meant the clearing of her daughter’s name. Commenting at her Glasgow home on the verdict, Mrs. Taylor said: It is difficult for me to comment on a sentence which condemns a man to death. But whatever one thinks, it shows that attempts to put suspicion on mj daughter have failed. The verdict has vindicated Betty of the attacks made on her.” House Looted of Furniture When Rudolf Heyne, 1506 Collegeav, visited a vacant house he owns at 1125 Broadway late yesterday he discovered that thieves had stolen furniture and furnishings valued at $l5O.

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Telegrams Deluge Jury Lauding Death Verdict Members Cheered by Support Following Ordeal; Hauptmann’s Wife Is Sorry Figure.

BY JANE DIXON, United Press Staff Correspondent FLEMINGTON, N. J., Feb, 14.—The jurors who condemned Bruno Richard Hauptmann as the murderer of the world's most famous baby, received telegrams and telephone calls from every state in the Union today, congratulating them on their verdict. “The members of the jury felt terrible,” said Mrs. Pearl Conover, one of the women guards. “They suffered. They aged years in those hours they spent in the jury room, trying to decide whether or not they should take a man’s life. But they had their duty to do to their state and to society. They performed that duty. The flood of telegrams

confirms their judgment and it lightens their burden, too. They wanted to do the right, the just, thing.” The first ballot was a unanimous vote for guilty. But Mrs. Rosie Pill and Mrs. Verna Snyder and one male juror cast their votes for life imprisonment instead of death. Mrs. Ethel Stockton and Mrs. May Brelsford stood straight for first-degree murder without mercy. tt tt u AS the jury filed from the Courthouse, women murder fans in the street shrieked “Kill Hauptmann.” At this time Mrs. Anna Hauptmann was being hurried through the milling mob, a woman bereft, listened to the blood cry. Her conduct In the courtroom was that of a martyr’s wife. Let the crowd howl. Let the law grind and instruct. • To her Richard was innocent. Inside of her, Anna Hauptmann

knew. No woman, not even the most adoring and faithful of wives, can live with a Hauptmann for years without knowing that some place in this man there is darkness, stealth, crime. Anna Hauptmann has eyes of adoration, of infinite sorrow. How she wanted to help her husband in that moment when the word “guilty” branded his lowering brow! How' she leaned forward! How she strove to reach him across the shoulders of his guards! nun NEVER once did she look at the handcuffs on his wrists. She looked into his eyes. “I can walk on my own feet,” she said to Atty. Gen. Wilentz, w'ho pushed his W'ay through the milling throng in the inclosure before the judge’s bench last night to offer her police protection.

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7000 IN STREET CHEER AS JURY CONVICTSBRUNO Panel. Nervous at First, Relaxes at Hotel After Ordeal. BY JAMES C. AUSTIN fnitrd Frrs SUff Corrrspondrnt FLEMINGTON. N. J.. Feb. 14. One of the greatest crowds that ever stood *n the streets of this old town heard the tolling of the courthouse bell denoting that the jury deliberating the fate of Bruno Richard Hauptmann had reached a verdict. The throng was estimated to number nearly 7000. At the same time a solemn group of 12 persons walked into Hunterdon County courtroom, stepped into the jury’ oox and pronounced, one by one, their belief that Hauptmann was guilty of the murder and kidnaping of the Lindbergh baby. It was a contrast of personalties, and that was what packed the county seat of Hunterdon County with more drama than it had seen for many a year. Bruno Appears Calm Hundreds had come to Main-st In the early morning to wait for the gong in the bell tower to sound its knell. They expected it would ring at 1 p. m„ and they waited patiently and in constantly increasing numbers until 10:28 p. m. for the signal. That was six minutes before the jury—the faces of its members-ashen —filed into the box in the smoke filled room it had left more than eleven hours before. It was at least 10 minutes before the prisoner—calmer than his peers—learned he was doomed to death. Outside, watched by alert squads of state policemen, were the thousands eager to cheer a verdict of guilty; ready to lament the unexpected news that Hauptmann had been acquitted. Within a small narrow room filled with exhibits—? the mute evidence produced in mor® than six weeks of trial—were eight men and four women seeking an answer to the greatest problem of their lives. Mob Disperses Early That was why one group entered the courtroom with pale faces and worn bodies, and why another stood in the streets and cheered tolling of a bell that has sounded for the past 107 years every time a verdict was reached. After the verdict was announced, when the tumult was at its height in the streets, the echo of wild cheering was heard by Hauptmann, a few hundred feet away in his cell. The convicted man listened in silence. Within a few minutes the mob io front of the Courthouse began to disperse. An hour after the verdict was read only a few hundred remained in the streets. Jury Gets Beer For the jury which sat through six weeks of testimony, it was a different story. Each felt marked by the event of the night. Each felt that he or she was destined to b® known, not as Charles Walton or Rosie Pill, but as a member of tha jury that convicted Hauptmann. The jury, under heavy polic® guard, marched across the street to its quarters in the hotel. There were attempts at levity that fell flat. Someone in the jury quarters turned on the victrola, but the effort w r as not appreciated—the jury w’as in no mood for music. This mood soon wore off. The hotel management sent up pitchers of beer, the makings of highballs, trays of sandwiches. An hour after the verdict, the jurors were singing. They sang, talked to relatives, and finally at 3 a. m. retired.