In February 1916, Allie Haradon placed an ad in the Des Moines Register saying she wanted to adopt a baby. Ernest and Emma Ohrtman of Bagley, Iowa, answered it. They had a child they wanted to get rid of, and Allie wanted one. It should have been simple a simple exchange.
Allie
brought the baby home and showed it to her husband, William. He wasn’t
thrilled. He didn’t yell or hit her—just said no.
The
next day, Allie left the baby in a shed behind the Salvation Army home,
figuring they’d find it soon enough. They didn’t. The janitor hauled the basket
out with the rest of the trash.
A
month later, a worker at the city dump on Southeast Sixth Street found what was
left of the baby.
Detectives
arrested Ben Dudi and his wife because someone said they had a baby before they
moved to Minneapolis. They had to come back to Iowa and watch a coroner dig up
their child to prove they weren’t murderers.
When the police got around to questioning Allie, she told them, “I didn’t murder the poor little baby. I just left it in a vacant building.”
She
thought the Salvation Army would find the baby and take it in. She didn’t mean
to harm it.
The
police called Ernest Ohrtman hoping he could fill in the blanks. He wanted
nothing to do with it. “Why should I?” he said. “The baby isn’t mine. I got rid
of the woman, and then I didn’t see why I should keep it.” His ex-wife had
given him the child to deal with, and he’d done just that—passed the problem
along like an unwanted dog or cat.
Allie’s
husband, William, assumed she gave the baby away. When he heard a baby had been
found in the dump, he asked if she’d seen the story, but didn’t push for an
answer.
She
thought about turning herself in after the Dudi couple got arrested, but
couldn’t face what would happen if she told the truth. Eventually, the police
picked her up.
The
court found her guilty of second-degree murder and “exposing a baby to danger.”
She got five years in the women’s reformatory at Anamosa, though lawyers said
she probably wouldn’t serve it. Maybe they were wrong. The records go blank
after her sentencing.
William
died in 1929. Allie lived in Des Moines until her death in 1962.
That’s
how it went. A woman who wanted a baby made a poor decision, and everyone else
made it worse. The papers called it a tragedy. Maybe it was, but taking it to a
baby farm would have had the same result. No one gets out of this world
alive.
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