Heart Starts Pounding: Horrors, Hauntings, and Mysteries - 142. The Siren: Belle Gunness: Husband Luring Serial Killer // MONSTERS SERIES

Episode Date: October 9, 2025

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Hi guys, it's Kaylin. I wanted to take a second to let you know that hard size pounding was just announced as a finalist for a signal award in the horror slash paranormal category. I feel so incredibly honored. This little podcast that I still sometimes record episodes of in my closet has truly come such a long way and it's all thanks to you guys. But I need your help. Being a finalist makes us eligible for the listener's choice award, which is totally dependent on fan voting. So if you have a second, I'm including a link in the description of this episode where you can go vote for. rehearsers pounding. It's pretty easy. You just have to confirm your email and it would really mean a lot. Thanks guys. In the summer of 1906, a man named George Anderson opened his morning newspaper and saw an ad that would change his life. It read wanted. A woman who owns a beautifully located and valuable farm in first class condition wants a good and reliable man as a partner insane. Some little cash is required and will be furnished first class security. Now, George was a 39-year-old man who lived in Missouri, and he had trouble finding a wife. So this seemed like an answer to his prayers, a wealthy woman in want of a husband.

He was willing to help her take care of her farm, and the company of a woman would be nice after so many years alone. At the bottom of the ad, there was instructions on how he could get in touch with the author, who just went by the initials, B.G. For a moment, George thought that it was strange that this woman listed no personal detail. about herself, not even her full name, only the condition of her property. But that didn't stop him from riding her back. He didn't want to miss out on this opportunity. And eventually, this mysterious bachelorette was inviting him to come visit her valuable farm in Leport, Indiana.

The next day, George boarded a train suitcase full of his nicest clothes to make a good impression for his date. In the letters that the two shared, she had referred to him as a king and had mentioned that he was the only man in the world for her. She seemed so kind and loving, and he could not wait to see this beautiful farm she spoke of. But when he arrived at the property, something immediately felt off. The beautiful farm was desolate and poorly kept, and there were holes dug all around the property, six feet long, three feet wide, and deep. If he didn't know any better, he might have thought they were graves. And then the front door opened and his bride to be emerged, except

she looked nothing like he had anticipated. The woman who came out to greet him was short and stout, with a stern, severe look permanently imprinted on her face. She was older than she made herself same in the letters, and nothing about her was warm and inviting like their correspondence had suggested. Not really knowing what else to do, George told her that he was feeling tired from the long journey and that he wanted to get to bed. That night, he had a restless sleep. He kept feeling like someone was just outside of his room waiting to come in. And then, in the middle of the night, George awoke to the sound of footsteps creaking through the space, starting at his door and slowly making their way over to his bed. He opened his eyes and saw the

cold face of the woman looming over his bed. Was she just watching him sleep? The next morning, George fled without a second thought. There was no doubt in his mind that something was wrong. There was a dark energy about the farm, and he did not want to stick around long enough to figure out why it was there. It wasn't until several years later that he learned the truth. Because one morning, Two years later, George once again opened his morning paper when he saw the headline. The Leport Murder Farm, 13 victims are found. The article went on to name who it believed the 13 bodies buried in graves around the property belonged to. Most of them were suitors who, just like George, had answered the woman's ads in papers and traveled across the country to meet her.

It even spoke of a supposed murder chamber that was found inside of the home right beside the room he slept in. So who was this woman? And why was she luring so many men to their deaths? Welcome back to Heart Starts Pounding, a podcast of Horace Haunting's Mysteries. I'm your hostess on this very macabre journey today, Kaylyn Moore. We're back with another episode this month in our monster series. And today, we are exploring the siren of the Midwest, Bell Gunness. But first, I wanted to give a quick shout out to our Patreon member, Catherine, in the UK,

who reached out to me to let me know that she's an ecologist currently studying bats. It seems very fitting for our monster series, especially considering the vampire episode we did just last week. She said, quote, my team and I will often visit old and sometimes abandoned buildings and record videos to see if bats are roosting in any of the buildings. Some places, like the one I'm working at now, feel like the perfect scene for a horror movie, and I've definitely had goosebumps when high winds make the doors creak or debris fall. I personally love when you guys send me your spooky little morbid jobs, hobbies, interests.

