The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1908-05-11

exoltod but had good control Of himself
~oonsidorihg what he had just been through.
In his broken EnglSh be told me all aboutit,
he Said that when Mrs. Guinness wrote
. him that HE brother had gone away
b did not Believe II, because his brother
want the kind Of man to stay away four
months without letting him know where
he was. When he heard that the house
Was burned he anne to Laporte, The
more he thought OF II the more he was
aurs that Andrew had been murdered
He said that as he was standing up on the
hill hS Wondered how the woman would
have disposed Of the body II she had really
killed his brother. Burying 1t was the
first thing no thought Of. SO then he asked
Joe MaXson, the Guinness hired man, II
he knew OF any holes being dug around
there lately. Joe told him yes, that a
couple Of months or 80 ago Mrs. Guinness
had told him to Dig a hole in the garden
10 put some rubbish in, Joe said he did
dig Ne hole and MIRA Guinness filled 1t up
some time when no wasnot around
DIDN'T HAvE PAR TO DIU,
I went and got u spade from the barn.
said Helglean, and went into that garden
and began digging where MaSson said he
had dug the hole. Not SIX inches under the
surface | hit a bunch Ct rubbish tin cans.
old pals and rags and 80 on. kept on till
! had got all the rubbish OUT The very
hrst stroke Of the spade after that cut iuto
tho ~gunnysaks that held my brothers
body
That Was all the digging HelglAn did,
but with that single stroke OF HE spade he
dug UP not only his brothers body, but the
most startling tale VI crime OF many years.
Body after body WAS recovered from that
sickSning little murder patch until ten had
been eIhumed. For the present there tue
totals rest. but no man here believes the
story has been told 10 the end.
The diggers did no work to-day and the
Sheriff says they will dig no more for sew
sral days. not, IN fact, until the digging can
be carried on without the presence Of a mob
Of curious spectators.
At present the Guinness place is so over
run by people drawn there solely by tho
notoriety the farm has achieved that no
methodical work can be carried on. To-
day being the frst Sunday since the authori-
ties began making CHASTITY discoveries, the
crowds broke all records. Throngs began
10 flock out from Town along the McClung
road a. early as 9 O'Clock, A delegation Of
500 arrived from South Bend. An e1cur-
sion was nun from Chicago aud other hun.
dreds were picked up all along the route.
Add to these the Laporte residents who sue
cumbed 70 curiosity. and II is clear that not
fever than 10000 persons visited the murder
farm to-day.
SOUVENIR POS ARD
Hundreds Of them walked, it being a
ane sunlit day; hundreds more rode out in
hacks and buses, while others got there
IN automobiles, The regulation omnibus
fare was 81 for the round trip and at the
farm were many Of the trimmings usual at
county fairs, including peanut and popcorn
stands. Arriving at the farm ones ears we're
saluted by the cries Of takers shouting
sHere you are getyour souvenir postcards
Mrs. Guinness and children. Ten cents a
apiece, three for a quarter Those who
knew the Gunnesses agreed that the por-
traits were excellent, and they went like
hot cakes. The local photographer did bust
ness on a large scale, He had not only photo
graphs OF Mrs. Guinness and the three chill
dren, but also Of Andrew Helglean and Ole
Budaberg, two Of the victims Of Belle Gun
ness. and OF Sheriff shutter, Coroner Mack
and the house Of slaughter.
The thousands roamed the Guinness farm
At their pleasure They hitohed their horses
10 the apple trees. oombed the ruins for
souvenirs, stood about the graves in the
murder plot and even poked hopefully into
them with sticks. When they grew tired
Of this they sat under the evergreen trees
on the wide lawn that takes a fifty yard run
from the burned house to the country road, |
and many Of them spread their basket
luncheons aud ate with every sign Of con-
tentment.
Camera fends were everywhere and i'm
promptu digging parties we're busy all over
the farm. At only two points we're guards
PLACID. At the fire ruins stood queer.
twisted, stoop shouldered little Dan Hudson,
10 see that no one went into the cellar. At
the carriage house. whicn il the temporary
morgue, stood silent Joe Maxson, the moi
quite bright" SSede who did chores about
the Guinness place. The morgue was open
only an hour or 80. So great was the rush
10 zee the pitiful remnants Of Jennie Olson
and the three unidentified whose bodies
are still in The carriage house, that the
Sheriff had 10 order the doors closed before
noon. Before thu. with handkerchlefs to
their faces. the throng pressed eagerly, in.
Everybody came shuddering away and some
women i~ainted, but still the crush con-
tinued.
LrrLE DAN A HERO.
Nearly all day long little Dan Hudson
haranEued successive audiences 80 he stood
q heap Of Are marked bricks. Dan has
dig up the ten bodies and mes not
aVeEse 10 talking abou. it, or course, its all
highly lameutable. but little old Dan is not
foraetting that after all Laporte Is in the
linshGht a. never beso,s and that he. Dan
hudson, stands just now IN the fierce IL
Elimination thst beats upon the house Of
slaughter. '"Tis = tuuble thing said Dan
not fewer than fifty times to-day, out his
boady little eye twinkled withheld, per-
haps not pleasure exactly, but at all events
with interest and pleasurable excitement.
A week ago he was only +old Dan Hudson
From now on TO the dsy Of his death he is
10 be Inovn a. the man who dug them up"
and @: all L6iS little old Dan IS quite pleas
aware,
IT'S a turrible thing" said Dan. "ths
she pulled them poor fellers or. D.
mind how she allus started out writin'
shout business? That sounded kinder sem
uible. ye see. She tells EN- all about havin'
$4,000 prop'ty. but SOS the game won't