The grounds of this lovely 7-acre Atherton estate were designed by the famous landscaper Thomas Church and included 1 3/4 acres of broad, sweeping lawns, old white and live oak, poplar, linden and other trees. The two-story, 14 room, 7 bath English Tudor style home designed by Gardner Dailey and Paul Williams in 1939 stood in the center of the property with peach, cherry, fig, orange, apricot and apple trees nearby.
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Not sure when it was sold but the property was marked down from $165,000 to $110,000!
(Photo: Inez L. Burns’ “million dollar hands”–as she called them–enabled her to purchase this home in Atherton, occuped by her son, his wife [seen here] and their children, including Caroline Carlisle.)
Inez Burns also invested in property, paying cash for a Spanish-style home on Selby Lane in Atherton, a mansion on Los Angeles’ legendary Mulholland Drive next door to the home of South American conductor Xavier Cugat as well as the 1000-acre La Honda ranch.
A workaholic who kept late hours at the Fillmore Street flat, Inez made surprise visits to Atherton and La Honda where she installed trusted family members as caretakers.
The Atherton home was occupied by Inez’s son, his wife and children, including Caroline Carlisle. Carlisle remembered the beautiful home and the garden tended by Alfred, the gardener, who pruned the elegant roses and planted rows of sweet corn in the summer.
Sunday night was party time at the Atherton house, with the guests a mix of cops, judges and underworld characters such as “Fat Selmi” and entertainers Joaquin Gray and Pinky Lee.
When hotel rooms were sold out in San Francisco during the famous International Panama-Pacific Exposition (1915), rooms were available at the Montara Inn, built on the hillside overlooking the artist’s colony.
Or–are the guests actually posing outside the publisher Harr Wagner’s Montara home?
Inez Burns was the first to admit that she was not a businesswoman. But she did accumulate more cash than she knew what to do with–and because hers was an illegal business–she was unwilling to use the banks.
She hid cash in the hems of the brocade curtains, in the baseboards and inside the bannisters of her Guerrero Street home. A “big black safe” was also installed in Inez’s favorite “hat room” located just off the bedroom where she slept in a luxurious “Hollywood bed” featuring an upholestered headboard.
While playing with a glass globe filled with fake snow, Caroline Carlisle recalls her grandmother surprising her at age seven with a “real pirate’s treasure chest” stuffed with neat stacks of cash (hiding $750,000 in the wine cellar turned out to be a bad decision as Inez discovered termites had consumed the small fortune, leaving only a pile of dust).
Maintaining her youthful appearance was of great importance to Inez Burns. Designers were summoned to her home on Guerrero Street and told to bring the latest fashions including expensive furs, diamond, ruby and emerald jewelry.
To protect her fair skin from the aging effects of the sun, hundreds of expensive hats with wide brims were made for Inez and stored in a special “hat room.”
“It’s better to have one good thing than seven bad ones,” was Inez Burns’ maxim–and she lived it to the hilt.
In the Guerrero Street home’s large rumpus room, she hosted catered parties, never drinking more than two silver fizzes, christened with the cliche, “Down the hatch.”
Inez was a difficult taskmaster, hiring and firing maids in rapid order, forever seeking the perfect maid with a perfect dusting technique.
Driven about town in a chauffeured limousine, she ran around with good friend Mabel Malotte, a high-priced, first-class madam “who treated her girls good.”
Inez’s granddaughter Caroline Carlisle recalled, “Inez didn’t like [Sausalito madam] Sally Stanford. Grandmother said Sally Stanford withheld pay from the girls, telling them the customer’s checks bounced.”
(Photo: Caroline Carllisle, at left, with unidentified friend on horse given to her by grandmother Inez Burns)
During the long career of Inez Burns, she was a self-described “chameleon,” using names such as “Amy Dutch”–and camouflaging her illegal work by sometimes calling herself a foot doctor.
Officials later estimated as many as 20 abortions a day, priced at $300 each, were performed in the Fillmore Street flat in San Francisco. Some calculated Inez L. Burns earned as much as $50,000 per month.
With a reputation as a “perfect abortionist” (no fatalities), Inez began to rake in serious money, according to her granddaughter, Caroline Carlisle.
“Women came from Europe to see her,” Carlisle said, adding that major Hollywood stars, as well as an Olympic medal-winning ice skater-also turned movie star-trusted her grandmother.
With the money earned from her “million-dollar hands,” Inez had a home built to her specifications, with a three-car garage on Guerrero Street in San Francisco.
Only the finest materials would do: custom-made brocade curtains covered the windows–and to satisfy her obsession with cleanliness, separate sinks for hand-washing and tooth-brushing were installed in the spacious master bedroom.
“Weevil” was a Coastside Indian who lived in a cave in the back of Montara. He always paid for everything in gold. According to local legend, Weevil had a gold mine.
Some locals discovered “Weevil’s” cave by nearly falling into it and took samples of the soil to a geologist who verified that it was a kind of gold dust. ….
Reads: “The best located tract in the Montara-Farallone District. Every lot in tract is within three blocks of the Montara or Farallone Depots, with a perfect view of the Ocean and Montara Mountains. Surrounded on all sides by well developed property. Main sewers already laid. Sidewalks, water mains and street grading free of cost to purchaser. Splendid location for Home or Investment. Sold on reasonable terms.”
Reef & Wagner
Owners
Phone Douglas 4291 324 Phelan Building, SAN FRANCISCO
Note: For a recap on this story, please reads Parts I-III below.
We don’t know precisely when Inez Burns began her career as an abortionist but by 1922 during Prohibiton, she was “practicing” on her own–and earning a lot of money. She soon purchased a three-story flat on Fillmore Street in San Francisco, installing surgical equipment in immaculately clean rooms simulating a hospital with ether and other modern techniques.
Attired in a crisp, white nurse’s uniform, Inez was often addressed as “Doctor.” She was clearly in her stride, giving orders to a staff of six competent women–including a receptionist and one male, Joe Hoff, “the blood man.”
She also had her spies.
To this day, Inez Burns’ granddaughter, Caroline Carlisle retains the image of gray haired Joe Hoff, holding up a glass beaker in one of the sanitized rooms.
When entering the clinic, female patients encountered a professional environment where the staff spoke in hushed voices, reinforced by the bold “NO TALKING” signs posted on the waiting room walls.
In the waiting room itself, patients could reach into a shallow copper bowl for one of Inez L. Burns’ business cards, describing her as a “designer.”