Please never stop doing that. You can shoot me an email or message me on socials. Now, October is always a special month for us here, and spooky season is in full swing. So if you want to really indulge, make sure you check out our limited time subscription offer on Apple Podcasts. If you start your trial in October, you will get a full 30 days to listen to our entire back catalog, including our monthly bonus episodes, our archived episodes, and more. You'll also get a special recording of our upcoming Rogue Detecting Society book club meeting where we will be discussing Elizabeth Costaf's The Historian, a book that goes perfectly with our Monsters theme this month. Now, our monster of the week that we are going to be talking about is a siren.

And though you may be thinking of a seductive mermaid sitting out on a rock, luring men to death with her voice, you might be surprised that sirens weren't always described that way. These creatures first showed up in Homer's Odyssey as the friends of Persephone that were turned into half birds, half girls by her mother. This was so they could help find their friend after she was kidnapped by Hades, the god of the underworld. These birdwomen held onto forbidden knowledge, and they flew around Odysseus's boat and taunted him, singing songs that said they knew what happened at Troy and

everything that would happen in the future. But with sirens, if a man chooses to listen to their song, they become enchanted and they sailed to their deaths. So Odysseus had his men stuff their ears with beeswax and tie him to the mast of his ship so he could safely hear the song without damning them all. And that's the thing about sirens. When you engage with them, when you hear their siren song and respond, you die unless you tie yourself down. It's your desire that will literally kill you. It wasn't until the Europeans in medieval times got a hold of this legend, that the hyper-intelligent birdwomen became seductive, half-fish, half-women, because that aligned with the church's view of women as temptresses at the time.

And soon, the legend became that it was the temptation of women that killed these men. In some versions of the myth, no one ever knows what sirens truly look like. They don't know if they're beautiful as their voices are, because no man ever lives to tell the story. As our Patreon and Apple podcast subscribers know, since we covered sirens in last month's bonus episode after months of very tight votes, and of all the monsters we're covering this month, sirens have the highest body count, which to me makes them one of the most terrifying. But before she was an infamous killer, a siren of the Midwest, Belle Gunniss was one of seven children. Bell was born on November 11, 1859, in a small farming village in Norway as Brinhild Paul's daughter, Storset. Her father, Paul, was essentially a sharecropper, leasing a small portion of land on the farm where his whole family worked, and that's where Belle learned the ins and out of farm work.

Her family was poor and really relied on her labor even as a young child. As a kid, she was tasked with gathering up twigs out in the woods that surrounded her, to use as kindling in the fire in her poor family's home. It earned her the name of Snurkwist Pola, or Paul's Twig daughter. Out in those woods, as Belle was gathering twigs, stories traveled fast. They passed from traveler to traveler. So Bell grew up on folklore stories of the Norwegian siren,

also known as the Huldra, part woman, part troll, who played harp and sang from the tree line, drawing lonely men deeper into the dark. Ahudra's goal was to marry a human man. But if a man was ever intimate with one, he would die. It was a cautionary tale told to men who didn't know when to turn around. But from a young age, it taught Belle that men had a weakness, women, regardless of their looks. They could be literal trolls and men would still pursue them to their deaths.

Life in Norway was not the life that Belle was. wanted for herself. And as a teenager, she started saving money so that she could go to America. And that's because she watched as her older sister Nellie moved to the United States and found a husband. She had this comfortable life in Chicago where she did not have to gather sticks all day. And Chicago at the time was home to 20,000 Scandinavian immigrants. So her sister really felt right at home. By the time she was 22 years old, Belle finally had enough money to go joined her sister. And on her arrival in America, Belle changed her name to something that was a little less Scandinavian sounding, Bella Peterson. And life in America was pretty good for her.

Nellie looked out for her younger sister, and Belle loved playing and taking care of Nellie's five children. It seemed like she had a really strong maternal side. And in 1884, she moved out of Nellie's house so that she could start a family of her own. Bell married a man. named Mads Sorenson. He was about five years her senior. And there's only one photo of him still in existence that we found. And if it's anything to go by, he was a pretty handsome guy. And the couple seemed happy. But as the years wore on, Bell started changing. The old stories that she grew up on warned that the danger isn't always just in the forest. It's in the pull. It's in desire. And Belle, it seems, had some really dark desires that were starting to change her.

