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THE MINNEAPOLIS TRIBUNE: SATURDAY JANUARY 5 1935 Lindbergh-s 'It Was Hauptmann's Voice' Sends Shudder Over Courtroom WITNESSKS LEAVE COURT HAUPTMANN TRIAL JURORS IN BOX YESTERDAY Gave Answer to Question in Minds of All, Writer Declares. m, SAYS IS. HIS HMIMUUM1UI 'HIII,IH JMJIW "W " H" , . , JiVL ..... I f ' ' A f MJS :sS . - till t ' f S V- V i t , i ,1 i ! t - j . . 4 ! p V';. - ,f i:;r ; . I ' " J ' Trlbunf-AP WIREPHOTO. Flemington, N. J., Jan. 4. Mrs. Ollie Whateley (left), widow of the late butler for Colonel Charles A. Lindbergh, is shown with Betty Cow, nurse for the kidnaped Lindbergh baby, leaving court at the end of Friday's trial session of the Hauptmann trial. This picture was taken at 2:30 p. m. and transmitted to The Tribune by Wirephoto. MRS. HAUPTMANN IN COURT J('i til ,.. i v VI 4 - - i :: ' 4 r T 8 tie .... , V. . J WWW.W.W.I!'Ml.Uiii.. . . i Kithlrrn Narrii. Trlbune-AP WIREPHOTO. Flemington, N. J., Jan. 4. Mrs. Bruno Richard Hauptmann, wife of the Lindbergh baby murder trial defendant, is shown as she arose from her table in the courtroom as the trial was adjourned for lunch Friday. This picture was taken at 12:45 and transmitted to The Tribune by Wirephoto. t THUMBGUARD TORN FROM LINDY BABY 1 I Km UNABLE Flemington, N. J, Jan. 4. IP) The ordeal from which Anne Lindbergh emerged bravely left Betty Gow, nurse of Anne's kidnaped baby, so shaken she could not testify. The young Scotch girl, last member of the Lindbergh household to see the child alive, sat with quivering lips as Mrs. Lindbergh's gentle voice reviewed the tragedy for 45 minutes Thursday at the Hauptmann trial. The nure, who was next on the prosecution's jist of witnesses, responded when Attorney General David T. Wilentz said: '"Will Miss!was asked- By Kathleen Norris. Conyriihl. 13.V hy the North American Newspaper Alliance, inc. Flemington, N. J., Jan. 4. There was no laughter in the Flemington courthouse Friday. The two and a half hours of morning session were as grim an ordeal as any witness, counsel, jury or judge has ever faced. And during this time there occurred one of the most fearful moments that has come, or "thaf will come, into this or any other trial. It was a mo ment that those of us who are forming a horrified and fascinated audience to this drama can never forget; a moment that gave birth to a hundred questions, and that answered one terrible question once and for all. It came about in this way. When the court opened at 10 o'clock, Colonel Charles Lindbergh, the man whose long, spare figure and likable kindly face, the man whose dramatic record as a flier, whose domestic joy and whose one great! sorrow we have all shared in mak ing him our national idol, was put into the witness box. Shows Strain. He was there Thursday night when court closed after a racking day. He had the experience Thurs dayharder, I imagine, to this particular man's heart and soul than any suffering that he could bear in silence and alone he had the experience of seeing his gentle, dignified, young wife under legal fire, he had to sit silent and hear her quiet, unfaltering voice recalling the scenes that are shut away in both their hearts as a memory of intolerable agony. One could see that he was tired when the merciless review began again, and the dreadful hours of that March morning nearly three years ago were revived and reconstructed into the incredible fabric of this story. Colonel Lindbergh Friday morn ing answered question after ques tion patiently. It has been evident throughout that he wants to help find the truth. He was not think ing of his own feelings; he was answering simply and truthfully; sometimes after thought, often with his long fingers pressed over his eyes. Detail after detail he gave it all to us, until we came to the se quence of events on the night of April 2, a month after the disappearance of his first-born son. Colonel Lindbergh went out to Jafsie's" house