The San Francisco call., 1908-08-22
Girl Betrayed by Policeman, and
Deserted, Believes He
Is Loves Her
Calls for Him Constantly and
Is Kept in Ignorance of
His Perfidy
Does Not Know He Was Forced
to Marry Ethel Yonge to
Escape Prison
| Hides DishOnOr From Mother
With Unused Marriage
License

Another page of shame and dis
honor, of brutal betrayal and de-
sertion in the life and loves of Po-
liceman Edward T. Davey was
laid open before the police COM
missioners and Chief Biggy yes
terday when they learned that at
3543 Twenty-fourth street there
lay dying Miss May Austin, a
former love, whom he had used
and discarded and who, even at
deaths door, waited in futile long
ing for the fulhllment of his false
promises.
All unconscious is she that
Davey. to keep out OF prison, has been
forced to marry Ethel C. Yonge. an
other of his victims Ignorant Is she
OF his perddy, OF the black shame OF
her dishonored name. Her trust in him
is sublime, perfect. absolute Last
night she was prepared for death The
vested priest lowered over the dying
form murrnuring of the greater, holier
love, but in her hallucination she called
out for her girlish love, for the man
whom in her delirium she named "hus-
band"
Mother. is he comingg she gasped-
The mother. burdened with 70 years OF
life and a crowning sorrow. patted the
poor, thin hands flung over the cover
let
Yes. dearie. he's coming: don't
worry child, he is coming"
The mother knew that he would
never come, that her daughter had been
cast aside, and though the bitterness
and very shame of it nigh choked her.
she bent over the pallid face. soothing
with words of comfort. giving up from
her great store of mother love.
The priest. Father Harnett OF St.
James parish, concluded the last rites,
gave what comfort he could and de-
parted. All through the night the
mother watched by the daughter. keep
ing from her the horrible truth.
Through the long stretches she sat by
the bedside, guarding, ever guarding,
against a whisper of the false prom
ises, of vows broken, OF pledges for
gotten. Never in this world will the
girl know that Davey but played with
her as he played with others. Hers
at least will be paltry satisfaction OF
dying in the belief that she was loved
by him, trusting in him to the fullest
extent.
Once the girl woke from a brief
sleep Has he come, mother?" she
asked.
Not yet. dearie. not yet; but he will"
He viii come, won't he, mother%
"Of course he Will, child Tomorrow
perhaps. 1t is night time now"
Yes, mother-night time"
WAS ONLY A CHILD
The story is as old as the Oldest
\ love and new as the latest sim In it
there is nothing more sensational than
a broken heart, nothing more startling
| than a trusting girl She met Davey
shortly before the fire Of April. 1906
I She was but a slip OF child and he
the inevitable man of the world. She
/ did not know and she believed. Also.
she loved. The sequence was the same
old natural one OF a thousand other
similar affairs. For him she threw
aside respectability, home and family
! ties
mothers questfonings-
Who married your" asked the old
woman, and the girl did not reply.
lido not know his name"
The mother had to be deceived That
was evident Whereupon Davey went
| the llullL he procured q marriage H.
cense in San Rafael
There is our license" said the girl
| to the mother and the old woman, ig-
norant OF legal documents, half be-
/ lieved.
But though the marriage license was
secured there was no marriage. He gave
/ his word he promised and she ac-
cepted words and promises. trusting,
feeling secure in her great love for
! him.
Then he dropped her; not openly and
( with brutal kindness, but with more
false promises. more despicable lies,
more vows His was not the courage
/ to face the quivering lip and broken
heart of a ruined girl He killed her
| with a kiss and stabbed with tender
embrace The lip might CULVER in soli-
tude. the hot tears might dampen the
pillow and girls throbbing heart cry
4 aloud in it's agony in the silence OF the
night; but he did not possess the man
| illness to confess that he lied and ac-
cent her scorn. WhereupOn he heaped
lie upon lie, vow on vow. promise on
promise. He left her saying he would
return And she believed and loved on.
DID NOT KNOW OF OTHER
i He did not return She waited, still
believing hoping. longing She did not
know that on leaving her he had gone
to Ethel Yonge. That she never will
know Then. as he did not return
she began to die Consumption got her