The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1936-01-16

spite the pale glow OF a January
sun on the long pile of dull red
stone, when Mrs. Hauptmann went
to the death cell to tell her hus-
band that she had no definite
promise of reprieve or any other
such action to save him.
Bruno Gets Silent Treatment.
Wearing small black hat, from
which her yellow hair fell to the
nape of her neck, she hurried from
her cab, across the sidewalk and up
a half dozen gray steps to the main
entrance, where an overhanging
arch cut off the meager sunlight.
Inside, she was passed by the
guards and taken to the death
house where Hauptmann and five
other condemned men live in cells
adjoining the electrocution cham
Der.
The convicted kidnaper has been
given the silent treatment" has
been left strictly one by Kimber-
ling since last Saturday, But Mrs.
Hauptmann saw little change in his
appearance.
A bright light beamed on his face
as she stood outside the bars of the
cell and outside heavy screen, I'M
able to touch him as she said
good-by, perhaps for the last time.
Little Emotion Shown
A skylight gave vague glimpse
Of the bright sky but permitted
Hauptmann barely to tell that there
was daylight outside.
There was, as ever, little emotion
In their meeting. Hauptmann knew
as he peered through the screen at
the quiet woman in the corridor,
that he might never see her again.
But II he recalled their happier
days together, if he recalled the des-
perate battle she has made to aid
him since his arrest, there was no
mention of it between them.
Sorrowfully, Mrs. Hauptmann told
him that she did not have any good
news. The court battle so far, she
said, had been in vsir, There was,
of course. still hope. Something
that vague something" which de-
Tense counsel so frequently have
mentioned-might be done in the
courts, possibly in Washington.
But there was no news of a re-
prieve.
The nerves which have made the
prisoner a man of ice except on
rare occasion again withstood the
shock of mo news" as the hours
sped toward tomorrow night when
they will send for him to take a
few steps along the corridor, through
door as gray and cold as death
itself and into eternity.
Neither Sheds Tear
Neither Hauptmann nor his wife
shed a tear that could be seen bv
thoSe lew who were present when
they said their simple good-by.
he asked in tonelesS voice about
the baby and she told him of the
child who was brought here last
night, but who will never see his
father in the house of condemned
men.
They talked, mostly in German.
Tor more than half an hour. When
she returned to the prison lobby.
MRS. Hauptmann was dry-eyed and.
occasionally, smile f1ickered on
her colorless lips.
She sat for a few minutes in a
stiff oak chair and then went into
the office of Warden Kimberling.
While she talked to the warden.
the undertaken who usually handles
funerals from the prison entered
and sat in the chair she had lust
left.
Crowd Awaits Departure
Whether Mrs. Hauptmann had
made arrangements to claim the
body of her husband was not re-
Vealed Immediately.
Outside the prison. a crowd had
collected on the sidewalk. Old
women in white housecaps and
shawls had come from the nearby
shabby houses to catch a glimpse of
Mrs. Hauptmann.
An aged toothless woman in an
old brown coat leaned against the
fender of a motion picture camera
automobile and wept softly.
Children played on the dirty
brown steps leading into the main
entrance. Truck drivers in dirty
overalls and caps craned their necks
to see over the movie apparatus TO-
cused on the entrance.
Mrs. Hauptmann came timidly
from the prison. She appeared to
have changed little since the frantic
days when her husbands name was
blazoned in headlines at the time
police broke" the Lindbergh case.
Gives Evasive Answers
The frantic. dazed look that made
her face blank when the battle
over Hauptmann began was gone
and she seemed more sure of herself.
although by no means confident of
success.
She made her way, under expert
guidance, through the crowd and
waited patiently as her taxicab was
surrounded.
She has learned to answer ques-
tons evasively. She neatly avoided
a query as to whether she had seen
the Governor by saying:
IF you know that you know
more than I do"
She had learned also how to say:
No comment on that"
Bruno Still Hopeful
After she had gone, Kimberling
said:
This was their final visit unless
something develops that would be a
reason for allowing Mrs Haunt