An Ostrich-Plumed Hat: Chapter Ninety-Four

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Hedda Burgemeister, January 1918

“I thought the worst was behind me. But this. This is the worst. The interminable waiting. It can’t be a positive sign.”

“Your case is complex,” says Mr. Campbell. “There were hours and hours of testimony, and not all witnesses were in agreement. The jury didn’t even begin their deliberations until after six thirty last evening, and they are permitted to eat and sleep. It’s but eleven o’clock now. Try to calm yourself. It could be hours before they return.”

“We’ll make arrangements,” says Mr. Watson, “to have lunch brought in for us.”

“I can’t possibly eat.”

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An Ostrich-Plumed Hat: Chapter Ninety

Above, San Antonio Express, October 1917. Note the intimidating list of directors of the Central Trust Company that appears adjacent to the news about Hedda Burgemeister’s bail hearing.

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Hedda Burgemeister, October 1917

Avoiding driving past the main entrances to the courthouse, Rudolph Bremer pulls the carriage up to a side door. His wife Lucile has not let go of Hedda’s hand once since they left their house on Buena Vista Street. Lucile lowers the dotted black veil on Hedda’s hat and squeezes her hand ever more tightly as they disembark the carriage.

“This way, Miss Burgemeister. Missus Bremer,” whispers Mr. Watson. They slip into a dimly lit stairwell, where Mr. Campbell and Mr. Chambers are waiting.

Mr. Watson leans toward Hedda’s ear. “It’s fortunate that your friends picked you up in Austin yesterday. Newspapermen and several deputies were waiting to intercept you at the train station.”

Mr. Chambers clasps her hand. “We must warn you, Judge Anderson’s in foul humor. He remains testy about you missing your original court date and is unappreciative of our efforts to get the original $7,500 bond returned based on technicalities. Legitimate technicalities that they are.”

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An Ostrich-Plumed Hat: Chapter Seventy-Nine

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Hedda Burgemeister, January 1915

Dear Lucile Bremer went to Hedda’s house to retrieve clothes for Hedda to wear to the courthouse. A black skirt with a tailored gray suit coat, and, to Hedda’s relief, a hat with a heavy black veil are laid out on the narrow bed.

Barefoot and wearing only her slip, Hedda shivers in the drafty cell. She makes no move for the clothes. She cannot.

The jail matron, Mrs. Brooks, enters her cell.

“We have to get you dressed, Miss Burgemeister. You do not want to miss this hearing. It’s your key to get out of this place. To go home where you can rest undisturbed and gain your strength back.”

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