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1906 newspaper HARRY THAW MURDERS STANFORD WHITE over his lover EVELYN NESBIT

1906 headline display newspaper HARRY THAW MURDERS STANFORD WHITE at Madison Square garden rooftop restaurant over EVELYNNESBIT, Thaw\'s wife / White\'slover- inv # 2S-408

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SEE PHOTO(s) - COMPLETE ORIGINALNEWSPAPER,theOakland Tribune(CA) datedJune 30, 1906.This original newspaper contains a bold banner headline, engraved portraits, and coverage of the famous MURDER of famed architect STANFORD WHITE by millionaire HARRY THAW on the rooftop restaurant at Madison Square Garden. The murder was over EVELYN NESBIT who was Harry Thaw\'s wife and Stanford White\'s lover.

One beautiful girl, two extravagant and prominent men. Throw in jealousy and a family history of mental instability and you have the recipe for a shocking murder, at an outdoor theater in the heart of New York City in front of nearly a thousand witnesses. The trial that followed was quickly dubbed \"the trial of the century.\" The 1907 trial, and a second the next year after the first jury hung, helped closed the curtains on America\'s \"Gilded Age.\"

Fifteen-year-old Evelyn Nesbit came to New York City in December 1900 to continue a modeling career that had begun to blossom in her home state of Pennsylvania. Within days of her arrival, one of the city\'s most respected painters, James Carroll Beckwith , hired what he called this \"perfectly formed nymph\" to pose twice a week at his 57th Street studio. Soon, Nesbit, with her fresh and inscrutable face, found herself in great demand for modeling jobs, both among photographers and portrait artists. The girl dubbed by reporters as \"the Little Sphinx\" appeared on post cards and magazines such as Cosmopolitan, Vanity Fair, Harper\'s Bazaar, and the Ladies\' Home Journal. Evelyn Nesbit became America\'s first genuine pin-up girl. Her stunning looks overcame a lack of training as a actress when, in May 1901, she accepted a role as a chorus girl in Broadway\'s most popular musical of the day, Florodora.

Nesbit\'s charms attracted the interest of Stanford White , New York City\'s most famous architect. White-designed landmarks could be found all over the city, from his Washington Memorial Arch to the Bowery Savings Bank to the Gould Library at NYU. White\'s Madison Square Garden, a large entertainment center in Spanish Renaissance mode, was the site for concerts, horse shows, balls, exhibitions and live theater. The building featured a soaring, elegant tower (then the city\'s highest) topped by a scandalously nude thirteen-foot statue of Diana shooting a bow and arrow. (Diana\'s nakedness became an obsession of the prudish Anthony Comstock, who temporarily succeeded in getting the naked goddess bundled in clothing, only to watch it blow off in a nasty gale. White responded by putting lights below Diana which drew even more attention to the statue.)

White biographer Brendan Gill described the architect as a \"big, bluff, open, lovable man of superb talent, and the predatory...satyr.\" Stanford White had a nearly insatiable desire for young girls and wild sex. In 1887, White and a group of fellow New York City libertines started the Sewer Club, a place for drinking and sexual excess. Girls seemed to find White\'s money and power irresistible, enabling him to keep several affairs going at a time. White\'s granddaughter, Suzannah Lessard, in her biography Architect of Desire, describes her talented forebear as \"all over the place sexually--he was out of control.\"

Forty-six-year-old Stanford White persuaded another Florodora chorus girl to arrange Evelyn Nesbit\'s attendance at what Nesbit came to assume was a \"society luncheon\" at a posh New York City venue. Instead, Nesbit\'s introduction to White came at lunch for just four at the architect\'s West Twenty-fourth Street apartment. Later, Nesbit recalled thinking White \"terribly old,\" but she instantly found attractive White\'s boundless playfulness. After lunch, White led Evelyn and her female friend to an upstairs room where a red velvet swing hung suspended from the ceiling. White urged Nesbit on to the swing, gave several vigorous pushes, and then laughed and clapped with delight as the young object of his fancy soared toward the ceiling.