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comfortable with just handing her over to Belle? Ultimately, she said no, which I think is a totally normal response, but this completely destroyed the sister's relationship. They stopped talking after that moment, and from what we know, the relationship was never repaired. Bell eventually did find a child to adopt, however. She and Mads had this neighboring family, the Olsons. There was a mother, a father, and a daughter, Jenny. The mother fell ill, and on her deathbed, she agreed to give her eight-month-old daughter Jenny to Belle to raise as her own. So now, with a baby in tow, Belle's life was all coming together how she had planned. And within a few years, the couple decided to start their own business and they bought a sweet shop. But Bell had

established a sort of pattern in her life. When things weren't going her way, she would take unconventional and somewhat drastic measures. So when the sweet shop failed to turn a profit, she did something that a lot of us would say was extreme. One day, less than a year after they opened the candy store, Belle and Jenny, who was now three years old, ran out onto the sidewalk in a panic. And Bell was screaming at the top of her lungs. Fire. Fire. A neighbor ran over to ask her what was happening as flames were jumping out of the store windows. And Bell told him that a kerosene lamp had ignited inside and the fire was spreading so quickly she didn't know what to do. Now, the city of Chicago took sudden fires really seriously at the time. In 1871, which was

10 years before Bell moved there, the whole city had completely burned down in the Chicago fire. So Chicago firemen were some of the best in the entire country, but they still arrived too late to the candy store, and it was completely destroyed. But luckily, for Bell and Mads, the store was also insured. Sources differ on how much money they put into the insurance policy, but some say it was as much as $3,500, and that's over $130,000 today. And Bell used that money to pay for a nice three-story house in a nearby suburb. There, she and her husband focused on their ever-growing family, which expanded to include two more girls, Myrtle and Lucy.

These girls were also probably adopted, but the records of their birth parents had been lost to time, and we weren't able to find any more information on that. However, with no form of income now after the store burned down and two more mouths to feed, the money ran out very quickly. And on April 10, 1900, Belle and her children ran out. outside of their home, screaming that it too had caught fire. Firemen were once again quick on the scene, and they were able to put out the fire relatively quickly. Bell went over to one of them and asked what she was supposed to do now that her home was destroyed, to which the fireman responded that it wasn't actually destroyed. They had saved it, save for a few areas of smoke damage inside. And this made Bell and Mads furious. They still claimed that,

that they had lost around $650 worth of household goods, all of which I'm sure you can imagine was insured. At the time, no one was suspicious that Bell had essentially been surviving on insurance payouts for the last few years. Even her insurance company just thought that she had really bad luck, especially when, just three months later, tragedy struck again. But this time, it was way more than just a fire. On July 30th, 1900, a pair of doctors were urgently summoned to Bell's home.

They arrived to find Mads lying on top of his bed not breathing. They checked his body and there was no obvious signs of what had happened to him. No wounds, no medications by his bed. It seemed like he had just laid down and died. Which was odd for a 46-year-old man even at the turn of the century. Bell told the doctors that Mads had come home early from work complaining of a headache. She gave her husband quinine powder, which was a common treatment for fever at the time and today can be found in tonic water. Then she left the room to go make dinner for the kids. And when she

came back, she realized that her husband had died. She told the doctors that she thought maybe the druggist had made a mistake and given them morphine rather than quinine powder. And it seems like The doctors thought that this was a perfectly acceptable explanation for what had happened, and they didn't ask any further questions. Now, I want to add that the timing of her husband's death was extremely lucky. He had only recently changed his life insurance providers. His old policy worth $2,000 was set to expire the very next day after his death. And his new policy worth $3,000 had just gone into effect

that day. So Mads died on the one day in which both policies overlapped, meaning that Belle could collect them both. It's estimated that she made around $192,000 in today's money just from Mad's death. Now, newspapers treated the timing of his life insurance as this like silver lining on an otherwise horrible tragedy. Nellie Larson, Bella's estranged sister, actually came out to the funeral to pay her respects, even though the two hadn't spoken in years. She wanted to be there to support her sister as she went through really the toughest thing a woman could go through at the time, aside from losing a child, becoming a widow. This wasn't the beginning of a reunion, though. Bell only isolated herself further from her family, and in November of 1901, she sold her

house in Chicago and she moved with her children to Indiana. By that point, she had really proven that the things she was doing with insurance were working, and she was getting away with it, too. So it was time to scale up her operation, drastically. The farm Bell bought in Indiana was in pretty good condition. 48 acres near a lake, capable of raising all sorts of livestock. Unlike the candy store, Belle knew how to run a farm from her upbringing in Norway. It was practically a fresh start for her. Once you moved, she started regularly going by Belle rather than Bella, and she reconnected with Peter Gunnis, a man who had stayed at her Chicago place several years earlier.

