The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1913-07-16
Ten NatiOn-FamOuS
New York Murders
By Alfred Henry Lewis

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ferent course with him when IN one of
those furies. I had shed q great many
tears under his cruelty, had tried to
reason with him, had tried entreaties
and persuasions. After this, whenever
he was In one Of his 'paroxysms'-as he
himself called them-I never moved or
spoke. but. keeping perfectly self-con-
trolled AZ far as l could. I sat outlet.
always keeping my eye on him. because
! always fancied that as long A. looked
steadily at him he would not do me any
mortal violence.
And l believe now. as I believed then,
that my life has been saved by this
silence and self-control. He has some
times approached me with his hands ex-
tended. the fingers bent Hike claws, as
u he were nbJut to clutch my throat.
and cried. How l should like-like to
strange your or Your life 10 bound
some time to end In tragedy or. Your
blood WILL be on your own head and
has as I think been restrained only
because / simply looked at him without
say ne = wO.l.
I'm these fur.es he would often seize
and break anything xhich was at
hand-lamps. glass. mirrors. and some
times the heavier furniture OF the room.
Often he would rise from bed In these
uncomfortable alta ks Of passion, tear.
ing Away all the bed-cio hing, tearing
in shreds his own niEht-clothipG. throw.
ing anything he could ind which was
breakab!e crashing about the uniighted
room. till Il seemed to me ASST there
could be no Pan 'emonium worse than
that In which lived"
The Second Man.
Mrs. Calhoun was quick to notice the
troubles OF Mrs. Mcfarland. Neither In
the beginning spoke Of them; Mrs. Nc.
Farland was too proud. Mrs. Calhoun
too delicate. The letters written by
Mrs. Calhoun from time to time to Mrs.
Mcfarland. and which were read at the
trial, show how const ant was her con-
Germ fof her poor friend. Mrs. Calhoun.
who signed herself "Lu," never failed to
write hopeful. sunshiny lettsrsL Il was
through her influence and meditat ton
that Mrs. Mcfarland was taught to
think Of the stage.
II hope you will study toward the
stage. II not for the stage, this sum-
mer." she writes. '"rhat goal seems to
me 30 Inevitable. and SO desirable, n
you cultivate your very great gift at
all. that whenever think Of you wish
you were In your rightful place. The
drama 10 the beautiful art. and you are
worthy to be It's prophet"
About this time. July. 1865. Mrs.. Mo-
Farland met Albert T. Richardson. The
latter was born In the Massachusetts
town of Midway. Thirty-three years
old, ardent. straight as . lance. big.
broad. handsome. with a place In 1T
erature, his shadow fell most pleasantly
across the path of Mrs. Mcfarland.
He had written books. He was q COM
mandinE figure In newrpaperdom.
Strong. brave. honest. chlvairic, re-
spected. ne was in everything that
which the whiskey-soaking Mcfarland
was not. II was no more Strangs that
the heart-hun9ry gin should turn to-
ward him than that flowers should
seek the sun.
Richardson was pedestalled upon the
very summit Of success. The friend Of
the Calhouns and the 6inclairs, they
told him OF Mrs Mcfarland and the
thorns that tore her feet. He sympa-
thized, manila hion: and. man-fashion,
In the end he loved.
CTO De Continued-)