Over the course of the next several weeks, Stanford White won the confidence of Evelyn\'s protective, yet gullible, mother. With Mrs. Nesbit convinced that the clever and kindly White had only a paternal interest in her daughter\'s welfare, she gave her blessing to Evelyn\'s attendance at a series of lunches and parties hosted by the architect. Mrs. Nesbit\'s decision to encourage the relationship doubtless was made easier by White\'s generosity; she began calling Stanny their \"benefactor.\" Evelyn, her mother, and White became, in the words of the young model, \"fast friends.\"

About two months after the relationship began, Mrs. Nesbit took a trip back home to Pittsburgh after White promised to pay the fare and make all necessary arrangements. Before she left, Mrs. Nesbit made Evelyn promise to see no one other than Mr. White while she was gone. A few days later the inevitable happened. A cab requested by White deposited Evelyn, who was expecting to be entertained at another party, at his apartment. There were no guests to be found. White apologized, explaining that all his other invitations were turned down, but they\'d make the best of the evening. The champagne flowed freely and before long, Nesbit, according to her account, passed out. When she awoke, she found herself lying nude on silk sheets in a mirrored canopied bed. A streak of blood ran down her inner thigh. As Evelyn started to cry, White passed her a kimono and said, \"Don\'t cry, Kittens. It\'s all over. Now you belong to me.\"

It took Evelyn several days to sort out her complicated feelings, but eventually she returned to the man she later called her \"benevolent vampire.\" For the next six months, White and Nesbit saw each other almost daily. For her seventeenth birthday in December 1901, White presented Evelyn with a pearl necklace, three diamond rings, and a set of white fox furs. Nesbit soared again on the red velvet swing, but not always with her clothes. Decades later in her memoirs, Nesbit would say of the middle-aged man she gave her virginity to: \"Stanford White was a great man...That he did me wrong, that from certain moral standards he was perverse and decadent, does not blind my judgment.\"

In the late summer of 1902, a new and younger man entered Evelyn\'s life. John Barrymore, a rakish twenty-one-year-old newspaper sketch artist (Barrymore would later become one of the greatest stage actors of his generation), met Evelyn at one of White\'s festive parties in the Tower of his Madison Square Garden. When Stanford White set off for Canada on a two-week fishing trip, Barrymore made his move and soon the young couple\'s budding relationship became a focus of town gossip. When Mrs. Nesbit learned of her daughter\'s new love, she swept into action, asking Stanford White to intervene and break up the relationship. Faced with a two-prong attack from White and her mother, Evelyn reluctantly agreed to a hastily thrown-together plan to enroll her in a boarding school in New Jersey. Meanwhile, yet another man had been watching her every move.

To Evelyn, during the run of the show \"Wild Rose\" in which she starred, \"Mr. Munroe\" was just one of the countless men who seemed to have a crush on her. \"Mr. Munroe\"attended forty performances of \"Wild Rose\" and regularly sent Evelyn flowers, letters, and offers of larger gifts. He also asked for dates, which Evelyn politely declined. \"Mr. Munroe\" was, in fact, eccentric millionaire Harry K. Thaw from Pittsburgh. Thaw\'s interest in Nesbit seemed to have its source in Thaw\'s obsessive hatred of Stanford White, who he believed was blackballing him from New York City clubs he sought to join, and who he considered to be a \"wholesale ravisher of young girls.\" Fueling Thaw\'s love of Nesbit was his desire to protect Evelyn from the dastardly Mr. White. In 1902, \"Mr. Munroe\" finally succeeded, through an intermediary, in arranging a lunch date with Evelyn. Meeting her for the first time in a restaurant at high tea, \"Mr. Munroe\" fell to his knees, kissed the hem of Nesbit\'s dress, and pronounced Evelyn to be \"the prettiest girl in New York.\" Thaw was nothing if not persistent in his courtship of his dream girl, and in due time revealed himself, with great flourish, to be the very rich \"Harry Kendall Thaw, of Pittsburgh!\" Evelyn later wrote, \"A disguised Napoleon revealing himself to a near-sighted veteran on Elba could not have made the revelation with greater aplomb.\"

In April of 1903, while nearing the end of her term at boarding school, Nesbit developed acute appendicitis requiring live-saving surgery. Thaw rushed to her hospital room and kissed Evelyn\'s shaking hand. During the operation, Thaw and Mrs. Nesbit discussed Evelyn\'s future. A few months later, in what Evelyn later would call \"the worst mistake of her life,\" she and her mother and Harry Thaw sailed from New York for an extended vacation in Europe.

In a Paris hotel suite, at Thaw\'s urging, Evelyn Nesbit told the story of her champagne-fueled deflowering two years earlier in Stanford White\'s mirrored bedroom. As she did so, Harry shuddered, gaped, whimpered, and went limp. Over and over again he said, \"Poor child! Poor child!\" or \"Oh, God! Oh, God!\" The story of that fall night on 24th Street would continue for years to haunt the mind of Harry K. Thaw.

