The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1904-12-18
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muCh-tOuted beauty suffers much before
realty It r. beauty, but of a washcd-out
sort-,he kind that shows the pace. The
features are small, the brown hair fine.
The teeth diminutive. and the hands and
ears delicate The fun, white throat. the
pointing lips down-drooped at the cor
uers. and the short, heavy-nostriled
nose. suggest pleasure-loving nature.
The cold gray eye bespeaks calculat-
ing mind
COquetry Crops Out.
one still sees in the slight figure that
sits all in funeral black beside the
white-haired father, evidence of the now
sub-conscious coquetry which Nan
Patterson developed TO the full when
she lived I'm the blaze of the foot-lights
painted and plumed and moved nightly
In sea Of sound and color
The tripping way in which she walks
into and out of the courtroom the
jaunty tilt Of her hat, the dainty white
fHu at the throat. the veil with its
satin-banded edges hanging dainty
above the prisOn-pale face, the soft hair
masscd across the broad. smooth brow.
the girlish simplicity OF the black dress.
the black-gloved hands-aH these things
and a score of others are ELOQUENT of a
love OF admiration that persists in spite
Of tragic and awe-compelling surround
mgs
Nan Patterson knows that her destiny
is in the hands of twelve men.
Her youth, her beauty and her sex have
always been her weapons.
Not of Her World.
But the men she mas known best are
those who alternately pamper and beat
women, men of gross lives These men
who sit in the ordered silence of the
court room are of different TYNE
eralely polite and sternly attentive to
The evidence. whether IL makes for or
against her life. IL is plain TO see they
puzzle her. They are not of her world
The young iudge-Justice Davis doesn't
look thirty-hve-in his black robes-how
quiet ana scberi The tail athletic young
prosecutor-how eoldly polite and STERN
The twelve jurors-with what pitiIess
care they watch and listen TO the wit
uesscs!
Beyond the Judge. Nan Patterson sees
"a mc0eTr painters conception of Justice
covering the middle space of the wall-a
tall woman with unbandaged eyes. the
American flag draped over her shoulder:
IN one hand the watering scales. in the
other crystal bal sHrmouuted by
/ cross, representing Christianity: NJ her
feet two childish figures, one carrying
the Sword of Condemnation, the other
the Dove of Acquittal
Fates Spinning Destiny.
And just over the heads of the jurors
she sees the whlte-robed figures of the
Fates spinning. measuring and cutting
the threads of human destiny. Nan
Patterson stares AT the Fates a good
deal but makes no comment. They
are probably beyond the range Of her
Imagination.
Yet there is something in the sight
Of the girl of twenty-siN or seven years
looking mp nj the painted allegory of
human life that lifts the spectacle above
the commonplace.
spin spin. CIotho. spin.
Lachesis twist and Atropos sever
In the shadow. year out. year IN.
The silent headsman waits forever.
At sixteen wife. then a luxury-seek-
ing, painted chorus girl. and NJ twenty
six prisoner. charged with che muir
der OF Caesar Young, who beat her and
cursed her the night before his death.
Picture Too Black.
But perhaps the picture Is little too
bmck-not six months ago but now.
Since the legal struggle that is TO decide
whether she is 10 live or die began
Nan Patterson has been growing visibly