The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1934-01-30


seemed to have gone from the ten
The writer and two police offit
fate of the Indiana convicts. In
the courthouse, armed guards pictu
stood with shotguns ready for any
henchmen.
The girl in the upper window
leaned out and called the reporter
by name.
Did they take Johnny away last
night?" she asked.
He went this afternoon" was the
answer.
Where did he go?" asked the
girl.
who are you?" called one of the
police officers.
Mary Kinder" came the reply.
Did they take Harry PierEont away
tonight, too?"
mo, he's still here" said one of
the men.
Are you sure?" asked Mary, a
note of anxiety in her voice.
Where are they going to take
him and when?" she asked.
HE and Makley and Clark are
scheduled to go to Ohio" said a po-
lice officer.
oh, My God!'
Mary Kinder paused, silent for a
moment. Then with a low voiced
"Oh, my God!" she left the win
dow, sobbing.
1t was the first time she had
shown the least emotion since ner
arrest. 1t was obvious that she
realized that the man with whom
she had obtained a license to wed
last night was to be taken to Ohio
to answer for the murder of Sheriff
Jess Sarber.
The announcement that Pierpont
and Mary had obtained license
to marry last night was among the
amazing incidents of the past
twenty-four hours.
The pair, both under arrest as
members of the terror mob" OBJ
tanned a license to wed from Mrs.
Lenna Burgess, court clerk, it was
learned.
In vain the couple attempted to
be merged" But a Catholic priest
refused on the grounds that he I'M
derStood Mary was a divorced wom-
an and Judge Budlong, Tucson JUS
tice of the peace, likewise refused
to perform the ceremony because he
said he had learned that Mary al
ready had a husband doing time in
the Indiana state prison.
Vernon Shields, Indiana state
policeman, seemed to have the best
explanation of the strange engage
ment.
"A married woman" he declared,
"can not be forced to testify against
her own husband"
All day, Mary's attitude had been
one of buoyant observation-disclosures.
She sat with the other women ar
rested with the gang in their sunny
room on the top floor of the jail.
Opal Long, homely red-headed
paramount of Clark, read several
movie magazines. Ann Martin toyed
with her interminable jig-saw puzzle
and Mary played with Pat" the
bulldog.
The reporter asked the Long
woman if her real name was ISeley
or Eisley. She answered in the
negative, but look crossed the face
of Ann Martin, which indicated that
the name was not unfamiliar to her.
The three women seemed uncon-
cerned, almost happy.
"Give the Girl a Break"
For a few minutes they we're ia
ken to the lower floor of the Jail
and allowed to talk to Dillinger
and Pierpont outside the barred
cage which surrounds the cells.
The writer handed Mary Kinder
a copy of a morning newspaper.
1--WE seen you before in Indian
apolis,' said Pierpont to the re-
porter.
1T wasn't so long ago, either" said
the trigger man" II was busy
looking for that-Leach, the dirty.
was shadowing him. Just tell him
that when you see him. I'll get him
yet, too"
Pierpont's tone softened. He
looked fondly at Mary.
Just give the girl break in your
stories" he said. She's good kid"
An unfamiliar quietude settled
around the courthouse today as a
morbidly curious crowd of towns
folk vainly sought to gain entrance
to the Jail and see the remaining
members of the terror mob"
Seeing the prisoners was the
chief pastime in this border health
resort yesterday and Sunday as
more than LOO persons filed in
steady procession up to the cells in
which Dillinger, Pierpont, Makley
and Clark were held
And the terror mobsters," modify
enjoying and resenting the milling
throng, paced up and down in their