in the Bronx that night with $50,000. He wid Jafsie drove to a specified point near a cemetery gate; Jafsie got out of the car, Colonel Lindbergh waited. It was early evening; it was quite dark. Colonel Lindbergh heard a voice call from the cemetery "Hey, Doctor! He waited. Whai Were His Hopes? Did he think, as he waited there, after the long month of hoping and fearing, did he hope, this young, j eager father, that within a few mo- ! ments something soft and light and ' sweet and sleeping might be put ! into his hungry arms, and that once ! again his cheek might stoop to ' brush against the delicate beauty of a child's sleeping faoe? Did he i hope, in his fast-beating heart, that he might presently be stumbling to some casual wayside telephone booth, to give the great news in trembling, incoherent tones to a gentle woman in a house not far away, to stammer to her, "I've got him! He's safe! I'm bringing him home to you!" And was that woman waiting, too. listening to every telephone bell, every step, every sound, saying to herself, "Any minute. Any minute now! It must be true this time!" Manner Is Quiet. Did they feel that, hope that? You and I would have felt so, hoped so, in their places. Perhaps they did. But whether they did or not, only bitter disappointment awaited them once more. The little boy wasn't going to be carried safely home in his father's big arms, he was not destined to receive his young mother's tear-wet kiss. Even then he was lying quiet and alone in the chill spring woods, with his baby eyes forever closed, his responsive, loving baby heart forever stilled. Colonel Lindbergh's manner was quiet, his voice did not change through all this, But presently there came a question that showed us all above what volcanic depths we were poised. "You heard the voice from the cemetery call 'Hey, Doctor!' Did you ever hear that voice again?" he '; - i If jjMfai -iKiiMiii-Mimiiinniii i urn n . n mini 1 1 ii-it ' ' IT -' r "T A' ' ' ' - - &i t Flemington, N. J., Jan. 4. Here are the members of the jury which will decide the fate of Bruno Hauptmann as they appeared in court this morning. The picture was taken at 9 a. m. Minneapolis time, and sent to The Minnepolis Tribune by Wirephoto in eight minutes. Left to right, , Tribune-AH WIKKPHOTO. front row: Charles Walton, Sr., Mrs. Ethel Stockton, Charles Snyder, Mrs. Verna Snyder, Mrs. Rosie Pill, Philip Hockenbury. Back row, Robert Cravatt, Elmer Smith, George Voorhees, Mrs. Mary Brelsford, Liscon C Case, Howard V. Biggs. SCENE DURING RECESS AT IIAUPTMANN'TRIAL Wsj ,t,u( 1 Jit I ' U?' w.J .CL I .21 :itl ! 1 1 i ' - - - , i sis ) i 5 C a i i 1 1 """ ' "' "j f . 'I '"WaU.'-JI"1 L"""" WW''...lJl.'l' : J ; yt n i I I a - r ------ -.a w ' ' ' m ., ,t m 1 " . B if' i . A4A MISSPELLED FOR THREE YEARS FINALLY SET RIGHT Flemington, N. J., Jan. 4. (P) For three years, ever since it has been in the news as a result of the kidnaping of the Lindbergh baby, the name of the Lindbergh butler and his housekeeper wife was spelled "Wheat-ley." Friday the housekeeper, now a widow, went on the witness stand at Bruno Richard Hauptmann's murder trial and the court stenographers got it "Whateley." But that's not right, either. The owner of the name herself set newspapermen right Friday night. It's spelled "Whately." Attorney for Hauptmann Indicates Defense Plan v. -: . r a ; country'i most. fea- grins, her de- By Pat McGrady. I kidnaping of the Flemington, N. J, Jan. 4. (-T) celebrated Baby. Edward J. Reilly, chief defense "It is obviously odd," Reilly de- counsel in the kidnap-murder trial clared, "that the mysterious Violet of Bruno Hauptmann, hinted hejSharpe commits suicide; that fourl filing "Way. Her ujnnlH ottomnt in chnui a rnnnpr- Whatolov ppf a tnmach arhe nnrl 'UreS, Wreathed in broad v,t,,. rv Tkn v rnnA L:. ,.,jjniv. v,, Mr. u-v, ,toi i contrasted sharply with ransom intermediary, and the but-1 goes to England shortly after anor , ' the m0.rni. fessior; ler and