Peter had two children, a toddler and an infant, who would join her three children at the farm after they got married that spring. But five days after their marriage, the younger of these two children died while in Belle's care. Doctor said the cause of death was edema of the lungs. And now we don't know for sure if this death was truly natural or if it was part of a larger scheme that Bell was overseeing. But we do know that shortly after the child's death, Bell would lose her second husband in just two years. On December 16, 1902, Jenny, Bell's oldest daughter, ran to Bell's neighbors. She pounded frantically on the door until they answered, and she told them that they needed help because, quote, Papa's burned himself.

When the neighbors arrived at Bell's place, they found Peter lying on the parlor floor unmoving. There was blood all around him and his nose was broken. Bell was nearby, incoherent with emotion. And when the doctors finally got her to stop crying and got a story out of her, it went like this. Apparently, Peter had been putting on his shoes in the kitchen when a meat grinder fell from the upper shelf landing on his head.

A bowl of hot brine, which is a mixture of salt and water, came with it, and that burned the back of Peter's neck. Peter had told Bell right afterwards that he was doing fine and that he was just going to lay down to rest, but she came back hours later to find that he was dead on the floor. Immediately, Bell's explanation was questioned by the doctors. During an autopsy, it was determined that the injuries Peter sustained did not match Bell's story really at all. If he had gotten bonked on the back of his head, then why was his nose broken? And the injuries on the back of his head were more consistent with severe repeated blows, not just one single hit from a meat grinder, like Bell said.

So a doctor called an inquest to investigate the death for foul play. And for the town of Laporte, this whole ordeal was a minor scandal. Everyone was convinced that there was something off about the death of Peter Gunniss. But ultimately, the inquest concluded that his death was accidental in spite of all of the unanswered questions. And I'm sure you're all wondering the same thing I was at this point. Did Peter have any life insurance? Well, someone showed up in early 1903 to ask Bell that exact question. It was Peter's brother from Minneapolis.

He knew that Peter had purchased a $2,500 life insurance policy, but the beneficiary was not his wife. It was his daughter from a previous marriage who was named Swan Heald. Bell told Peter's brother that his life insurance no longer existed. He exchanged it for stock certificates, apparently, in a mining company. Though, of course, she could not show the certificates to his brother. And then she insisted that he should actually stay and manage the farm with her, which he politely declined. He had a really bad feeling about what was happening there,

and he left while Belle was asleep, taking his niece with him. It didn't matter to Bell, though. She soon adopted another baby boy named Philip and proceeded to run the farm on her own for over a year. She would buy and raise livestock, slaughter them, butcher them, sell the meat, as well as the produce that she was growing on the farm. And yet, as strong and self-reliant as she was, 48 acres is a lot of land for one person to handle. And as her farm struggled to make a profit, Bell started looking for a way to make things a lot easier on herself. So by the end of 1904, Belle set her sights once again on finding some help. Now, a siren sends her song out into the sea to lure in sailors.

And Bell's song started as a help wanted ad in a Chicago paper, looking for an extra set of hands to help out on the farm. It was answered in early 1905 by a 30-year-old man named, Olaf Lindboe. Olaf was similar to Bell in a lot of ways. For starters, he was also an immigrant from Norway looking to make a good life for himself in America. He was described as a charming man, a good musician. And before he left, he packed a small suitcase that included $600, his life savings

up until that point. One of Bell's neighbors named Christopher noticed that Olaf was a huge help on the farm over the several months that he worked there. and the letters he wrote home that were able to read showed that he was pretty happy. But neighbors also noticed that he and Bell were growing unusually close for an employer and an employee. And one day, his family received a letter from him saying that he thought he would soon be married. That was the last time they ever heard from him. One day, Christopher noticed that Olaf hadn't been helping Bell for a few days, and he asked her if he was okay.

Bell seemed really antsy and confessed that Olaf had abandoned the job after just a few months, and she just left it at that. By April, another man showed up at her doorstep answering the same help-wanted ad. His name was Henry Gerholtz from Scandinavia, Wisconsin. And like Olaf Lindboe before him, he wrote fondly of the farm and the people living there. He also had brought his life savings with him. And also, like Olaf, his letters stopped abruptly. not long after he arrived. His last letter home was on July 4th of 1905, and in it, he told his

