The Washington times., 1909-10-24

was In COMMISSIONS I telephoned for
my husband. The deed was done. I
told him it was all over The girl was
beyond human aid. She died in my
arms. The physicians and the coroner
came. That. too, is an old, old story.
There is yet to come the story of the
CONSERVATION created when they an
nounced that an autopsy was TO BE-
held, that things looked suspicious.
MY husband became near frantic. He
called me in the back room, and there,
at his suggestion, I wrote the notes
that would, we hoped. bear out the SUI
eide story at his dictation.
When the coroner returned at 4
o'clock IN the afternoon, Mr. Krauss
met him at the door with note and
the poison in his hands.
An investigation is not necessary
he said. This tells the tale. She com
mitted suicide
That hushed it up for a little while.
Soon came my arrest. It was then
that L again listened TO the voice Of
the tempter that I again showed how
weak and foolish a loving, trusting wO-
man, wrapped up in the man of her
choice, can be. Ny husband and I talk
ed the matter over long and earnestly
on yourself he pleaded with me
otherwise, they win send us both IN
or maybe hang US. But If you confess
that you alone are responsible you will
get off with a life sentence. That will
leave me on the outside with my money
and influence to work for a pardon 1
have talked II over with the prosecuting
attorneys. They say that you will sure
~ be convicted and hanged unless you
plead guilty. Plead guilty and I will
arrange TO get you out in two years
Then We will 80 away where we are not
known and live together again.
Declares Kraus
Prompted Her Confession.
Il confessed. You know that, you
have t before you-a confession prompt-
ed, forced and prepared by my husband
II believed him. 7 owed him and I
was willing to suffer awhile that he
might be free. / dcnst know why; I
have never knnwu why I have never
been al ie to understand why I did any
.of tht Sc Unnatural things when life at
first held out so much happiness for all
three Of us-my husband, Crystal, and
myself.
The first Two years passed. He visit
ga me every month. He seemed to
care for me in II same old way-iust
as when the honeymoon had not waned
When tha two years had dragged by /
asked him about mis- promise. He evad-
ed the 'ssue. ne kept coming for a
while. be anne more insistent In my
demand tNa. he should fulfill his part
Of the agreement, that he should begin
the fight to release me from this life
Of solitary misery, humiliation and the
ignominy OF a cOnvict's Dress. Then he
ceased 20 come. He old nothing and I
suffered on and on-in silence. trusting
to the last. I have ever been too trust
ful- With all my faults I have never
lacked confidence in a fellow being and
this seeming virtue has brought me
where you see me today.
Two years have rolled by since mis-
visits ceased-two years Of dreary prison
routine, the changing Of steel bars, Of
drudgery, Of long days and stilI longer
nights, when one has nothing to do but
think. I have tried to be cheerful. have
hoped for the best. have borne up un-
der the trlEsome order Of things as best
a woman who has seen better days
might But lately cid my faith in him
begin 10 waver. ] loved him 10 the last
Now, he seeks a divorce. He would
free himself and leave me here ID bear
it all alone-not today, tomorrow, out
for life Is IL a wonder that at last
find myself able TO stand no moroccan