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Arthur J. Burnham. |
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A. Burnham & Family |
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Henry & Blanche Wayne
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Blanche Wayne |
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September 21, 1911
Colorado Springs Gazette, Colorado Springs, Colorado
SIX KILLED IN WHOLESALE MURDER
MAN, TWO WOMEN, THREE CHILDREN MEET DEATH AT HANDS OF FIEND WITH AX
Two Whole Families Almost Completely Annihilated; Henry F. Wayne, Wife and
Infant; Mrs. Alice Burnham and Two Babes the Victims; A.J. Burnham, the
Surviving Husband, Taken Into Custody.
The most fiendish murderer this city has ever known stalked
red-handed in Colorado Springs Sunday night, and all his victims, six in number,
were killed as they slept, their heads crushed with an ax.
The dead:
Henry F. Wayne, aged 30 years; his wife, Blanche McGinnis
Wayne, aged 26, and their baby daughter, Blanch, 2 years old, 743 Harrison
place.
Mrs. Alice May Burnham, 25 years, wife of Arthur J. Burnham,
a yardman at the Modern Woodmen sanatorium, and her two children, Alice, 6
years, and John, 3 years old, of 321 West Dale street, but a few steps from the
Wayne house.
Little Alice Burnham, judging from the position in which her
body was found, was awakened and tried to escape. But the murderer struck her
down and she fell partly across the body of her mother. With the exception of
the little girl, all the victims were evidently killed either before they awoke
or before they had a chance to move.
Burnham was brought to Colorado Springs from the sanatorium
an hour after the wholesale murder was discovered, shortly before 2 o'clock
yesterday afternoon, and is being held at the county jail.
He is not charged directly with having committed the brutal
crime, but the authorities are working on clews that may make it extremely
difficult for him to disprove their theories.
At the county jail last night Burnham declared to newspaper
men:
"You will have to look elsewhere for the murderer."
In the absence of any clews Burnham will be called upon to
tell where he was between 7:30 o'clock last Sunday evening and 5 o'clock the
following Monday morning.
The crime, committed Sunday night, as nearly as can be
determined, was not discovered until about 2 o'clock yesterday afternoon. Mrs.
Nettie Ruth, 931 South Sierra Madre Street, a sister of Mrs. Burnham, and Miss
Anna Merritt, 730 North Pine street, were the first to find the bodies in the
Burnham home.
An odor of decayed flesh greeted them as they opened the back
door of Burnham's house with a key secured at the home of Miss Merritt, half a
block away.
"Oh, suppose we find May and her babies dead in the house,"
exclaimed Mrs. Ruth as she and Miss Merritt neared the Burnham home. "It would
be terrible, terrible!"
Together the two women unlocked the door in the rear of the
house. The lock caught and it was a minute or two before they could turn the
key. On a table in the little rear room, used jointly as a kitchen, dining room
and bedroom, were the remains of Sunday evening's supper, "just the same," Mrs.
Ruth declared last night, "as when I left my sister's house Sunday night about a
quarter after 9."
The bed in the rear room had not been disturbed. The women
pushed open the door leading to the front bedroom half expecting to see some
signs of a tragedy, but little suspecting the shocking sight that confronted
them.
Over on the bed there appeared to be a pile of bed clothing,
but Mrs. Ruth declared she did not at once see the dead forms upon it. She first
---- the great splotches of blood on the wall and then the body of her little
niece, lying on the edge of the bed with her skull crushed.
The women did not look further, both ran screaming from the
house. Two men who were passing the house went in while the women waited. -
moment later they rushed out and the story of the triple murder spread like wild
fire.
AUTHORITIES NOTIFIED
The coroner, police and sheriff's office were notified by
telephone and officers were rushed to the house of death -- automobiles. Almost
immediately after the arrival of Coroner Jackson at the scene, neighbors
remarked that no one had seen about the Wayne house, just a few steps from the
Burnham's back door, since Sunday last.
Assistant Police Chief Springer and --her officers forced an
entrance into the house and found Wayne, his wife and baby lying dead in the
same bed. Their skulls, as was the cause in the house next door, had been beaten
in with some heavy instrument. A blood-stained ax was found at Wayne's backdoor.