brother that he had gone for a pleasant ride through the country with Miss Gunness to celebrate the holiday. Christopher watched as the two left the property, but he never saw Henry again after that. And after the disappearance of these two hired hands, Bell put out another set of ads, but these ones were different. She was no longer looking for a worker. She was looking, for a husband. Her ads were similar to the one that George Anderson read. They talked about how beautiful her farm was, how much money it was making, and she asked for someone who could be her business partner as well as her lover, but also someone who had the cash to prove it. Those who responded to her letters were approaching middle age, somewhere between 35 and 50

for the most part. They were single, working men, and all of them, like her, were Scandinavian immigrants. There was George Barry, a 40-year-old Norwegian American, who came from Illinois to answer Bell's call, and with him he brought $1,500 cash. There was Christy of Dover, Iowa, who sold his farm for $2,000 cash in 1906. He changed his mailing address to Bell's Farm, and subsequently was never heard from again. There was Emile Tell of Kansas. He left town with $3,000 bound for Bell's Farm, and like the others, he sold all of his property before leaving. Many of these men were widowers, like Ull Bouldsburg of Wisconsin. He withdrew $2,000 from the bank and then claimed another $2,000 from a mortgage. His sons expected to hear from their father once he got settled, but they

never did. We have some surviving letters showing the correspondence between Bell and some of these men, and she really lays it on thick in these letters. One of them even reads, quote, to the dearest friend in the world. No woman in this world is happier than I am. I know you are now to come to me and be my own. I can tell from your letters that you are the man that I want. When I hear your name mentioned, it is beautiful music to my ears.

My heart, belts and wild rapture for you. I love you. Come prepared to stay here forever. Meanwhile, Belle's neighbors noticed that she had, had essentially a revolving door of gentlemen callers. Emile Greening, who was a farm worker that Bell had hired, noticed that there was a different man coming to call every single week. Bell introduced each of them as cousins and none of them ever seemed to stay very long.

It was really strange to a meal. But what was even stranger was how many of these men seemed to leave their suitcases behind when they departed. And then there was how the following summer in 1906, Bell hired another man named William. A meal kept to his farm duties, but William was hired to dig a couple of holes in her hog pens, six feet long, three feet wide, and four feet deep. She told William and Amel that these were for trash,

but the two men never saw them filled with any garbage. And in spite of all this strangeness, Emile continued working at the farm for the rest of 1906. He was this young guy, he was 19 years old, and he had really taken a liking to Bell's oldest daughter, Jenny, who at this point was 16 years old. And he hoped that she liked him too, that maybe one day they could get married and leave this weird little farm.

But then, in mid-December of 1906, she abruptly told Emil that her mother was sending her to college in Los Angeles, California. Bell had even arranged for a professor from the college to visit that Christmas. On Christmas Day, Amil watched as the professor and his wife made their way to the farm, but there was also another guy with them, a man from Elbow Lake Minnesota named John Mo. Now, Moe was not there with the professor. He was actually answering one of Bell's ads and had even brought $1,100 with him, which seemed very odd to Emil, but at that point he was used to it.

Emile even ended up turning in early for the night because he had such a strange feeling about the group of people that gathered at bells that evening. Early the next morning, though, he came downstairs from his room looking for Jenny. She promised that she would say goodbye before leaving for school and he wanted to see her just one last time before she left. But the house was dead silent. There was barely any trace that the guests had been there the night before and Jenny was nowhere to be found. found. When he finally found Bell, she told him that Jenny had left already. The professor and his wife had taken her to the boarding school out west. But Emil wasn't an idiot. He knew that Jenny wouldn't have left without saying something to him. It took him six more months of work on Bell's

farm before he finally had enough money to leave for good. And in that time, he saw many more men come to the farm. And none of them go. At the time of Emil's departure, another man was coming to the farm after seeing Bell's ads. This one from South Dakota. His name was Andrew Hegelian, and he had been writing to Bell for at least a year, and she had been using all of the same flowery language that she used on the other men. Andrew was thoroughly enticed by these letters, and he gathered his life savings and made plans to move to Leport to be with Bell. On the morning of January 3, 1908, he arrived at her farm where he was greeted by a man named Ray Lampere. He was a man that Bell hired to replace

a meal after he left. And immediately, Ray was confused when he saw Andrew. See, Ray and Bell had been having a bit of a fling and Ray had been telling his drinking buddies that he thought the two of them would be married soon. The only problem was he was a farmhand with no money to his name and Bell was never going to marry someone like that. So Ray turned away from the fire he was. was building to go confront Andrew about this, only to be interrupted by Bell Gunness herself. She must have not been pleased to see that the man she had been wooing was talking to the man she had been sleeping with. And she told Ray to kindly stop bothering Andrew. Immediately after, she kicked Ray out of his second story room and told him to stay in the barn from now on. And that

