White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1912-06-30
THAW TRIES To
GAIN FREEDOM
TIME HIS WIFE APPEARS
TO TESTIFY AGAINST HIM AND
TRIES TO PROVE HIM IN
SANE.

pedrlnB the naiVe, unsOphisticated
little girl" but a bored, cynical.
grown-up woman, came into the pub
lie eye again this week for the first
time in three years.
She appeared In White Plains as a
witness for the state against her hus-
band, who is endeavoring to prove in
Justice Keogh's court that he Is now
sane and should be released from the
Matteawan asylum.
She was attired in a white serge
suit of latest design, with lace jabot,
and satin collar, topped with a me-
dunn size black straw hat, above
which reared a yellow ostrich plume.
The village folks literally fought
TO get a look at her. A crowd met
her at the station, another gathering
awaiting her arrival at the court
house, and the courtroom itself was
jammed chiefly by women
Her husband, when she entered
the oom and always a%fterward kept
his head from her. Nor did his
mother or his sisters, Margaret and
Alice, give any sign of recognition.
She did not damage his case. In
fact her fiippancy, her superior"
manner, her constant hard-voiced
reference to him as plain "Thaw"-
without any mr." or Harry pre-
fxed-seemed to turn even the judi
eial sympathy toward the prisoner.
1t certainly won for him the sym
PATTY of the spectators.
Everything that Mrs. Thaw mar
rated had been told before, either in
n or the other of his trials for
Stamford Whites murder, or in his
previous hearing on his sanity. There
was nothing new.
She said she was now twenty-six
years old and still the wife of Harry
X. Thaw. She rave the date of her
meeting with him and their marriage
and then told of a trip they made to
Paris before the wedding, the trip be-
ing in July. 1903.
Il don't want TO reply! won't re-
ply! You can't make me repeat the
events of that night. 1t is bad
enough that 1haw stood behind my
skirts in two trials. God knows /
have done enough for him"
In a yitriolic voice, with ~bloodless
face and eyes blazing. Evelyn Nesbit
Thaw resentfully refused tt repeat
for the third time the story of her
treatment by Stamford White
For five hours she had displayed a
cold indifference and mastery of emo
lions born of former gruelings. She
answered questions with certainty
and promptitude until in the ross
examination Clarence j. Shearn, chief
attorney for Thaw. led her to the
scene she has chosen to forget.
A startling change then came over
the languid young woman in the wit
ness chair-a metamorphosis that re-
called the ancient apothegm of Aris-
tolte that under the stress of emotion
men are like lions and women like
leopards. Her eyes narrowed, her
hands elinched and she seemed posed
for a spring.
Right here and now" she half
Kissed, Il want to know if all this
business is TO be repeated? Why
don't you go to the records? You
know what happened then as does
everybody else. Yes, you know it.
Everybody knows it. Don't go into
details. You don't need &c go into
details. You know you DON'T"
She seemed to be on the verge Of
Mysteries. and Mr.. Shearn's name
did much to soothe her.
You were an absolutely good girl
when all this happened?" he asked.
Evelyn leaned forward. half-raised
her right hand and replied, with
slow emphasis: Absolutely"
@. You went home and spent the
rest of the night and part of the next
day sitting in a chair?
A. Yes, and-he came and kissed
the hem of my dress and told me not
to mind; that the only sin was in be-
ing found out.
Next she described how she had
told him In a Paris hotel of an at
tack by Stamford White.
In a high-pitched, rather strident
voice. with occasional languid lean
ings of her head on this side and
that Mrs. Thaw said:
''Thaw was very much upset. He