It had been borrowed from Mrs. J.R. Evans, a neighbor, by Wayne, a few days ago
to chop wood. Hundred flocked to the scene of the wholesale murder. Men cursed
and swore and threatened lynching if the murderer could be found, women and
children with faces white and tear stained formed in groups and talked in
whispers of the terrible tragedy.
Inside the houses of death the corner, the police, the
sheriff and his --des and Deputy Attorney Burns of the district attorney's
office and his assistants were searching for clews and probable motives of the
crime.
ROBBERY NOT OBJECT
That robbery was not in the mind of the murderer was shown in
this-old bracelets were upon the arms of Mrs. Wayne; a gold watch lay on a
dresser in the Burnham home. Nothing was molested in either house, the midnight
intruder was content when he saw the bodies of his six victims stretched out
before him.
The doors of both houses were locked with keys, showing the
murderer, for reasons not yet brought out, made his exit in each instance from a
window. The authorities have arrived -- the conclusion that at Wayne's home the
rear door was opened with a skeleton key made of twisted wire. This was close to
the door sill. A part of the screen door, sufficiently large to allow the
murderer to reach through and raise the hook that fastened it, had been cut
away. The murderer left the house, it is believed, by a window.
At Burnham's home entrance was made through a window on the
east side of the house. A bottle of ink, standing on the sill, was overturned,
some of it spilling on the floor, and an attempt had been made to wipe it away.
Where is Burnham? was the question that at once suggested
itself to the officers. Where is the only survivor of two families?
BURNHAM IN CUSTODY
"Find Burnham," was
the order, and deputies and detectives shot away in an
automobile toward the Woodmen sanatorium, 12 miles away, where
the man is employed as a yardman.
Burnham already was on his way to town, having been notified
by telephone that his wife and children had been murdered, and
the officers met him a few miles north of the city. He was
riding in a laundry wagon.
"My God!" he exclaimed, "how did it happen? Did they get
killed in a railroad accident?"
He joked and talked with the officers about other matters on
the remainder of the trip back to the city, the party reaching
his home about 3 o'clock. With police on each side, he was taken
into the house and up to the bed where his wife and babies were
killed.
If the officers and newspaper men present expected to see the
man break down at the sight, they were disappointed. Burnham to
all appearances, was the least affected of any of those who
stood in the little room. If his face blanched at the sight, it
was not detected. If a tear dropped from his eye, it fell
unnoticed, if his hand trembled or an eyelid twitched, no one
saw it.
APPEARS UNMOVED
Burnham was unmoved, outwardly, at least, and he betrayed no
sign.
He moved about the room, making a clucking sound with his
mouth, and occasionally murmuring "It's terrible, it's
terrible."
"Nothing's torn up around here," he remarked as he glanced
about the room.
"This is where one of the little babies lay." said Deputy
Attorney Burns, pointing to a crimson spot on the bed.
"God, but it's awful," said Burnham, scarcely above a
whisper.
"I don't see how a man could commit such a crime and sleep
over it." one of the officers remarked, to which Burnham shook
his head from side to side and made the clucking noise with his
tongue.
Asked if he wanted to see "them," Burnham replied that he
wanted to see his "children."
Stepping into the other bedroom, which had not been occupied
Sunday night, Burnham noticed a little pile of ashes in front of
a stove.
"How did that get there?" he asked
The officers said that they did not know.
Burnham's demeanor was the same when he was taken to the
Wayne house, and he did not display any unusual interest when
shown the ax with which the six murders had been committed.
SEES WIFE AND CHILDREN
From the two houses Burnham was taken to the morgue, where
the bodies lay. Here, too, those who may have expected to see
the man break down or give way to emotion were disappointed. The
few words that he spoke in answer to questions were in a voice
that had no tremor; his face was its natural color and his eyes
were dry.
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Burnham Cottage,
321 West Dale St. Tragedy took place in the
front bedroom, the window which shows behind
the hammock |
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The Wayne
Home, 742 Harrison Place
The family were killed in the front bed
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As he was led up to the
bodies in the morgue, he said:
"That isn't my little child. My girl's got lighter hair than
that." Afterward, however, he recognized his child. He made
no comment as he stood looking at the body of his wife.