infuriated him. He was not one to let things go either. And so after that, all of her warmth and all of her energy went into convincing Andrew to become hers. But before the wedding, she had to make sure that he could actually pay up. That following Monday, on January 6th, Bell and Andrew went to the First National Bank, where Andrew presented three checks he wanted to cash out for a total of $2,839. The teller informed them that it would take some time to come up with that amount of cash, which clearly annoyed Bell much more than her husband to be. Within a week, though, they had all the money, and Andrew, like all the rest, was never seen again. But Andrew had something that the other men did not have, something that Bell did not account for, a brother, and one that he was

very close to and became increasingly anxious after he hadn't heard from Andrew in 10 days, enough so that he wanted to go to Bell's farm and figure out what happened to him. Now, back in the day, tracking the location of a person was a lot harder than it is now. So Andrew's brother, Asla, wound up writing to many friends trying to determine where Andrew might be. And when no one had an answer, he had a hired hand search Andrew's place. There he found dozens of letters written to Andrew by Bell Gunniss of Laporte, Indiana. Asla wrote to Bell in early March asking her where his brother was. And the letter arrived just as Bell was dealing with another problem.

Her employee turned spurned lover, Ray Lamfierre. Rather than welcome him back into her house after Andrew's disappearance, she fired him. And Ray did not take this very kindly. He was already upset about being sent to the barn and had even attempted to sue her in order to recover carpentry tools that he left on the property. Bell, in response, had him arrested for trespassing. So you can imagine, when she received the letter from Andrew's brother, she felt like enemies were coming at her from all directions. She ended up writing back to Andrew's brother saying that she didn't know where Andrew was either. Now, Asla didn't buy this for a single second, but it took him some time to figure out exactly what he was going to do next.

And in the meantime, Ray would actually have to go to trial multiple times because Bell kept accusing him of insanity. She said that he threatened her regularly and that she felt like her life was in danger. And Bell was in danger at the time, but not of death. of discovery. On April 15, 1908, during Ray's second trial for trespassing, the defense attorney sought to undermine Bell's credibility as a witness, and while doing so, he made a connection that no one in the story had made thus far. According to the court transcript, he asked Bell while she was on the stand, quote, Peter Gunniss, your husband, died very suddenly, didn't he? He carried considerable life

insurance, didn't he? How did that sausage grinder come to drop on Mr. Gunness's head anyway? Each of these questions was followed by a strong objection from the prosecution and the judge determined that the questioning had gone a little bit too far. But Bell started feeling like a woman surrounded. The lawyer was catching on to her. Ray wasn't going anywhere. And Andrew's brother continued sending her letters from South Dakota asking where Andrew was. And remember, when Belle got backed into a corner, she took unconventional and somewhat drastic measures. On the morning of April 27, 1908, Miss Garwood, a teacher at a Quaker school in LaPort, noticed something strange. She taught Myrtle and Lucy Gunniss, who were Bell's two youngest daughters, and that morning, both of them had come

into school crying. They said that their mother had beaten them horribly for playing in the stairwell that led to the basement, and that was a part of the house that they were strictly forbidden from entering. Miss Garwood was so concerned that she sent the two girls home from school early that day. Meanwhile, Belle Gunniss had spent several hours in town with her lawyer, rewriting her will. She also told her lawyer that Raylam Fear had threatened to burn down her house with her and her family in it. And that was really setting the stage for what was to come. Before dawn the next day, April 28th, Joseph Maxen, Ray Lamphir's replacement farmhand, awoke to the smell of smoke. Struggling to breathe, he stumbled out of his room down the stairs

and out the back entrance of the house. He looked up and saw that the entire farmhouse was on fire. And not knowing what else to do, he grabbed an axe and he tried. tried to re-enter the building, but he found it impossible. And moments later, the roof started collapsing. Word spread really fast amongst the surrounding farms, and people from all over the port came down to see if they could help in any way. Someone set up a ladder on the side of the building, and another attempted to check each bedroom from the outside to see

if they could rescue Bell or any of her children. But each room was completely empty. And soon, the fires inside were two things. for anyone to go into the house. Joseph then fetched Laporte's sheriff at around five in the morning, but by the time the sheriff arrived, there wasn't anything that could be done. The flames slowly burned out as the sun rose, and all that remained of Bell's farmhouse was a handful of walls and a big pile of rubble.

