The Washington times., 1933-11-27
.C|TY, COUNTY AUTHORITIES
UNLIKELY To INVESTIGATE
K|DNAPER HANG|NGS
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10000 citizens looked on, came to
their deaths at the hands Of
: parties unknown" and that the in
VeStigation locally will end there.
Any State action seemed i'm
probable in view of the state
nent Of Gov. James Rolph, jr.,
In Sacramento that the lynching
"was the best lesson California
has ever given the nation"
He had previously announced
be would not call out the Ma
tional Guard to protect the kid
:. napers.
Who Is the Girl?
But the identity Of the blonde
girl was intriguing San Jose.
After four hours of bitter
fighting between the forces Of
Sheriff William j. Emig, Chief
Of Police j. NJ Black, State high
, way patrolmen and the vigi-
lanteS, final charge was made
at the Jail doors.
=. As the iron portals crashed be-
fore a gigantic battering ram.
=. the peace officers laid down a
heavy barrage Of tear gas and
smoke bombs.
The crowd fell back before the
=. gas, but as the fumes lifted. the
girl, her yellow hair shining
above a fluffy collar on a fur
coat, waved the crowd on to the
Jail and reached the opened
doors with the first.
There she became lost in the
crush of the vigilantes, veterans
by that time of a dozen brushes
with night clubs and tear and
smoke bombs. swarmed to their
business of lynching.
Jail a Wreck
They beat down the fighting
sheriff and his aides and dragged
Holmes and Thurmond from their
cells, across the street to the
pretty park, and there hanged
them to sycamore trees as spot
lights from automobiles cut the
darkness of the night and outlined
the death scenes.
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( lynchings lasted from dusk until
near midnight and left the Jail
and courthouse in front Of it a
= Shambles-all windows smashed,
doors knocked down, and rooms
a, and cells Uttered with debris.
:, Three shots were fired through
81 the Jail windows during the riot
ing, it was learned from. author
ities. The bullets whizzed by
Sheriff Emig and a group of dep
utieS as the mob clamored at the
Jail doors.
r. Bodies In MOrgue
The bodies of Holmes and Thur
: mond and Hart today lay side by
side in the morgue-the victim,
: popular Santa Clara University
= graduate and prominent young
business executive, and the two
: men who said they kidnapped him
November 9, hit him over the
g head, tied and bound him, and
threw him into San Francisco
i; Bay.
Young Hart's body. confirming
the confessions and touching the
spark to the enraged citizenry
here, was recovered yesterday
morning about 25 miles north of
+ San Jose, along the shore Of the
bay.
Thurmond, slender, pale youth,
pleaded as the crowd at the jail,
numbering about 500, took him
from his cell:
"DOn't hang me, please don't
hang mel"
Cheering madly, the lynchers
50 dragged Thurmond out Of the jail,
m old red brick building of Cali
, fornia'S early days, and across the
= street to the park, which had
:, filled with we'll dressed men and
|. women on their way home after
the shows and with students from
Santa Clara and San Jose State
College.
Calls For a Rope
A big, burly man in overalls, but
with uncalloused hands, cried:
"a rope"
A moose fell over the limb of a
tree as automobile spotlights
lighted the scene like a ghastly
episode Of the stage.
"Please, please"
Thurmond still cried, but his
eyes grew CLASSY and he tainted at
the sight of the rope. The throng
yelled
''Up with him."
And the youth swung in slight
breeze. The burly man tugged at
the rope. crying: -
"He didn't give Brooke Hart
o chance"
Cheers went up again.
A few minutes later Holmes,
fighting feverishly against his cap
tors, followed his confederate to
= eternity. He shouted:
/. "You can't do IT,"
Z Many fists beat him to the
! ground.
j Sagged to Knees
He was raised.
=, "What do you say nOw?"
:. The leader of the captors fitted
(. Q moose around his neck.
= Nothing"
Z He sagged to his knees.
, Fifty pairs of hands hauled on
/ his rope and he went up, the
;, crowd stripping him of all his
:; clothing and leaving his naked
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