While he was still at the morgue, Burnham declared that he
had done nothing.
"Don't waste time with me." he said to the officers, "but get
busy with someone else. Whoever did this must have been an
enemy of hers (Mrs. Burnham) -it couldn't have been of
mine."
He made no protest, showed no sign of concern or alarm, when
officers and Deputy Attorney Burns informed him that he
would be held for further investigation.
At the county jail, where he was taken from the morgue about
5 o'clock, Burnham again declared that the authorities would
have to seek elsewhere to find the murderer.
Today Coroner Jackson will swear a jury over the bodies. The
inquest will be held this afternoon, probably at 2 o'clock.
TRIED TO FIRE BURNHAM HOME
That the murderer tried to set fire to the Burnham home with
a view to burning the bodies of three of his victims is a
feature of the case brought out yesterday afternoon.
Officers found part of a Sunday newspaper, crumpled and
partly burned, lying close to a window curtain in Burnham's
home. The bottom of the curtain was charred, and the theory
is that the murderer, after crushing out the life of his
last victim, sought to fire the house.
With the exception of Burnham, no arrests have been made in
connection with the crime. No one, so far as police hase
been able to learn thus far, saw anybody enter or leave
either the Wayne or Burnham home Sunday night.
So far as been discovered, Mrs. Ruth, a sister of Mrs.
Burnham, was the last, with the exception of the murderer,
to see the members of the little family alive. This was
after 9 o'clock Sunday night.
From the condition of the bodies, as well as from the opinion
of physicians and the statements of neighbors, the
authorities are proceeding on the theory that the murder was
committed last Sunday night or very early Monday morning.
BOY CALLS AT HOUSE
A grocer's boy, whose name is not known to the police, called
at the Burnham home Monday morning to collect a bill. He
rapped on the door a number of times, but received no
answer. He supposed that the family was asleep and returned
to the house again Tuesday morning. Again he received no
reply and for the third time, yesterday morning, the boy
went to the house. He attached no significance to the fact
that the house was closed and had been so far two days,
supposing that the family was away.
Relatives and friends of Burnham were united last night in
expressing the belief that he is innocent of any connection
with the crime. His sister in law, Mrs. Ruth said that the
man had always been on the best of terms with his family and
that here were no enemies known to her. His thoughts, she
declared, were always of his two little children, and the
day, twice a month when he had a holiday at the Woodmen
sanatorium was always spent with his family. His day off
heretofore has been on Sunday; last week he changed to
Wednesday, and that day, Mrs. Ruth declared, he was at home
with his wife and babies.
Burnham and his wife had been married for seven years and
there were only two children. It was learned at the
examination of the morgue yesterday that Mrs. Burnham was in
a delicate condition.
WELL KNOWN HERE
Burnham, his sister in law says, is about 40 years old. He
has been a resident of Colorado Springs for about 16 years,
and is known to many here. He has been employed at the
Woodmen sanatorium for the last two years, and for five
years was a cook and a baker at Tucker's restaurant. Before
that time he conducted a candy store at different times in
various localities in the downtown district. He was a member
of the Colorado Springs camp of the Modern Woodmen of
America.
Mrs. Ruth, nearly prostrated with grief, said last night that
there had been no family discords. She was unable to throw
any light as to the probable cause leading up to the crime
or why the murders had been committed.
NO LATE DEVELOPMENTS
Early this (Thursday) morning there were no special
developments in the case.
But little is known here about the Wayne family, except that
they had lived on Harrison Place for about a month. Wayne,
who was a Modern Woodman, lived at the sanatorium north of
Colorado Springs for several weeks as a patient. Recently he
brought his wife and baby here from Indiana. The couple were
married August 29, 1908.
Burnham and Wayne were acquainted and apparently both men and
their families were on friendly terms. Burnham, it is said,
told Wayne of the vacant house near his own home a
short time ago and Wayne subsequently rented the place.
An examination of Wayne's personal effects disclosed the fact
that he had deposited $55 in the Colorado Savings bank,
August 31, soon after his arrival in Colorado Springs from
Indiana. This money, Mrs. Wayne is said to have told
neighbors, was received from the sale of furniture at their
home in the east.