Firemen, policemen, and men from the sheriff's department sifted through that rubble for hours. They tore down the remaining walls for safety, leaving, Just the basement of the house. A basement that was now filled with still smoldering debris. And by mid-afternoon, they were growing frustrated because they hadn't turned up anything and they still didn't know where Belle or her daughters were. Then, at 3.45 in the afternoon, a man made the very grim discovery that they were looking for. Four bodies in the southeast corner of the cellar were discovered.

Utterly buried in rubble and ash, the children, Lucy, murder. and Philip were charred and displayed signs of blunt trauma that the investigators thought were from the house falling on them, and next to them was another body that was completely unrecognizable. There was bones protruding from burnt flesh. It was assumed that this was Bell. However, she was unrecognizable because her head was missing. The only reason that they thought this was Bell was because of the body's size and they made an educated guess. No matter how long they looked, no one could find the head for this body anywhere in the rubble. And the sheriff caught wind that Belle had recently told her lawyer that Ray Lamphir wanted to burn down her house with her in it.

So he tracked him down for questioning, but Ray had an alibi for the night of the fire. If the place had burned down, it definitely was not because of him. Now at first, the newspapers reported this as just a senseless, horrible tragedy. Bell's strange sister, Nellie, took a train out to Leport to identify the body. Also arriving in town was Andrew's brother, who continued to search for Andrew amongst the ruins. And once the rubble was fully cleared, Asla found himself dissatisfied. He wandered about the grounds of the farm, wondering if he should go back home and just give up the search for his brother entirely. But then, on a whim, he asked Joseph Maxen if he could,

could recall other holes that were dug on the property in spring. And the farmhand said that he had, and he pointed to them inside of the hog barn. That was where he helped Bell dispose of some garbage, he said. Asla and Maxen just started digging to see what they could find. And that's when they discovered graves. Now, there were a lot of bodies inside these graves, and they were in horrible condition, dismembered, badly decomposed. And around each body, there were several gunny sacks full of body parts. Many of the bodies were pretty much unrecognizable, and a couple of them were missing their

heads, having obviously been beheaded at some point. The men had been buried in quicklime, an ingredient used in cement, which is very corrosive in chemical form. Some of them still had their mustaches on their faces, but other than that, they were completely destroyed. All the skin had melted and decayed. And when I was reading this part, I couldn't help but think of how Homer described the sirens in the Odyssey. He said, quote, the sirens cast a spell of penetrating song, sitting within a meadow. Nearby is a great heap of rotting human bones. Fragments of skin are shriveling on them. The first body that was unearthed was missing both limbs and its head, which were contained in sacks nearby. Asla knew immediately, though,

that this was his brother, Andrew. Shortly after, the men dug up a skeleton of a 16-year-old girl, it was Jenny Olson, and she hadn't gone to California after all. This horror show continued for a while. Word spread fast about the gruesome murder farm that Bell had run in Indiana. On May 10th, a week after the bodies had been discovered, over 16,000 curious individuals trekked out to Leport to see the ruins for themselves. The event even became something like a county fair with commemorative postcards of the bodies and eager townsfolk selling their services as tour guides.

Some of these amateur guides said that the body count was as high as 40, but the truth is somehow less and more disturbing. You see, after a while, the police had just stopped counting the bodies. There were too many unaccounted for body parts and they were all mixed together and just, the time they didn't have the technology to figure out what belonged to who. Today, any number of websites will tell you that Bell killed between 14 and 40 people. But from my research, and after speaking to Rob, who helped me research this episode, we think that the number is somewhere around 28. And that's still kind of just a guess. And it's taking it on the faith that none of the newspapers we read exaggerated for dramatic effect. Now, as the public took in the horrifying scope of

her crimes, speculation began that Bell Gunness had faked her own death. After all, the body was headless. Where did the head go? And if it was Bell who burned down the farm and committed this crime as part of some big scheme, and we don't have any reason to think that it wasn't her, how did she remove her own head? That's a real question I'm asking. If you have any thoughts on this, please comment, because I've just been turning that over nonstop all night, basically. How did she remove her own head? Maybe she staged this whole thing in order to evade the consequences of her crimes, and that person that was found in the basement was just someone else. Speculation also ran rampant that Bell didn't work alone. Investigators noticed that

Ray Lamb Fear possessed a pocket watch that belonged to John Moe, one of the men that she murdered. But that was a gift given to him by Bell, he said. He had no idea that it came from a dead man. Ray denied having any knowledge of Bell's crimes. Though in November of 1908, he did go to trial, he was acquitted of murder. They figured it wasn't him that murdered the family. But he was convicted of arson, in spite of any actual evidence that he started the fire at Bell's Farm. The judge gave him a minimum sentence of two years. But Ray would not live to be released from jail.

