The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1935-02-12
WILENTZ URGES NO
MERCY UPON JURY
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rative of innocence.
His reward was silence. The
silence that greets an orator who
has people holding their breath,
waiting for the next word to drop
from his lips. There must have
been the same kind of silence
when Lincoln finished his Gettys-
burg address.
The two men whom you would
least expect to fall under the spell
of lawyer were clay in the hands
of Reilly yesterday. They were
Bruno Richard Hauptmann and
Col. Chas. A. Lindbergh. Lind
bergh's face was tense and tight
as if he realized that these words
were doing more toward saving
the man accused of numbering
his baby than anything spoken by
witness for the defense. The
flush of hope was in Hauptmann's
, cheeks. His eyes sparkled with
the knowledge that now, at last,
somebody was putting up great
fight to save his life.
Shrewdly and without any de-
lay, Reilly lunged at the weakest
/ link in the states case against
Haputmann-the fact that all evil
dence was circumstantial. Nobody
saw Hauptmann climb that lad
der; nobody saw him carry the
child through the open window in
to the blustery night; nobody
could swear that Hauptmann
scooped a trench in the Sourland
mountain clay and buried the
body.
A few minutes before the jury
had listened to Anthony M.
Hauck, Jr., Hunterdon county
prosecutor, deliver the opening
summation for the state. 1t was
a story heard in this courtroom
before; heard in the opening state
ment of Acknowledgement David
T. Wilentz and from the lips of
witnesses.
Hauck reviewed all the evil
dence. He told how Anne Morrow
Lindbergh had identified the
sleeping garment sent back by the
kidnaper; reminded the jury that
eight experts had sworn that
Hauptmann wrote the ransom
notes; dinner in their ears and
their hearts again the tragic SEN
tence that Lindbergh spoke on
that night.
canine, they have kidnapped our
baby"
/ Hauck reviewed the testimony
of "Jafsie"; the various identit-
cations of Hauptmann; and said
the ransom money found in the
Bronx garage blackened and
! damned the prisoner with guilt.
AndSwhen he had told all that,
he spun on his heel, leveled his
finger at the defendant and shout
ed:
ooh, there is plenty of evil
dence here that cries 'Hauptmann,
Hauptmann, Hauptmann.' Plenty
of evidence to justify my request
that you convict Bruno Richard
Hauptmann of first degree muir
der"
What effect Hauck'S speech had
on the jury, nobody knows. But
the courtroom was restless as ne
talked, and it had not quieted
down when Reilly got up to de-
liver the last words that can be
spoken in this courtroom IN
Hauptmann's behalf.
Reilly walked to the jury box
heard the rustic through the room
and asked a court attendant to
lower a window shade. By the
time that had been done, it was
quiet throughout the room and all
eyes were on Reilly. He stood
there, big, bluff. impressive IN his
striped trousers and morning
coat. In his hand he held Bible;
81 want to give you a text,
Reilly began in conversational
voice. at is Judge not lest we be
Judged"
Thirty years ago Reilly spoke
thod esame words to the first jury
he ever addressed. He won that
case and he brought the same
strategy into play yesterday in
the hope that the omen OF luck
would hold true in the trial on