The police are convinced that robbery was not the motive in
the murder of either family. Jealously or revenge, perhaps
both, forms the theory on which the investigation hinges at
present.
It was long after midnight when the investigations of a crime
which for cold-bloodedness and brutality has never been
equaled here.
TERRIBLE TRAGEDY A MYSTERY TO ALL
Close Friends and Relatives Talk Details of the Discovery.
Dr. Rutledge of M.W.A. Sanatorium Believes Burnham to Be
Innocent. Wild Rumors Are Circulated.
It was at the suggestion of her murdered sister that Mrs.
Nettie Ruth, 931 South Sierra Madre street, gathered a few
of her sewing articles and started for the Burnham home
yesterday afternoon.
The story leading up to the occasion of the visit and of her
discovery, which gave residents of Colorado Springs the
first inkling of the worst murder in the history of the
city, is best told by Mrs. Ruth.
"I was over at sister's house Sunday evening," Mrs. Ruth said
between sobs, as she sat on the porch of an adjoining house,
amid a throng of sympathetic and curious women. The sister
referred to was Mrs. Burnham. "We had a good time talking
with each other.
"I was just getting ready to go home when she told me that
she had a lot of sewing to do. That I told her I was in the
same fix.
"Then, why can't you come over Monday afternoon and we'll
work and talk together?" she asked. "I had other work to do
on Monday and Tuesday, but said that I could come over
Wednesday afternoon."
The two sisters agreed upon the time, Mrs. Ruth said, Very
little preparation was necessary on her part to carry out
the engagement.
BLINDS WERE DRAWN
"I wasn't in any particular hurry," Mrs. Ruth continued,
"knowing that we had all afternoon to sit and talk and sew.
But I never felt that anything was wrong when I tried the
door and found it was locked. I started around the house to
try the other door, when I noticed that the window blinds
were drawn.
"She's gone over to Anna's, was the first thought that
entered my mind. So I started over there to find her."
The Anna referred to is Miss Anna Merritt, 730 North Pine
street, who was a particular friend of Mrs. Burnham, and who
was with Mrs. Ruth when the murder was discovered.
At the Merritt home, Miss Merritt had not heard of nr seen
Mrs. Burnham for several days. Then it was that a suspicion
entered the mind of the sister and friend, Miss Merritt,
that something was wrong.
But before going further, Mrs. Ruth called the Modern Woodman
sanatorium over the telephone and asked for Mr. Burnham. He
had not been to town since the preceding Wednesday, he said,
and could give them no information as to his wife's
whereabouts. But there was a note of worry and anxiety in
his tone, ending with the query if anything else was wrong.
OPEN DOOR WITH ANOTHER KEY
It was with a rush that the two women found a key-it was Miss
Merritt's house key, and started for the Burnham home,
hoping against conviction that there was a note of
explanation in the house that would allay all fears. It was
Miss Merritt who turned the key in the door and started in.
At this point Mrs. Ruth broke out anew, and found refuge for
her sobs and troubles on the shoulder of her friend Miss
Merritt.
She had reached the point in her story where the two women
pushed through the door, and were met with a stench that
almost overcame them although they were in the kitchen. With
but little hope left, but bound to know the worst, they
advanced to the half open door and led into the combined
bedroom and sitting room, Miss Merritt leading the way.
"We first saw the red blotches on the wall," Mrs. Ruth
managed to life her head up and say, "and then and then we
saw a form on the bed. It must have been little May."
Mrs. Ruth was unable to proceed. Her grief was
uncontrollable. It was Miss Merritt who hinted, through
glances, for the questioner to leave.
MISS MERRITT'S STORY
The statement from Miss Anna Merritt, 730 North Pine Street,
corroborates in full that by Mrs. Ruth concerning the
discovery. Although completely unnerved and forced to find
refuge in bed from the nervous shock and grief, she was able
through a friend to go further and explain how the news was
spread.
Miss Merritt and Mrs. Burnham were friends for years. It was
at the home of Miss Merritt that the murdered woman and two
children stayed in the latter part of last winter and during
the the early part of spring, while Burnham was working at
the sanatorium. So firm was her friendship with Mr. and Mrs.
Burnham and the children, that Miss Merritt was almost
considered one of the family.