He died after a little over a year from tuberculosis, unless this. in two weeks after he died, a priest came forward saying that Ray had actually given him a full confession before his death. And to quote the newspaper that covered the story, it says, quote, Lamfeer confessed that he had guilty knowledge of the murder of three men in the gunness home during the time that he lived there, about eight months in 1907. And he assisted Mrs. Gunniss and disposing of the bodies of three men. He said he thought he had not received as much of the profits of the transactions as he considered himself entitled to, and he went to the farmhouse one night with a woman. Chloriformed Miss Gunniss, her three children, and Jenny Olson. He and the

woman then searched the house finding between $60 and $70. The light they used was a candle and they left the house without knowing that the spark would soon burst into flames. Now, this almost certainly didn't happen. Jenny had been missing for a while at that point, so it's unlikely she was killed with Belle and the kids. However, the public did think that this confession fully tied up the loose ends of the Bell Gunniss story. And it also helped people understand what happened to the men, that they were most likely chloroformed by Bell while they slept and then were hacked to pieces and buried on the property, though we will never know for certain exactly what happened. Unless the headless woman wasn't Bell after all. The only thing that was

ever found of Bell Gunness's skull was a set of distinctive dental bridges made of porcelain and 18-carat gold. Her dentist did look at them and thought that maybe they did belong to her, but there's never been any more definitive proof than that. Sightings of Bell Guinness appeared for many months after the discovery of the bodies, spanning the whole length of North America. Most of these were determined to be hoaxes or mistakes, but they showed that she had, like a lot of killers before and since ascended into the collective imagination of America. She'd become not just a fugitive, but this monster that was on the loose. Conspiracy theories swirled around the nature of her crimes. Some suspected that Bell was employed by gangsters in Chicago to help

dispose of bodies, or that she ran a baby farm disposing of unwanted infants and providing abortion services to poor women in the area. None of these theories ever held up, though. She had no connections with gangsters during her time in Chicago, and she was isolated enough from her neighbors in the port that it's hard to imagine her as someone a pregnant woman would turn to for help, but the monstrous perception of her, fueled by penny dreadfuls and lurid true crime reporting, obscures the actual woman who committed these terrible acts. And in a strange way, it kind of gives this one final parallel to the story with sirens. Homer describes them pretty obliquely. He mentions their songs and monstrous appetites, but little else about them.

It was only later myths and artists from the medieval era who expanded the sirens into the sea creatures that we think of today. And likewise, Belle Gunnis went from a woman who killed men one at a time to a hired hitman for the mob, who was ingenious enough to fake her own death and evade capture afterwards. But she was never that kind of criminal mastermind. Her schemes were brutal, but they were really simple. And in the end, she had no exit strategy. If you want to learn more about Bell Gunniss, I suggest you check out Harold Schechter's book, Hell's Princess, The Mystery of Bell Gunness, Butcher of Men. It was one of the main sources that we used when writing this episode. And if you want to know more about mermaid and siren lore, then like I mentioned at the beginning

of this episode, you can check us out on Patreon and Apple podcast subscriptions, because we did a bonus episode last month that's all mermaid and siren lore from around the world. And beyond folklore, it also include some sightings that people have seen around the world of Mermaid. So you definitely want to check that out. And if you want kind of behind the scenes looks at the episodes and information that didn't make it into the episodes, you can check out footnotes on the High Council tier of Patreon. We would love to see you guys over there. We give a lot of good extra information too, just some stuff that I had to cut out for

various reasons from the episodes. Now, you can join me back here next week for another installation of our monster series. This time we're going to be exploring The Boogie Man and a time that a faceless villain infiltrated a German family on a small remote farm. It's a terrifying story and I hope to see you there for it. And until then

stay curious. Heartstice pounding is written and produced by me, Kayla Moore. Heartstri's pounding is also produced by Matt Brown. Our associate producer is Juno Hobbs. Additional research and writing by Rob Teamstra. Sound design a mix by Petrie Sound. Special thanks to Travis Dunlop, Grayson, Jernigan, the team at WME and Ben Jaffe.

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