Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1882-07-12
The Woman's Story.

The following is the story told by the wo-
man who killed Charles Stiles in Chicago
last Monday morning
Il met Charles Stiles first about six wears
ago i'll the East, when he was following a
horse, racing circuit. I was respectable then
but went to live with him as his wife, and
took his name, but we have never been mar
ried: About five years ago joined him here
in Chicago, and then began my trouble. |
lett him July and went to Miss Carrie
Watson to live because he abused me so.
put ne came after me in carriage and made
me 60 back to No. 291 Wabash avenue, when
we lived as man and wife, he having room
ut the Palmer House merely as blind. He
lll-used me again. Last night he took me
to ride out to DoWning's Ia road house north
and Women), and because I told him ]. had
no money to give him he deserted me there
and left me to come home alone, which |
did, getting wet through. / then determin-
ed never to have any more to do with him,
and this morning went to his room to say
goodbye. As soon as got in the room /
said what made you leave me out at Down
ing's last night p and he told me in reply to
leave the room or he would have me put
out. said to him am going back to Miss
Carries to live and you must never see me
again. | felt bad, and ] said. Charlie, kiss
me goodbye; just one kiss for the old loves
sake Then he got mad and said. 3d.
you, I'll kill you yet. You amt going back
to Carries. And then he grabbed me by
the throat-a favorite trick of his. had the
pistol in my hand and | said to him. Look
out, Charlie, this might so off, but he did
not stop, and kept OH struggling with me. |
pushed the pistol toward him, and before |
knew it the shot was fired. | don't remem-
Der any more, was so faint and frightened
Then number Of men came. and the police
brought HE here" She insisted over and
over again that she did not go TO the Palmer
House for the purpose of killing Stiles. She
was asked, Didn't you 60 to the Palmer
House this morning with these idea of kill
ing Mr.. Stiles"
No; nothing of the kind. felt hurt at
his desertion of me in the rain last night,
and simply went to bid him good bye and
ask him to leave me alone at Miss Carries.
When l asked him to kiss me good bye he
kicked me-
Did he support you as his wife? No.
Rather did support him. We fire.
quently went to kingsley's to dinner and to
lunch, and my money invariably paid the
bills. | tell you again he never did anything
for me but spend every cent could rake
and scrape together, and now he is dead.
Oh, isn't it awful and didn't mean to kill
him. never fired off a pistol before in my
life, but have carried pistol long time
Oh, if he had only treated me decent this
morning all might have been well with u.s.
Now, all is gloom and sorrow"
She said again: "a year ago last April
had room at the Palmer at the same time
he did, and he went into my room and took
everything had in the Shape of money. 1t
was his one cry-money, money. all the
time, and | gave him everything | had in
the world. | even went back to that miser-
able life in order to earn money for him,
and ne gambled it away altogether with
specializing in grain and provisions, and, of
course, his salary went in the same way.
never remember the day within five wears
that he has not asked me for money. / told
him not to do so; it made me feel sad to
think he only cared for me for the money I
could give him. Then he choked and kicked
me. He led me dogs life: Every two or
three weeks he would send me letter bid
ding me farewell forever felt sad enough,
but if it was for his good to give me up Twas
satisfied. had given my honor and girl
hood to him. 1t was not much more to
stand by and let him desert me- But lust
as | would begin to feel resigned to our
parting he would come back to me. When
l refused him money he always reproached
me. tried to get along once by Keeping
house and renting rooms, but he made me
give it up,"