Weeks later, after her mother had sailed back to the United States, Evelyn found herself with Harry in a rented castle in rural Austria. In her biography of Nesbit, American Eve, Paulu Uruburu describes the castle as \"a huge Gothic nightmare of cold stones and dimly lit, drafty passageways, grimmer than anything in the Grimm brothers\' tales.\" On her first night at the castle, asleep in her bedroom, Evelyn was suddenly awakened by a \"bug-eyed, seething, and startlingly naked Harry,\" who threw her coverings aside and began lashing her legs with a leather riding crop. Harry, then tore the nightgown off of the bleeding Evelyn and proceeded to rape her, screaming all the time about Stanford White and his debauchery.

One would not think, after that nightmarish assault in a castle, that a marriage between Harry and Evelyn would be possible. Yet it happened. Two years of non-stop pursuit, aided by a more solicitous tone, lavish spending, and considerable attention to her mother, landed Thaw his prize. On April 5, 1905, in a private ceremony in Pittsburgh, Evelyn Nesbit became Mrs. Harry K. Thaw. The couple moved into the large, depressing Pittsburgh mansion that was also home to Harry\'s mother. For the next fourteen months, Evelyn spent much of her time feeling like a bird in a gilded cage.

In the spring of 1906, Evelyn and Harry decided to take a trip to England. Harry scheduled a June 28 sailing on a German luxury liner from the port of New York. Plans were made to spend a week in the city before heading off across the Atlantic.

Around six o\'clock on June 25, Evelyn left her suite in the Lorraine hotel on Fifth Avenue. Evelyn met Harry at a nearby bar, where he already had put three drinks already under his belt (and paid the $3 bar tab with a hundred dollar bill), and then the couple headed off for Cafe Martin. In the course of a dinner at Cafe Martin shared with two friends, Evelyn was startled to see Stanford White, accompanied by his son, walk into the restaurant. In spite of the near-record heat of the day, Evelyn, as she recalled later, \"went cold with fear\" for her husband\'s reaction if he were to spot the architect. Sensing a change in his wife\'s mood, Harry asked Evelyn if anything was wrong. She scribbled a note: \"The B was here but has left.\" After reading the note, Harry kept his emotions surprisingly well in check, it seemed to Evelyn, until after dinner when he retrieved his straw hat from a cloakroom attendant. Harry slammed the hat on to his head with such force as to crack the brim. As they left the restaurant, Harry announced he had bought tickets for a new musical, Mamzelle Champagne, playing at Madison Square Garden\'s open-air rooftop theater .

Sometime during the show, Harry learned that Stanford White planned to catch part of the show. Later, witnesses reported seeing Thaw pacing around the rear of the theater \"like a caged tiger.\" Shortly before eleven o\'clock, with the show approaching its conclusion, White took his customary seat at a small table five rows from the stage. It took Harry a few minutes to become aware of his arch-enemy\'s entrance, but once he did, he stood up with a dazed look in his eyes. Evelyn suggested that they leave, and they began heading towards the elevator. As Evelyn conversed briefly with a friend, Harry slipped away.

As a line of chorus girls sang \"I Could Love a Thousand Girls,\" the audience heard a burst of gunfire, followed quickly by two more shots. Evelyn knew immediately what had happened. \"He shot him!\" she cried. As the architect\'s blood poured on to the tablecloth of his overturned table, Harry Thaw shouted his triumph: \"I did it because he ruined my wife! He had it coming to him! He took advantage of the girl and then deserted her!\" White had been shot twice in the head and once in the shoulder. The first shot was fired from a distance of about twelve feet, after Thaw had made a beeline to White\'s table and then pulled a revolver out from under his coat. The second and third shots came from even closer range, perhaps two or three feet away.

Chaos ensued. Some members of the audience screamed, while others rushed for the exit. Meanwhile, L. Lawrence, manager of the show jumped on a table and commanded that the show go on. \"Go on playing!\" he yelled. \"Bring on that chorus!\" As Thaw was led away by a police officer, Evelyn said to her husband, \"Look at the fix you are in.\" \"It\'s all right dear,\" Harry replied, \"I have probably saved your life.\"

At three a.m. the next morning, Thaw was charged with murder and escorted from the station house across the Bridge of Sighs into the Tombs prison , where he was locked in a humid cell. Evelyn managed to escape the press (she earned the name \"the Girl Houdini\") and spent two sleepless nights holed up at the apartment of a friend in the theater district. Meanwhile, the city was abuzz with rumors about possible motives for the killing, and Thomas Edison\'s studio worked overtime to rush a film version of the Rooftop Murder into nickelodeons.

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