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January 26, 1935
BRUNO ALMOST BREAKS UNDER WILENTZ' LASHING
Telltale Spelling Brings Him Near Collapse
By Martin Sommers
Staff Correspondent of The News
Flemington, N. J., Jan. 25 -- Under a vicious bull-terrier cross examination, Bruno Richard Hauptmann appeared groggy, in a state of collapse verging on the point of a guilty admission, as the adjournment of court saved him from Attorney General David T. Wilentz' lashing tongue this afternoon.
Perspiration stood out in beads on his gray face, he beat at the arms of his char, and he paused, stuttering, to avoid answers that would brand him the self-confessed killer of the Lindbergh baby and the collector of the ransom money.
With the spectacle of their client wilting and breaking before their eyes, Lloyd Fisher and Frederick A. Pope, attorneys for the defense, leaped to their feet and shouted objections. They stampeded around in front of the bench trying to divert Wilentz' scorching attack until Justice Thomas W. Trenchard told Fisher not to "yell".
The crowded courtroom, jammed with hundreds of thrill-seeking celebrities from New York, momentarily hissed the attorneys trying to save the breaking witness, who had been on the stand telling his story for six hours before Wilentz lashed into him. Court attendants shouting "quiet" instantly restored order.
The Telltale Spelling
The sight of the word "boat", spelled as "boad," as writte in the deadly St. Raymond's Cemetary ransom payment note, was what unnerved the wilting Hauptmann until he appeared about to collapse in confessional.
Opening the stinging cross-quiz, Wilentz sneeringly insinuated he was dealing with a liar, thief, and murderer. He badgered Hauptmann with records of lies and then brutally spun upon him the record of his crimes in Germany before he smuggled his way into this country.
As Hauptmann grew groggier and groggier, Lindbergh trembled like a leaf. He seemed to feel that Hauptmann, accused killer of his child, was on the point of confessio -- and he was eager for the legal kill.
LINDBERGH BOILS, RESTRAINS FURY
By Robert Conway
Staff Correspondent of The News
Flemington, N. J., Jan. 25 -- Col. Charles A. Lindbergh, slim hero who has always hidden his emotions under a boyish mask, today threatened to boil over like scalding lava as he listened to the parrot-like voice of Bruno Richard Hauptmann, the man he believes murdered his golden-haired son.
For more than five hours, Lindbergh sat, arms clasped like vises as if to still his thumping heart, his blue eyes never leaving for more than a few seconds the furtive gimlet eyes of Hauptmann. Every minute of that time Lindbergh was metamorphosed from a world hero into a simple, loving father fighting for self control.
That isn't an exaggeration -- those closest to him, indeed, were several times impelled to lean over and place a restraining hand on his knee or arm.
FIND 14 SHIP CRASH BODIES
DEATH LIST TOTALS 15 -- 32 MISSING
By Warren Hall
Fourteen frozen bodies bobbed in the oil-coated waves off Sea Girt, N. J. yesterday to chill all hope for thirty-two passengers and crew members still missing fron the $2,000,000 Ward liner Mohawk, which sank in fifty feet of water four miles off Sea Girt Thursday night after having been knifed amidship by the freighter Talisman.
Two rescue ships, arriving with 116 injured and frostbitten survivors, also carried the body of E. R. Barr, who died after being picked up from a lifeboat. This brought the known dead to 15.
38,000 ARMY ROUTS GREAT SNOW DRIFTS
By Dick Lee
Commissioner of Sanitation Thomas Hammond, who learned about fighting battles as a member of John J. Pershing's general staff in France, called up his new commander in chief, Mayor Fiorello H. LaGuardia, last night to report that his snow-fighting army, 38,000 strong, had met the enemy and had won.
"It was a magnificent victory, no matter what our carping critics say," the Mayor announced, giving a pat on the back to his head snow-remover who had bowled over the record-breaking drifts. "People do not seem to realize that at 3 o'clock last Thursday morning, New York City was blanketed with 17 inches of snow, the worst blizzard the city had seen since 1888, when traffic was tied up for nearly four days. By 7 o'clock, Hammond had his army mobilized, and that same day the streets were open to traffic."
VOICE OF THE PEOPLE
Calls Us Several Things
Manhattan: You lousy News, so you want us to join the World Court now. Changed your minds, eh? I suppose you've invested some of your lousy dollars in Europe, so you'd like to see some more of our boys go over and get killed trying to collect it for you. You rotters, that's really what you must be. If you were really American, your attitude would be a helluva lot different. -- REAL AMERICAN
Dollars And The Man
Brooklyn: To All American Girl, who says soldiers are cheap, rude and sarcastic, I'll say that I never knew any soldiers until last Summer, when I went on a blind date on a Government boat ride, and I'll say I found him a perfect gentleman in every respect, as well as the other soldiers in his outfit. Did you want this soldier boy of yours only for his money, All American Girl? Surely no good girl in love thinks of what she can get the man to spend on her. -- REAL AMERICAN GIRL
BRUNO ALMOST BREAKS UNDER WILENTZ' LASHING
Telltale Spelling Brings Him Near Collapse
By Martin Sommers
Staff Correspondent of The News
Flemington, N. J., Jan. 25 -- Under a vicious bull-terrier cross examination, Bruno Richard Hauptmann appeared groggy, in a state of collapse verging on the point of a guilty admission, as the adjournment of court saved him from Attorney General David T. Wilentz' lashing tongue this afternoon.
