The Vinita daily chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1902-1913, 1912-08-02
MRS. GRACE TELLS
A DRAMATIC STORY
Her Remarkable Story Dramatically
Told the only Defense She Makes
Before the Jury.

Atlanta, Ca, August with her
husbands face leering at her from the
pillow of his cot, Mrs. Daisy Opie
Grace today related her story to the
jury.
'I did not shoot Mr.. Grace, and he
knows it; as God is my judge that is
the solemn TRUTH she exclaimed dra-
matically, and Grace's lips parted in
a cynical smile. 1t was remarkable
story, told in a calm, even voice with
out pause, as though it had been well
rehearsed. Grace was revealed in dark
colors as a creature who had reward
ed wifely love and generosity with the
grossest cruelty and infidelity.
Mrs. Grace occupied the better part
of an hour in its telling, and at its con
clusion she left the stand and the de.
fense rested its case. AS she did not
make the statement under oath, the
prosecution was denied the privilege
OF cross examination. The state then
put on one rtwo witnesses in rebut
tai and finally rested.
Mrs. Grace declared in her state
ment that Grace shot himself during
scuffle with her for possession of a
pistol with which he was trying to
shoot her. She said that he had
beaten her and choked her frequent
ly, but that in spite of his mistreat'
ment, she had made for him "every
sacrifice in this world that woman
could make for a man."
From the time she met him until
the day of the shooting, she said, she
had given him $4,000 in cash. Il was
true to him as any wife could be" she
said, and / always humored and
petted him like spoiled child"
'He sprang out of bed and grabbed
my left wrist with his right hand and
my right wrist with his left hand" she
said in relating the circumstances OF
the shooting at the Grace home one
morning several weeks ago in fash.
ionable Atlanta suburb. "We struggled
and he backed me over against the
bureau and twisted my left hand SO
hard that I dropped the power of attor-
ney papers he did not want me to de-
stroy on the floor. Then he let go OF
that hand and grabbed my throat with
his right hand and reached into the
bureau drawer and took out his re
'<olver. He was cursing in low voice
and his face was so distorted with rage
that was badly scared. When he
made motion to hit me with the pis.
tol and then tried to shoot me, threw
all my weight and strength against
him, grabbed him around the arms,
backed him over the bed. As soon as
his legs came in contact with the bed
he fell over backwards with me on
top of him. was pushing, pulling and
showing to keep him from shooting
me when suddenly the pistol went off
and screamed and jumped up. He
told me to stop screaming, that he
was not hurt and that the thing for
me to do was to get out of the house
and leave the rest to him. He made
me kiss a Bible that | would never tell
what had happened as it would dis
grace us both forever
Gentlemen, did not shoot Mr.
Grace and he knows it; as God is my
Judge that is the solemn truth.
She said she wanted to call up a
doctor but Grace refused to permit
her and insisted that she should go
He said eff this damn thing should
get out in the neighborhood like this
all his business and social prospects
would be gone forever"
Graces only comment after his wife
had finished her story was
1T sounds slim to me- doesn't il
to you?"