The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1915-04-04

Out IOr uttIe dazel. 1 am going 10 try
to make him support and educate her."
And for that purpose Miss Wahler1
swore to a warrant for Mayo's arrest.
It was not for herself that she cared.
Meekly to subordinate all her life to be to
the caprice Of the man who gave up moth
ing for her, that was the TRANSPARENT
ssQue attitude of Susie wahlers.
A pretty girl visited the employment
department of the Brooklyn Y. w. c. A.
three years ago, and registered for place
~ nursemaid. She was sent to the homo
Of Mrs. James Dudley in Brooklyn. That
is how Lillian May Cook made the ac-
Quaintance of James Dudley" who was
Virginius Mayo.
Lillian became very fond Of the little
girls. She grew to love Doris especially.
and when she finally discovered that
Mrs. Dudley" wasn't Mrs" at all she
still remained in the house for love Of the
children and because of the warm friend
ship she felt for Lois Waterbury.
Lillian's father, Frank H. Cook, a sex
ton In the little Christ Episcopal church,
Brooklyn, visited the Dudley home one
Saturday, and asked Dudley" to help
his daughter find a better position. 1t
was then. a year ago. that she was taken
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ut New Haven as fling clerk. She began
to study stenography at night school.
with tho idea of working up. Her friend
ship with Lois Waterbury continued;
they correspondent continuously and Lii
liam was the only visitor at the Brook
lyn house.
The Mayo plant is one of the biggest
Of its kind in the country Mayo, who
began as an engineer in machine shop.
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the automobile radiator which Is his own
invention. To his employees he appears
Is the ideal employer; considerable,
friendly, always anxious to give q square
deal. On rainy nights he sent his motor
to carry girls to their homes; he always
remembered them with birthday and
Christmas gifts. His personality fasci-
mated: the girls regarded him as a friend.
1t was SO that he was regarded by Lii
liam Cook when she had left her home in
Brooklyn to live at the New Haven Y. W.
c. A. Mayo called for her in the evening
sometimes, and took her for auto rides.
Occasionally her room mate, Miss Ellen
Wilson, went along; more often they
went alone.
Lillian progressed at the ONCE. But her
friends knew that she was unhappy. She
became morose; spells Of melancholia
began to settle on her. She talked con-
heart a revolver that she had stolen from
the locker of the night Waterman at the
factory.
"This is the way to take your life,"
she said to Miss Wilson.
Why should you want to take your
life?" Miss Wilson asked
I'm not like the Others" Lillian re-
piled. II know that I'll do it some day.
If don't use the revolver I'll use this"
and she held up a box marked poison"
Suddenly Lillian disappeared. Friends
at the Office, at the Y. w. C. A., through
out the city searched. Her employer Of
fered reward Of 500 for Information
leading to her discovery.
The days went on. The reward was
increasedro 5000, then to $500. Then it
was made $1,000, dead or alive
Her father and sister came from
Brooklyn to help. Boy Scouts gave their
services. And finally she was found on
the top Of West Rock. lonely mountain
four miles from the city, where she loved
to go alone through the summer. She
was lying face downward on the ground,
and over her heart was the mark of .
bullet. The watchman's revolver lay be-
side her.
Pathetic little evidences of her lonely
life were found in her handbag. There
was an envelope of cheap little trinkets
addressed to her mother: a note book in
which she had kept account of her e1-
penses; notes on stories she had read.
The body was packed in the crepe cas-
ket among flowers offered by the girls
who worked with her and who loved her,
and was sent on its last journey home.
lonely in death as she had been In life.
Just shy Lillian took her life was
revealed by the autopsy. The shame of
Lois Waterbury and Susie Wahlers
seemed too heavy a load for the sensitive,
girl; the horror OF watt
ing, her dreary hour. and unwed moth
erhood drove her to death for escape.
1T Is awful-awful!" Mayo said when
they told him. "She was q sweet girl
q dear girl. can't believe she Is dead"
Was 1t planned that she. too. was to
be the prisoner Of harem. incarcerated
by bolts and bars Of outraged conven-
tion. and the Weighing sense Of guilt?
Inconsistency. weird. repelling-may
It not indicate inner chaos? May IL not
be the visible evidence Of the modern
dominated by the primitive: the man Of
today with the soul Of the lord Of
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