The Portland daily press., 1895-12-12
ROSES STORY.
She Has Made a Confession to
the Officers.
HOW THE DEAD BABY WAS Bur.
RIED In THE WOOD.

The Wanderings of the Terror Stricken
Girl in the Darkness and the Storm
Mother and Daughter Arraigned in
Court Yesterday-The Case Continued,
Yesterday an attempt was made to find
the body of Rose Dol1y's child which lies
somewhere under the snow in the woods
near Pride's Corner The attempt was
not successful. The searching party was
headed by Deputy Sheriffs Firth, Plum
mer and Collier and was composed in the
main of young men vino live near by
They are all acquainted with the woods
and know every nook and Granny in
them. The officers in directing the
search were guided by statements made
by Rose herself The girl has confessed
and from her confession this is supposed
to be the way in which the crime was
committed
After Rose had taken her child from
| the house in this city where he had been
kept, she and her mother drove TO an in
stitntiod in Deering in the hope that the
| little one might be received by that insti-
tuition Finding that this was not possi-
BILE, the two women started on the long
| drive to Windham. The little boy was
| with them, but the trip for him was to
end in grave in the woods. When, as it
was growing dark, the women reached
the stretch of woods half mile beyond
Pride's Corner, the horse was stopped
| and the young woman alighted. In her
arms was the infant, only six weeks old
The girl and her burden passed from the
| sight of the woman in the carriage. Had
anyone followed Rose Dolly on that
stormy evening, they would have seen
her turn to the left after following the
wood road little way. Splashing
THROUGH THE SNOW
and slush, lodging under low hanging
branches and turning aside to avoid the
trees and olumps of bushes, she soon
came to another wood road. Apparently
the girl had already become confused,
for on this road she made her way nearly
back to the main highway and then
turned, retraced her steps and followed
the winding at into the heart of the
woods. AS she crossed from one road to
the other, the baby's little hood had fall
len off, and with it the handkerchief
which kind hearted woman had pinned
about the li5tle one's head. AS Rose
walked into the woods she took off the
little dress. Then il is believed by the
officers who base their opinion on the
girls own statement, she wrapped the
garment tightly around the baby's head.
Then, as she wandered along,
she stepped from the road
into what she describes as an
open place with no trees. There she knelt
down and laid the little body in hollow
in the gound. Over it she laid pieces of
brush until, as she says, she could not
see the body. The brush she took from
heap which she could reach as she knelt.
Having then buried her child, the girl
stumbled ON through the darkness and
the storm. For a time she followed the
wood road Then she lost it and found
herself on the borders of swamp where
she plunged knee deep in the ice cold
water. She pushed her way through
bushes and underground, travelling in
d half circle until she again reached the
vicinity of the road, coming out in an
open space just beyond where the road
fades away and loses itself in the young
growth. 1t was here that the girl.
| frightened and confused,
DROPPED THE DRESS
| which she had all this time been carry
| ing, and also lost the tassel from the ba-
! by's jacket. She went within few rods
of an old house which stands in the
woods, but does not remember having
seen it,. Thens striking off nearly at right
angles to the general direction she had
been following, she came out in the lane
| leading to Mr.. Pride's house. Down this
! lane she FASTENED, passing young Law
renee on the way, and so regained the
highway, a quarter of IN lie from the
place where she had entered the woods.
The girl must have wandered about in
the woods over an hour; an hour spept
with the picture of the little baby lying
in its shallow grave stamped upon her
mind, and an hour during which added
to the physical suffering caused by the
cold and wet, was the mental anguish
born Of her terror at finding herself losU
in the gloomy woods. What the older
woman thought as she drove back and
forth waiting for the girl, what mother
and daughter said on the long ride home,
is only matter of conjecture.
1t was with the girls story in mind
that the officers began their search yes
terday. The girl had been tracked over
much of her path through the woods, but