The Birmingham age-herald., 1908-01-20
Karl Decker in the New York Morning
 Telegraph

Telegraph.
 NA AS there any relief from the W Slush Sisters yesterday? Not
 w enough to notice.
 There was no Thaw trial yesterday. Thaw was locked up in the Tombs; the jurors were locked up in the Hotel Knick- erbocker and the members of the Sob Squad were locked out of the court room, but nevertheless there were instalments of gush in all the yellow news letters. Everybody officially connected with the case was resting up yesterday, or pre- pairing for the opening Monday.
 Of course the firing of the first gun in the trial will call all the members of the Sob Squad, the Sympathy Platoon and the Slush Guards to arms They have done well up to this time, but when they can thrill apd throb and palpitate with emo tion over the effect of the evidence upon to demonstrate just how hard they can gush when called to do their utmost
 Nell Brinkley-still holds the gush rec ord, however. She was there when the whistle blew yesterday with new con- signment of adjectives and sturdy de- termination to keep right on kidding Eve 1yn until she kids her into little sunbon- net and little gingham apron and has her swinging naughtik on little garden gate.
 Nell was just one lap short of mysteries yesterday. Note what she had to write: ''All the artists make pics of just one face of her. Always the sad face of haunting eyes and down-drooped mouth, They never make her when she's gay and glad. And she is, heaps of timesl I tried to make her. I gripped my crayon and dug holes in the paper and pretty near bit my tongue off doing it."
 Poor Nell! It's a pity she couldn't bite the keys off hers typewriter But it is when she swings into color that she be- comes an enthusiast. She yearns for color Dreams color Eats color. Drinks color. Give her color or she faints. Note this:
 Color. Orange and gold and sepia. and green and amber and wine color-and vio- lot and grape purple.
 "One's heart arches for thing that don't show on ones sketch pad Her eyes when she smiles-if one puts ones hand over the lips, so that only the eyes may show-give not one hint or wink of the smile-they are just filled with the same haunting heartbreak as if the lips were grave, too. But the mouth It is all mirth and gay heartedness and wonder in the world. And she laughs often. like a kiddie with a dirty comfy face and its Teddy bear hugged tight"
 Oh mamma, mamma, papa has shot the cook
 Evelyn is certainly Nelrs one best Betty.
 Let Us probe more deeply into this psychological analysis of Evelyn by Miss Brinkiey There is thiss4or instance:
 When Harry Thaw turns his face over his chair and smiles his quick, tender smiles her mouth curls at the corners and laughs half bashfuily, as she twists a bit in her chair and turns her head to one side and still smiles in a way as if she had spoken a caressing word She winks and gggles to herself over some of the jury"
 The real giddy gushfulpess is here, however,:
 "She had little joke all to herself this day. She bent over and dipped down her little loose-gloved hand to the floor and fussed and played at some little game of her own-and then she looked up with her dark little face stained with deep color and laughed and hunched her frall shoulders around her ears like bad kid that has done some naughty thing and knows 1t and is delighted. l smiled baclz-because you can't help but smllc when she does. Why, if bit of kiddie with face like story out of a fairy book turned up it's chin and grnned at you-you'd never think one minute-you'd d just grin back. She draws all the good things and the tenderness and the good will to the top of you-makes you want to say it with your lips and think 1t with your heart and look it with your face.' Wouldn't that hold you for short space of time? If this were a male per