housekeeper in the Lind-.Betty Gow leaves for Scotland. All hcn Lindberghs identification of v,,h k,.v,M Ul .Kr.i fto, h. unHKrBh Hauptmann voice had shaken her. Following upon a day of bitter; baby disappears. "I am most happy," she re- warfare between prosecution and, There are i great many discon-'marked- 1 am bc6lnnln8 t0 nave defense, Reilly said at adjourn- nected anKies in the case which we1 a fee!lr,8 t.hat everything will come ment: nronose to comoose into a clear out an ngnt. l icei mai mey wori t hint as to what Br '.nt nf the Lindberch mvsterv. d0 anything to an innocent man." - f ' When we are finished, I believe it " Flemington, N. J., Jan. 4. Scene taken during a recess Friday at the trial of Bruno Richard Hauptmann for the murder of the Lindbergh baby. The jury can b seen in the box and members of opposing counsel art standing about the tables. This picture was taken at 12:39 p. m. and transmitted to The Tribune by Wirephoto in 8 minutes. "I'll give you a the future holds. n q t mm I1LIIIL IILIUIII1U Tn ii ii n-rn ni nil III Hn M MM u nu mniin I he most lmDortant Question or ,iii cVir, fhot Hanntmann i. nnfi the defense case today was askedguilty 0( tne charges the state has BIG CIVIL SERVICE tremendous words were said, 300 pencils scribbled them, and the papers moved in a great audible rush to the doors and went out into the world, and into history. And whatever else this trial develops, never again will it reach so fearful a height. 1 The awful question all our hearts have been asking: Does the stolen baby's father think this other man is guilty? The awful answer; "It was Hauptmann's voice." Cnnvrljht. IMS. when I cross-examined Elsie Whately, wife of the Lindbergh butler." The question was: "Didn't your husband and you know Dr. Condon at New Rochelle in 1931?" Mrs. Whately'g reply was, "No we did not." Whately, the butler, is dead. Nevertheless, Reilly has indicated that he intends bringing to life the long discarded clues that were attached to the names of the Lindbergh household help early In the preferred against him." Reilly said he would bring one handwriting expert from Germany to testify. This man was said to; have been a judge of Teutonic chi-rography for many yean. The attorney also asserted he was "happy" because he aoon will have1 jobs under a bill announced Friday a chance to cross-examine Betty by Representative Sirovich, Demo- EXPANSION SOUGHT Washington, Jan. 4 (P) About 100,000 workers in new deal emergency agencies have to take civil service examinations to hold their Gow, the nurse of the slain baby "She'll tell the truth, I feel sure," he said, "and explain a great num ber of things." crat, New York, chairman ot a special service subcomittee. All post-office appointments would be placed under civil service and the annu Mrs. Hauptmann, who engaged; al pensions of professional men and investigation of the murder andi Reilly to defend her husband, left! women In civil service increased. Brtly Gow please take the stand?" She crossed the courtroom to a chair near the prosecution's table. The attorneys leaned toward her anxiously and conferred. Then Wilentz announced, "If the court please, I will call Colonel Lindbergh instead." Miss Gow, trembling, went bark to her place beside Mrs. Elsie Whateley, widow of the Lindbergh butler. "She was so affected by Mrs. Lindbergh's testimony that we thought it advisable to call Colonel Lindbergh," Wilentz said later. LADY ASHLEY MAY MEET DOUG IN ALPS Tr!bun-AP WIREPHOTO. Flemington, N. J Jan. 4. This picture shows the wire thurr.bguard worn by the Lindbergh baby the! London, Jan. 4. A') Lady Ash-night he was kidnaped. It was' ley, recently divorced in n suit found a hundred yards from the j which named Douglas Fairbanks, home by Betty Gow a month after Sr., as correspondent, is expected the crime. It was entered in evi- to join the movie actor in the Swiss dfhr? today at Hauptmann's trial.! Alps this week-end, friends said Photographed when court adjourn-! Friday. Fairbanks himself was on d lor tie day, the picture was'hii way to Fans, after the liner in !.: ' .:"! to Th' Tribune by' which he crntsed the Atlantic had v.';icpnoto in fight minute. Wiched t Plymouth. 