"I was naturally worried about Mrs. Burnham from the first,"
Miss Merritt gave out. "We were always intimate and I
thought it rather strange that she had not been over to see
me. It just happened, I guess, that I didn't go over to see
her. But I just naturally concluded that she was off,
visiting with some of her folks or out at the sanatorium.
SURPRISE BY MRS. RUTH
"I was greatly surprised when her sister came and asked me
where she was. It was then that I got the key and went with
her to the house.
"I didn't want to think of it, but I could not help but feel
that something awful had happened, when I first entered the
house," Miss Merritt continued. "I nerved myself, and had
hold of Mrs. Ruth's hand. I was certain that we would find
something in the other room that would be awful, but we
couldn't help but keep right on.
"The room was dark, owing to the window blinds being down,
and we could not see very much in the bedroom. The first
thing I noticed was the blood on the wall. We got to the
door and saw the form of one of the children lying on the
bed. We didn't wait to see any more, but went right out."
Across the street at the Collins grocery store, two telephone
calls were made by Mrs. Ruth and Miss Merritt. One was to
the police and the other was to the coroner. This was about
2 o'clock in the afternoon.
AT THE WAYNE HOUSE
News of the murder spread like wild fire, but not until
several minutes after Mrs. Ruth and Miss Merritt told of
what they had seen in the Burnham home, and some of the
officers had arrived on the scene, was their attention
called to the Wayne cottage, a few yards away.
But more than one neighbor had wondered during the last day
or two prior to the discovery of the murder, why the house
was so silent? Why were the window blinds drawn? Why the
strange disappearance of the girlish looking wife, the happy
father and the laughing little baby?
Almost all were of the same mind-would they find, upon
investigation, another scene just like the one that
confronted the officers when they entered the Burnham home?
There is a probability though that the murder in the Wayne
home would still be undiscovered, had not Mrs. F.E.
Campbell, 315 West Monument street, told of her fears.
It was to F.H. Springer, assistant to Acting Police Chief
Himebaugli(?), that she first told of her feelings that
there was a horrible solution to the quiet that had reigned
about the Wayne home for so long. Other neighbors gave voice
to the same misgivings.
FEARS CORROBORATED
It took just a minute for Springer to act. He rushed to the
front door of the Wayne home and almost broke the door down
in entering. He was followed by other officers and
authorities, and the fears of the neighbors were
corroborated at the first glance.
Everything was in plain sight. The bed on which were found
the almost nude and hardly recognizable bodies of Mr. and
Mrs. Wayne and their little baby was but a step or two from
the door. The light from the open door was sufficient for
the officers to take in all the details of the horrible
scene. Little variation from the manner in which the Burnham
murder took place, was found at the Wayne home. There
were the bodies of father and mother, with their faces and
heads crushed, and there was the form of the little baby,
with gashes, cuts and bruises over its facial features and
head.
"I don't believe that I felt any different than any other of
my neighbors," Mrs. Campbell said last evening. "I just
couldn't help but think that something was wrong, when
I found out what had happened at the Burnham home. I was
hoping, but what was the use? But why did they want to kill
that poor baby?"
The finding of the bodies in the separate homes followed in
quick succession. In fact, almost as soon as it was
generally known that there was a murder at the Burnham home,
the second wholesale killing became public.
NEAR NEIGHBOR TALKS
No one was more surprised at the murder than Mrs. C.L. Brown,
colored, living at 317 West Dale Street. She was the closes
neighbor to the two families.
A narrow street, almost like an alley, separates the Brown
and Burnham homes. South on the street, about 40 feet, is
the Wayne home. Mrs. Brown was probably the only one in a
position to hear a noise, if there had been any at either
home.
"We were never over neighborly," was the statement made by
Mrs. Brown, "but the Burnhams and the Waynes were always
nice to me, especially the Burnhams. I did not know the
Waynes very well. They came here only a week or two ago.
"I never had an idea that anything was wrong. I know that
Mrs. Burnham and Mrs. Wayne visited each other quite often
and they seemed friends and nice to each other.
"I left home Sunday afternoon-went to church. I remember
seeing someone on the back porch of the Burnham home when I
left, but I never paid any particular attention, other than
to know that it was one of the members of the family. I was
gone until late, returning about 5 or 6 o'clock in the
evening.
