CHAPTER XXIII.

Third Day of the Trial.

Civil Engineer Thomas Kieran gave an exhaustive statement of

measurements he had made on the premises. James A. Walsh, photographer,

of Fall River, testified as to the accuracy of the pictures he had made

of the victims and the house on the day of the killing. John Vinnecum

Morse was the third witness called. His examination was conducted by

District Attorney Moody, and was not different in any manner from that

at the preliminary trial. Abram G. Hart, treasurer of the Union Savings

Bank, testified as to Mr. Borden’s movements on the morning of the 4th

of August. As also did John T. Burrill, cashier of the Union National

Bank, Everett M. Cook, cashier of the First National Bank, Jonathan

Clegg, a hat dealer, Joseph Shortsleeves, a carpenter, and John Maher a

carpenter.

The afternoon of Wednesday, the third day of the trial was devoted

entirely to the examination of Bridget Sullivan. Bridget’s testimony

did not differ materially from that given in the lower courts. Her

direct examination was the same as appears heretofore. On cross

examination by Mr. Robinson these facts were disclosed.

She had lived with the Bordens nearly three years and it was a pleasant

family to live with so far as she knew. She never saw any quarrelling

but she didn’t see the family all this time. It was customary for

Lizzie and Emma to eat alone; sometimes, however, they ate with the

family. They usually slept later than the others. Lizzie spoke to Mrs.

Borden and Mrs. Borden spoke to her. Lizzie gave her a civil answer on

the morning of the murder. Going back to the house with his questioning

Mr. Robinson asked her if she locked the screen door when she returned

from the yard, and told her that she had testified before that she did

not know whether she had hooked it or not. This confused the witness

and she finally said she didn’t know whether she hooked it or not. She

did not remember what was asked her about the family eating together,

when she was questioned at the inquest, but she was ready to say now

that they always ate together so far as she knew. Bridget had nothing

to do with the front part of the house and seldom went in those rooms;

she could not go into those rooms unless she got a key, which was kept

on the mantel in the sitting room; there was a door bell for upstairs,

but she knew nothing about it; nobody else occupied the attic with the

witness the night before the murder. She got up at 6:15 by her bedroom

clock. There was a clock in every room. Mr. Robinson required her to

tell again what was on the breakfast table. Bridget added that they

had butter, which occasioned some little merriment. He tried Bridget’s

memory by asking her what Mrs. Borden did on Wednesday morning. He

got an answer. She was positive that Lizzie had on a blue wrapper

Wednesday morning, but she could not tell the kind of dress she wore

Thursday morning. In the afternoon she had on a pink wrapper. There

was a kitchen closet in the back corner of the north side of the house

which she had occasion to enter; it had a window in it, but she did not

know how it was—open or shut; all the time she was washing windows the

screen door was unhooked; she did not anticipate that there would be

any trouble, and she went to the barn six or seven times to get water;

this was while the door was unhooked. She went to the corner of the

yard on the south side of the house and talked to Mrs. Kelly’s girl,

and anybody could have entered the side door and not be seen by her.

“Well,” said Robinson, “the coast was clear while you stood talking to

the Kelly girl!” “Yes,” said Bridget, “I could see the front door but

I could not see the side door.” Bridget did not enter the front part

of the house that morning until she heard a noise at the front door;

the last time she saw Mr. Borden before he went out was when he took

his pitcher and key and went up the back stairs; while she was drawing

water in the barn, she saw no one and did not look for any one. She

might have seen them if they came and might not; witness could not tell

anything about the parlor or its windows; if any one was in that room

she would not have known it; after she had finished work she came into

the house and locked the door on the inside; as she let Mr. Borden in

the front door she heard Lizzie laugh, but did not see her; Lizzie was

afterward talking with her father about the mail; she did not pay any

attention to what was said, but the talk was pleasant.

Didn’t pay any attention to the fire and didn’t know whether it was

out or not; the flats were on the stove; thinks Lizzie had them there;

while Lizzie ate her cookies and coffee witness was out in the back

yard; thinks she got upstairs about three minutes before 11 o’clock

and had seen nothing wrong about the house; Lizzie said to her,

“Maggie, come down quick; father is killed,” or words which meant the

same; then she went right off to get Dr. Bowen; she could not tell

whether the door was locked or not; in fact, she was confused and

cannot remember just what did happen for awhile. When she returned

from Alice Russell’s house, Dr. Bowen was in the house and so was Mrs.

Churchill; she did not see any blood on Lizzie; after awhile Lizzie

went upstairs. “I did not see anybody come with a note; I think I would

have seen them had they entered the back door,” said Bridget. When she

went to go upstairs with Mrs. Churchill she passed through the dining

room, and Lizzie was then left in the kitchen. Mr. Borden was then on

the sofa covered up with a sheet, and when Lizzie went upstairs she

passed through the sitting room also. Witness thought it was about

10:30 o’clock when Mr. Borden entered the front door. On Wednesday

morning she learned that all of the family had been ill the night

before. That is the day she had on the light blue wrapper. Mr. Moody

asked her if this dress she had on Wednesday was the same one referred

to as made in the spring, and the answer was “yes.” There was a time

when Mrs. Borden was sick, and neither of the girls went into the room.

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