The evening world., 1913-05-03
MRS. HARRY THAW
SA|lSAWAy WITH
HER YOUNG SON
FoundHtNdden on Ship, She In
PRODUCES Little Russell to
Reporter.
BABY HER ONLY HOPE.
Mother Says She'll Bury Her
Past and Keep It Hidden
From Child.
BABY HER ONLY HOPE.

0volyn Nosoit ThAW ana her infant
son Russell we're passengers on the out
going White Star steamship Olympic
to-day. With . maid Mrs.. Thsw slipped
onto the boat before the rush Of passsn.
xsrs and sought retreat In the two state.
rooms On the c deck which she he'd On.
Eaxsd. During all the chatter q fare.
wells and the calls OF hon voyaGsw from
friends to departing ssAsosrs the woman
who was once the central hsure IN New
Yorix's most sensational murder case sat
behind closed blinds and played with .
roiy-poly boy baby
When an Evening World reporter
found her there Evelyn Thaw raised
her eyebrows In Q little gesture Of dis
appointment and spread out her hands
A. II disoiiowinG all responsibility for
the interview sought
Il had hoped" shc beEan--"it had
been my fondest wish that 'Pom-Pom'
here and I might slip away from New
York without notice. ] am trying 10
bury myseif out Of the way Of all pub
licity. but since you have discovered
me- why. you must come In and be
introduced ofliciaiiy introduced. you
know-to my son Russell.
FORMALLY INTRODUCES Rg.
PORTER 70 hGR CON.
ut 10 the arst time that Russell has
been introduced to . nSwspapsr man
and you VIII bs tho iast Y can only
contrivs to stay out Of eight"
Mrs Thaw was Quiseay Sowned In
blue tniior.mRde gown. open at the
throat ana relieved wftA little touches
OF white lace. Her NICE was not that
which has become fAotliar throughout
whole continent BY reason Of much
printing: there was on u u more sub
| dued, a graver air. II was the face OF
a mother. not u a girl In the chorus.
She led the interviewer over to where
q pudxy hoy. DARK haired and brown
tsxsclled knit cap on the upholstered
bench. pulling at the petals Of rose
"This n 'Pom-Pom.'" she said.
gravsiy. "iIe In my son. Ito IL two
and . half years old now. Before very
long he will be old enough for his iittle
ears TO BE- nilsd with the buxsing Of
peoples tongues. Just think. I nave
only a few years left In which to bury
ali that has passed before those little
oars will be wise enough to hsar--to
hear things which would not be good
for my son."
GAYS HER sABv 10 ALL HGR
LIFE AND HOPE.
The mother sat down. lifted tho boy
to . perch on the edge Of the folding
table and began to 'patty-csks" with
his chubby fists.
| Listen and plelse-pdoass try to be-
lisvs I speak the truth. And picass try
to understand me n I ta4k about Evelyn
Nesbit." tho mother said. turning grave
eyes to the face Of the interviewer.
| This IL my dearest little 'Poin-pom.
lie 10. now. nll my lns-Wil my hope
everything Ills baby hand holds my
whole lie In .is dimpaed paim--just look
what a tiny hand to hold % serious q
| burden.
| "'Pom-pom' does not know that en-
| the notorious Evelyn Nesbit. He does
not know that my name has been on
| people's lips over al the world for
nearly seven years; that more columns
Of newspaper print have boon devoted
TO me than to the Balkan war; that
| have been branded by every hateful
name In the vocabulary Of y dozen
LANGUAGES.
HE has come to me out Of the dark
years TO lead me to new life. Though l
can never forget the notorious Evelyn
Nesbit.' my baby shall never know
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