RECALLS NO NOISES
"I went out again after supper, but returned home about 8 or
8:30 o'clock. I didn't pay any attention to either one of
the two homes, and do not recall if there was anyone around
the places, or if there were any lights. I was home the rest
of the evening and not recall any unnecessary noises during
the whole night.
"I noticed that the blinds were drawn at the Burnham and
Wayne homes on Monday, and I thought they were away on a
visit. I never gave it a second thought until today, and
even then I did not have a suspicion that a crime had been
committed."
None of the roomers at the Brown home recall any noises or
cries at the Burnham or Wayne homes on the night the murder
is supposed to have been perpetrated.
LAST SEEN SUNDAY
One of the last persons who saw the victims alive was Grant
Collins, who runs a grocery store diagonally across the
street, east from the Burnham home. This was on Sunday
afternoon, when every member of the two families but Burnham
was at the store.
"Wayne was a friends sort of fellow, and I liked him very
much, although we had only been acquainted a little more
than a week." Mr. Collins said. "They all came in here
Sunday afternoon about 2 o'clock. I was loafing and we went
in the back part of the store and stayed until about 4:30
o'clock."
"We talked on several things and were getting well
acquainted. Wayne told several good stories, and I was sorry
when he told me that he had to go home. I thought it was
kind of funny that I did not get to see him either Monday or
Tuesday. It was the same way with the Burnham family.
Someone from one of the two houses was in the habit of
visiting the store and buying something almost every day."
NEWS SPREADS QUICKLY
With almost the same breath, seemingly, that broke the news
to the police and county authorities, the public in general
was told the fearful facts. As if it had been carried by the
wind, the crime was the talk in almost every home and store
in the city, within a short time after it became known.
People were talking about it on the streets. Business men
would stop each other, and ask: "Have you heard of the awful
crime?" Even in Colorado City and Manitou it soon became a
matter of general conversation and many were the telephone
calls made to The Gazette, police headquarters and sheriff's
office, asking for further information. There was no
cessation during the day of inquiries made by persons
wishing to follow the advance of the authorities in their
efforts to obtain some clew that would lead to a motive for
the crime. And late last night and at an early hour this
(Thursday) morning, calls kept coming in at The Gazette
office, asking for the latest news.
It would be hard to describe the scene on West Dale street in
front of the Burnham home, and at the Wayne home. People in
automobiles, buggies, motorcycles and bicycles began
arriving almost simultaneously with the officers. Later they
were followed by persons afoot, and the street car company
did a good business hauling men, women and children on the
Tejon and Spruce street lines to Dale street.
CROWDS TO RUSH TO SCENE
In the crowd could be found some kindly, sympathetic friends
of the murdered families, but the majority was composed
of what one officer termed "the morbid curious." Two hours
from the time when the crime became known the street in the
300 block on West Dale street was filled with automobiles,
vehicles of every description and pedestrians.
Seemingly, the greatest delight of those called to the scene
through curiosity, was to follow the coroner, policemen and
officers from the sheriff's office as they went about their
work, looking for clews. They gathered at the windows and it
was difficult to keep the crowd back, when a door leading to
one of the homes was opened.
Mrs. Ruth and Miss Merritt came next in serving to appease
the curiosity of the visitors.
Then came the men and women who had stories to tell of
incidents touching upon the lives of member so the two
murdered families. One man could not recall whether it was
last Saturday, or a week ago last Saturday, that he had seen
Wayne standing in the doorway of his little home, but the
story served its purpose. He was the center of a group of
men, women and children, who were anxious to gather any kind
of gossip that might pertain to the crime. Darkness alone
dispersed the throngs. Then they apparently moved their
headquarters to a place in front of the morgue, where the
bodies are held. There was a big crowd in front of the place
until late last night.
SAYS BURNHAM INNOCENT
"The idea is preposterous," is the comment made by Dr. J.A.
Rutledge, superintendent of the Modern Woodman sanatorium in
regard to the theory held by some that Burnham is
responsible for the six murders.
"When it first became known that Burnham was suspected," Dr.
