The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1908-01-20
CHILDISH, BUT WISE,
EVEL YN THAW'S TALK
WHEN SEEN AT HOME
Says She's Not Afraid
of Jerome, and RoaStS
OarVan.
By CHARLES soMERvILLE.

By CHARLES S0MERVILLE.
| NEW YORK, Jan. a0.-Young Mrs.
! Thaw met me 81 the entrance to the
| library Of the HtIle home in Park ave
nue., where she has hidden since thu
| close OF the last trial. The free gesture
AID the firm hardshake that followed
were like those that so to make a boys
/ frank greeting.
Her little figure WAS clad in the same
/ style, yet differently, that l had seen
I il in the court room, There was the
I broad school boy collar and same loose
1 tallOr-made jacket and short pleaIed
skirt. but they were in black and
white cheek instead Of the dark blue
Dainty pumps of black leather display
an instep clad IN tan silk. The lit
tie jacket had a collar and cuffs OF dark
gray velvet. Her hair was the same
simple arrangement, waves caused by
loose, backward brushing. A black rib
bon bound il al the back.
Size sat of d sudden IN the high
/ backed old chair Of the gilt leather
CuShtp9 and rrstcd her elbow on the
/ big table, Wagged her head and patted
her hair after the manner Of a quaint
child and-the very instant / VS. en-
cOuntering the gravity and thoughtful
ness OF woman
Not Afraid of Jerome.
Il am not afraid of JEROME" she said.
II only 0sk him 20 be fair. 1 only want
him 10 let the jury and the public know
fully the woman that 1 ann. He can be
aGroitiy cruel. He can frame questions
TO which 1 am only allowed TO reply in
a limited way, and the whole thing is
cone IN such a manner that he creates
misunderstanding about my character
about the sort OF girl or woman that
1 am.
Il cannot expect anything but On
/ tagonism from Mr. Jerome. He comes
! from the other side of life-the side or
wealth and influence that looks upon al
girls and women OF the stage as social
vampires. They are taught that such
women arc invariably the pitfalls OF
youth and ambition. In a vague way
I think Mr. Jerome must think that I
was born evil-that II my hair was
brushed aside horns would be found
growing out Of my head and that 1 was
bern with them.
i I5athc an the things in life thar
Mr.. Jerome would paint me as liking.
l detCst wiCkedness. hated the coarse
talk Of the paint. d women in the chorus
dressing rooms MIR. Jerome must know
there are Two sorts OF girls. There are
those who are simply animals There
are those girls who are kept clean ~
mind and body by their ambition
Models Earnings Scant.
THE earnings of an artists MODEL
are scant and the work has its deadly
weariscmeness 20 a child. The stage
was brilliant and Il you could achieve
things there the rewards we're very big.
MY father had been a gentleman
had a natural desire for all the re-
fnemeuts Of life such as lie IN pictures
and good books. In artistic surround
ings ana gentle companions. The stage
seemed the only way OF getting them. /
had my dreams OF achieving great
ness and winning all the fine things OF
life
7 was trapped into vice. And IL
Mr.. Jerome would pretend that my
heart was ever In II. my best answer
10 him Is that I have done all that I
can to make myself worthy OF the first
honest love thar was offered me
Scandal was dying for lack OF fuel
and the uaSt was almost forgotten
when poor Harry went insane and did
that dreadful thing at the roof garden"
Showed Histrionic Ability.
The girl was trembling a little and
her eyes were big with an earnestness !
that would make her the great actress !
she dreamed Of becoming II II were not
real
Il hope-I hope they exonerate Harry I
and let him go free. It was done purely
in madness. At other times he had
thought only Of bringing exposure, not /
death on Stanford white, az tho punish
ment that ftted the case.
But I am afraid 10 hope. Last time
I was so sure that Harry would be /
acquitted. Why, I Ind everything ar.
ranged in his room. ] expected to bring
nina home with nee The evening the jury
wont out. had all LIS evening clothes
laid out for him so ne could put them
right on and sit down to dinner in the
old way and Danish as quickly as pos I
sibIe all memoir es Of the prison. And /
II all came to nothing. II all came TO I
my coming back TO tie hotel and crying /
the whole night-and-I hate tears
Those who saw her under cross eX-
AIMING ton at the last trial know this ]
10 be true enough. She never used that I
weapon. Three or four weapons came {
dabs Of her handkerchief she kept them I!
from falling and with a quick contrac- /
ton Of h-r slender throat neld back t
those fears that would have sprung up 1
anew.
Her Little Mannerisms.
There was a pause and then again |
:he quaint. childish wag of the head and |
the pattering Of her slender hands |
against the soft hair on her brow.
but" size said. Il hate TO bare my |
feelings in this way. I'd rather talk |
the picture mClding down on Lawyer I
GIeason's bald mead one day. I'd Ike |
10 talk and laugh about al the "XJraoT- /
binary things that are said of me |
angel child Door little kiddy,' 'swayer |
Of men, and all that. It's rot.
Il wasn't an angel child when I went /
10 school The boy I liked best was a Z
farmers boy " 10 used to bring a pOck- 4
etful Of live EraS shoppers to school /
every day-Wheu 4srasshOppers were in 1
season. He ha' good manners, II he /
was a little hayt Ced. Whenever l asked |
him for grassfopper he would give me /
the very latest one. The teacher de- /
tected our negotiations one day and |
made me come up. she said l must
give her what I had in my hand. I told 4
her I didn't think she would like il 1
when she got IL, but she said I must |
so 1 put my hand on her palm and /
opened 1t up and then up went the |
gIasshOpper and up went the old lady !
AMI ! guess 1 handed her the scare OF |
her life with the grasshopper. You !
should have heard her scream.
And there was one girl at school |