'It Wa Hauptmann's. "I did. It was Hauptmann's voice," Colonel Lindbergh said. He looked at that other young man who has been sitting motionless near him through these three days. A ripple it was like the death shudder of one body went over the packed courtroom. Nobody, for a second, could believe his own ears. Lindbergh it was Lindbergh himself saying these words! The first stunned moment of silence was followed by a flutter the harsh, dry flutter of paper. It was as if a flock of birds had risen from a meadow or a marsh and had taken wild flight out Into the world beyond, the sunshiny, snowy world beyond this quiet, old-fashioned village. And that is exactly what had happened. The wings of the press were spread. For we havent had messengers confusedly coming and going In this courtroom; Instead, a line of boys has stood in every aisle, ready to pass copy out on th prinriplr of a bucket brigade. When thebe HAUPTMANN TRIAL FIGURES AT LUNCH WTW"T"'" 1 u ..i . . ii i i i fry rn ,':) h ' . - , i , I. x; - ! i5.rfwwtrt.fr. & 4 4 i Flemington, N. J., Jan 4. State's witnesses and otherf shown at lunch Friday during a recess in the Hauptmann trial. Row nearest the camera, right to left: P. J. Lannigan, assistant attorney general; Miss F. Reilly, attorney general's staff; Mrs. Robert Peacock, wife of assistant attorney general; Captain John L. A Trlbune-AP WIREPHOTO. Lamb, state police; and three unidentified men. Row facing camera, left to right: Deputy Chief Inspector Harry Walsh, Jersey City police; Mrs. Ollie Whateley, Betty Cow, Maraaret Walsh, daughter of inspector; De-tectivs Louis Bornman, state police, and Federal Agent Thomas Sisk, Flemington, N. J, Jan. AUP) Bruno Hauptmann braced himself Friday and appeared to withstand more successfully than before the legal blows the prosecution in the Lindbergh kidnap-murder trial heaped upon him. With his shoulders squared and his mouth set in a hard line, ht heard Colonel Charles A. Lindbergh declare the voice of the kid nap-ransom collector "was Hauptmann's voice." When ColoneJ Lindbergh made the accusation, tha color rose in the carpenter'i faca and he swallowed, but he gave n other indication of mental disturbance. Soon thereafter Edward J. Reilly, chief defense counsel, was leading the colonel through a maze' of cross-examination questions and Hauptmann assumed the role of aa interested spectator. An Interruption occurred and ha engaged in an extended, animated conversation with his wife, who was seated near him at the end of tha defense table. She smiled frequently and he responded as they talked partly in German and partly in English. Hauptmann's nerve apparently had returned since Thursday, when Attorney General David T. Wilentz, in the opening statement for the state, singled him out and declared "the man who murdered that child sits in this courtroom." Hauptmann marched with military precision to and from his scat near the defense table. Often hn guards were held back tightly by the crowd, but he marched on alone, pushing his way to the littla steel door in the adjoining anteroom, which leads to his jail cell. 7 Fishermen Drown, 5 Saved in Collision Havana, Jan. 4. UP) Seven fishermen died in the shark-infested waters of the Gulf of Mexico off Havana Friday night when the S. S. Seatrain Havana rammed and sank their frail fishing smack, the Julian " Bengoechea. Five of the crew of 12 were dragged from the water 45 minutes after the collision, almost exhausted. The Seatrain, bound for New York with a cargo of loaded freight cars, had left Havana a short time before the collision. The fishing smack was inbound from the fishing grounds off the roast of Yucatan with i load of fish.

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