Rutledge continued, "I started an investigation, and so far
as I have found, there is no possible way to connect him,
although the investigation was made with a view to spare no
one. Wayne is a Modern Woodman as well as Burnham, and we
are deeply interested in trying to find out the guilty
person or persons.
"Inmates and workers at the sanatorium are in the habit of
getting one day in every two weeks for themselves. Burnham
is a laborer and Sunday was his regular day off. He made
arrangements so that he could get away Wednesday last week.
This he did, but he was back at work Thursday morning.
CAN ACCOUNT FOR MOVEMENTS
"I can account for him from his co-workers for every minute
of every other day up to the present time. Sunday, on which
evening the murder is supposed to have happened, he was at
work in the kitchen as usual. He peeled from 200 to 250
pounds of potatoes during the day. He quit work about 7
o'clock.
"I have the word of J.C. Shriver, the man who occupies the
same cottage with him, as to his whereabouts Sunday evening.
One or two other men were at the house. Although Burnham
works here, he is a sick man, and they tell me that they
heard him coughing and working about his part of the cottage
until after 10 o'clock. At different times during the night
Shriver says he heard him, and he was up at the usual hour
Monday morning. He always is one of the first ones up at the
sanatorium.
"Then we must take in consideration the distance between the
sanatorium and Colorado Springs. It is almost 12 miles. I am
positive that a man in his condition could not walk the
distance and be back the same night. Inmates say that he is
not strong enough to walk from the kitchen to the barn
without stopping every few feet to get his breath.
CITES OTHER POINTS
"I have accounted for every horse, buggy and vehicle of every
description on the place Sunday evening. There was no chance
for him to catch a ride at the road. The probability is
small that he could have hired an automobile and had it meet
him near the grounds for a ride into the city. There is a
night watchman, and he would have heard the noise of a man
leaving the grounds at any time of the night. Furthermore, I
doubt if Burnham has the strength to life an ax and
perpetrate the crimes that were committed.
"Then they remark about his actions, appearances and apparent
indifference after the sheriff arrived, and when he was
taken into the house. The man was in a dazed condition, and
I doubt yet if he realizes in full the crime that has
deprived him of his wife and children."
"Burnham and Wayne were friends for weeks prior to the
murder. They first became acquainted when Wayne arrived in
Colorado Springs from Indiana several weeks ago and entered
the hospital as a patient. When Burnham went off on his
vacation Wayne took his place in the kitchen.
Friends of Burnham at the sanatorium say that it was the
accused man who got Wayne to take up his home near the
Burnham residence on West Dale street. The two men were
friends ever since, they say.
RUMORS THICK AND FAST
Stories, some with merit and others without any foundation,
were flying thick and fast yesterday regarding the murder. A
man would whisper some theory, or repeat a rumor in the ear
of a neighbor, and almost in an instant it would sweep over
the crowd gathered in front of the homes, and revert back to
the man highly magnified. And if the same man, after telling
the tale, would start for the city, he would be met with the
same story, going from mouth to mouth on the streets.
It was evidently from such a wild source that it became
rumored that there was a former husband of the late Mrs.
Burnham, and that he had been arrested for the crime. Before
the story stopped, rumors had it that the alleged former
husband had confessed to the crime. Then, when the report
had been told to persons who were in a position to know the
real facts, it was found that there was no former husband,
other than Mr. Burnham, now under arrest.
The police had a hard time dodging those anxious to advance
theories. Then there were other men who had heard of certain
rumors, accepted them as facts, and were willing to give the
police the "full benefit of their knowledge."
LETTER FOR WAYNE
There is a letter in the postoffice addressed to Henry Wayne,
sent from Rensselaer, Ind. It arrived Sunday.
"I went to the Wayne home Monday morning with a letter and a
paper," said M.E. Butts, letter carrier No. 23(?) who
delivers mail at the Burnham and Wayne homes. "I left the
paper and took the letter back to the postoffice, after
finding that the door was locked and that no one answered
the knock. I took the letter back Tuesday and this morning
and found the paper there. I asked Mrs. Brown what had
become of them and she said that she thought they were
visiting. I have --- had -- mail for the Burnham home for
some time. I think they must have ------ at the postoffce or
at the -----."
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