Atlanta Georgian., 1913-03-12
TURNED
THIEF F OR
F F|NERY Y,
he SAYS
Husband, an "Automaton, "
ExpIodes a Very Pathetic
Story Told by Girl.
TURNED SH0PLIFTER,
SHE SAID, FOR FOOD

a remarkable and pathetic story of
shopifting because of poverty and
hunger bordering onto starvation, was
exploded today when "Ladorah,' the
automaton man In a Peachtree street
music house claimed the pretty little
Miss Essie Millard" as his wife. Since
last night the woman, more than ordi-
narily pretty. had sobbed her way into
the hearts of every one at police sta
ton, stating she had to steal to secure
something to eat.
Her husband says that she stole for
spite. He would not give the pretty
little girl wife money to go shopping
yesterday morning. She wanted hose,
gloves handkerchiefs and finery more
than "Ladorah.' the automaton man,
could afford, and when he told her 50
she left the house in fit OF anger, She
would often lose her temper. he said,
and leave home, but she would always
come back after a short while and ask
to be forgiven.
A Glance Enough.
Last night she did not come home
and the husband read the stories in the
paper of the pretty little shoplifter'
with fear and trembling. Al about
1890 o'clock today he called at police
station and asked to be permitted to
see the woman.
A glance was enough.
She did not rush to his arms to re-
peat her sobbing story in his ear. but
bowed her head like spoiled child. In
harsh. cutting words he upbraided her
for acting the little fool" They were
together only few moments. She was
sent back to her cell and in company
with two officers, Cnewning and Nor
ris, he went to their boarding house, 66
Houston street, that search might be
made Nothing was found and LA.
dorah'' repeated his statement his little
girl wife bad never done such a thing
before.
"Ladocah" was not held. and he left
the police station TO arrange for coun
sci.
Yesterday she was literally caugAt
with the goods leaving a Whitehall
street department store. In the bundle
she carried were several pairs Of silk
hose kid gloves. hand embroidered
handkerchiefs and a silver vanity box
Hysterical with weeping she was car
ried to the police station. All night she
rolled and tossed on the little cot, pro-
testing against the circumstances that
resulted in her Incarceration and say
ing over and over again. Il was hun
gry I had to eat, and this was the only
way"
Cries She is Penniess.
Il have nothing" she said today.
Nothing is left and I don't know where
to turn" Utter despair was in her
voice. Il have no friends. l have
nothing-nothing, I tell you, her voiee
rising, except these clothes upon my
back. l suppose l could get help If ]!
wrote my people, but l won't do that
Previously. 1t was said. she claimed
to have stolen because she was penni-
less and starving and "to keep
straight"
The enl Nas asked ir she wanted a
lawyer.
"a lawyer" she returned; why, he
wouldn't DO anything for me. He
wouldn't work for nothing, ard I
haven't got a penny. There is nothing
for me to do or say. l could not get
work. | had to do something
Il had no job. no prospects, no hopes,
M fiture. had TO eat-and this is the
result"
The young prisoner is Of extreme
attractiveness with blond hair, bright
eyes and with plenty of color in her
cheeks that We're overrun with tears
today.
She was dressed in a we'll made blue
coat suit of the latest fashion and wore
becoming white straw hat. Her black
velvet boots did not bespeak poverty.