Evening star., 1935-01-22
BY ANNE GORDON SUYDAM.

PENNINGTON, N. j., January o.
The color of Bruno Richard Haupt-
mann's face is now the color of the
belly of a dead fish He exudes such
a clammy miaSma that you feel he
must be cold to touch, if you were
allowed to touch him. But there is a
dry ice which burns, and I believe
Hauptmann to be just such strange
paradox-a human being made up by
just such curious chemical formula.
He is the ice which burns; he is the
cold ether which paralyzeS and then
stirs the senses; his mind, his whole
being is the volcano which has formed
the cold, metallic lava which is his
body.
His sympathists II coin word be-
cause these people are a culD attribute
his color to the Well-known prison
pallor. 1t is true that Hauptmann has
been incarcerated since the day OF his
arrest. over four months ago, and that,
with the exception of his drive from
New York to Pennington at the time
OF his eXtradition, he has not known
the direct benefit of either zephyr or
blizzard. During that drive he had
his latest glimpse of that tent of
blue which prisoners call the sky"
Kept Fit in Bull Pen.
Nevertheless, his warden reports he
eats well; he is reputed to have gained
few pounds since being imprisoned
which is an object lesson to many of
us to keep out of jail-and his eXer-
else in his own private bull pen is said
to have kept him so fit that his
muscles have not deteriorated
Prison pallor may have played its
part in developing his general ghastli-
, ness, but believe that tortured nerves
and torturing fear have etched their
fearful handiWork upon his face. But
not a tortured conscience. There are
! those in this world who might spur
! themselves to a great crime and there
after be hag-ridden by remorse to the
! end of their days. but not SO Bruno
Richard Hauptmann.
He may have been Shrewd enough
to plan and commit this crime single
handed. but l believe him to be SO
Supremely egocentric as inevitably to
make some such boast as that which
Immediately led to his arrest.
I sit just behind Hauptmann's wife,
and as l study her and occasionally
exchange a few words with her, l
believe that my reactions are those of
any normal human being endowed
presumably with one part heart and
one part brain. I am not inclined,
so far as I know, to let either Senti-
ment or cyniciSm run away with me.
My heart is inevitably and profoundly
pitiful to any woman entangled in
such q CHASTITY web.
Whether she knew about this crime
| beforehand, whether she was told
! afterward, whether she became SuS-
| picious only when Hauptmann quit
his job and began spending money
/ more freely than she had ever seen
/ him spend it, or whether her first
horrible realization came when she
| accompanied the police to the Haupt-
mann garage and saw them dig Sc
creted blood money from tin cans
| and wooden beams, none of us knows
| yet. But those Of us who have
watched her from day to day, and
| who have seen with what alteration
| she watches her Richard, are inclined
to believe that even though she knew
! him to be the original Judas, she
would be there to cut the moose from
around his agoniZed neck, and if he
had spent his 80 pieces of silver. she
would try to redeem and repay his
! guilty money by scrubbing floors or by
standing hopeleSSly, but still hope
fully, on street corners.
Speaks Through Cage.
! Twice a week she enters a three
sided -meShed cage. which is
moved into Hauptmann's bull pen,
! and from which she speaks to him.
| Two armed guards, relieved every few
hours, stand guard within the bull pen,
and one guard stays throughout the
night within his cell. This guard is
| net armed-you see, he might fall