Perspiration stood out in beads on his gray face, he beat at the arms of his char, and he paused, stuttering, to avoid answers that would brand him the self-confessed killer of the Lindbergh baby and the collector of the ransom money.
With the spectacle of their client wilting and breaking before their eyes, Lloyd Fisher and Frederick A. Pope, attorneys for the defense, leaped to their feet and shouted objections. They stampeded around in front of the bench trying to divert Wilentz' scorching attack until Justice Thomas W. Trenchard told Fisher not to "yell".
The crowded courtroom, jammed with hundreds of thrill-seeking celebrities from New York, momentarily hissed the attorneys trying to save the breaking witness, who had been on the stand telling his story for six hours before Wilentz lashed into him. Court attendants shouting "quiet" instantly restored order.
The Telltale Spelling
The sight of the word "boat", spelled as "boad," as writte in the deadly St. Raymond's Cemetary ransom payment note, was what unnerved the wilting Hauptmann until he appeared about to collapse in confessional.
Opening the stinging cross-quiz, Wilentz sneeringly insinuated he was dealing with a liar, thief, and murderer. He badgered Hauptmann with records of lies and then brutally spun upon him the record of his crimes in Germany before he smuggled his way into this country.
As Hauptmann grew groggier and groggier, Lindbergh trembled like a leaf. He seemed to feel that Hauptmann, accused killer of his child, was on the point of confessio -- and he was eager for the legal kill.
LINDBERGH BOILS, RESTRAINS FURY
By Robert Conway
Staff Correspondent of The News
Flemington, N. J., Jan. 25 -- Col. Charles A. Lindbergh, slim hero who has always hidden his emotions under a boyish mask, today threatened to boil over like scalding lava as he listened to the parrot-like voice of Bruno Richard Hauptmann, the man he believes murdered his golden-haired son.
For more than five hours, Lindbergh sat, arms clasped like vises as if to still his thumping heart, his blue eyes never leaving for more than a few seconds the furtive gimlet eyes of Hauptmann. Every minute of that time Lindbergh was metamorphosed from a world hero into a simple, loving father fighting for self control.
That isn't an exaggeration -- those closest to him, indeed, were several times impelled to lean over and place a restraining hand on his knee or arm.
FIND 14 SHIP CRASH BODIES
DEATH LIST TOTALS 15 -- 32 MISSING
By Warren Hall
Fourteen frozen bodies bobbed in the oil-coated waves off Sea Girt, N. J. yesterday to chill all hope for thirty-two passengers and crew members still missing fron the $2,000,000 Ward liner Mohawk, which sank in fifty feet of water four miles off Sea Girt Thursday night after having been knifed amidship by the freighter Talisman.
Two rescue ships, arriving with 116 injured and frostbitten survivors, also carried the body of E. R. Barr, who died after being picked up from a lifeboat. This brought the known dead to 15.
38,000 ARMY ROUTS GREAT SNOW DRIFTS
By Dick Lee
Commissioner of Sanitation Thomas Hammond, who learned about fighting battles as a member of John J. Pershing's general staff in France, called up his new commander in chief, Mayor Fiorello H. LaGuardia, last night to report that his snow-fighting army, 38,000 strong, had met the enemy and had won.
"It was a magnificent victory, no matter what our carping critics say," the Mayor announced, giving a pat on the back to his head snow-remover who had bowled over the record-breaking drifts. "People do not seem to realize that at 3 o'clock last Thursday morning, New York City was blanketed with 17 inches of snow, the worst blizzard the city had seen since 1888, when traffic was tied up for nearly four days. By 7 o'clock, Hammond had his army mobilized, and that same day the streets were open to traffic."
VOICE OF THE PEOPLE
Calls Us Several Things
Manhattan: You lousy News, so you want us to join the World Court now. Changed your minds, eh? I suppose you've invested some of your lousy dollars in Europe, so you'd like to see some more of our boys go over and get killed trying to collect it for you. You rotters, that's really what you must be. If you were really American, your attitude would be a helluva lot different. -- REAL AMERICAN
Dollars And The Man
Brooklyn: To All American Girl, who says soldiers are cheap, rude and sarcastic, I'll say that I never knew any soldiers until last Summer, when I went on a blind date on a Government boat ride, and I'll say I found him a perfect gentleman in every respect, as well as the other soldiers in his outfit. Did you want this soldier boy of yours only for his money, All American Girl? Surely no good girl in love thinks of what she can get the man to spend on her. -- REAL AMERICAN GIRL