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Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1915-08-15

Start it any way you like. But-what's
happened to your"
The hating monotone of DOra's voice
was the only thing heard for time
in the soothing grayness and silence. She
began her story with the bankruptcy of
her school the previous January, and
ended it with her climbing from the water
to the safe, dry land, and fainting there,
two months before.
"That's how l began again." she said,
and wiped her spent face.
He was dumb. That she, who had
given him hope, had really been more
hopeless, more doomed to death than him.
self, was an incongruity that pierced.
II was taken in by a kind mulatto
family, and cared for for more than a
week." she said, resuming her story in the
same dull tone. II told them the fiat
truth about myself. l had nothing but
the wet clothes they found me in" She
smiled. @Not even hat-that, at least,
went out to sea! Work I had to have, no
matter what, and without loss of time"
He saw her turn her hands and look at
them in a patient, wondering way. Il
took what could GET
"And you are wretched" he said.
Dora shrugged, smiled, and for the first
time looked at him straightly. II have
what l fought for-life! Why should I
complaint" She folded her arms and sat
back against the counter, her eyes fam
ing, philosophical, defeated, and amused
all in the one glance. ooh, there is no
doubt of my wanting to live, Mr.. Lockel
I have the uice of living. But l had to
try to die to find it out!"
SHE would have sprung up sharply; but
he placed himself before her, gently
pressed her back, and looked down at her.
@Ah-and so did try to dieL" It was
whisper. II couldn't do it. What you'd
said about the chance still to come held
my hands"
Her clouded eyes frightened.
II couldn't get away from it, he said
breathlessly, adding with wistful love as
he drank in the grave loveliness of her
lifted gaze: at was you. knew it after
ward. couldn't get away from-you.
You were my chance. You were my hope!"
Dora's arms slid across the counter.
Half-laughing and half-weeping, she bent
her face to them.
"Can you care at alp" the man pleaded.
She looked up, her head flung back
with touch of defiance, her beauty peep
ing from the wrack of the storm. She did
not speak. Her flaming eyes were enough,
their hunger and their joy,-and he
lifted her to rest against his heart.
She felt its strong, fervid beat. life
it said. "This life too is yours!"
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1915-08-15


ence: Isle thread gloves hung like strings
in her red hand.
In the shadow made by stretch Of
awning outside a MERGERS shop she
paused. She had been commissioned to
get some dozen yards of crash for towel
ing. This must be the place. She pushed
open the screen door, and found herself
in such shadow after the sun that it took
her sight. For moment she was aware
only of the shops close smell of cotton
goods, and of voice saying her name
but in CONSERVATION:
"Miss Cothren! Miss Cothren!"
She sank against pillar of heavy rolls
Of linen, and her look searched for the voice.
Robert Locke was behind the counter,
his arms spread, as he leaned upon it..
He wore gray linen coat, pencils pro-
truding from its pocket. He had an alert.
businesslike look, an awakened air. He
was gazing at Dora as if he could not
credit his eyesight.
She had only one thought,-to get out
Of the place. But as she moved waver-
ingly toward the door, her face shame
struck, he flung himself over the counter,
and drew. her decisively to one of the line
OF revolving stools.
@Sit down! You must!"
nORA sat hopelessly. She lowered her
face. Her hands, gripping her stringy
gloves, were pressed deeply into her lap.
Locke began to speak rapidly. She heard,
through confusion of mind, that he had
come back to Bermuda in despair. The
man he had followed to Jamaica had left
before he could reach him. Whether
he could count upon his loyalty and help
was still question. He had reached Ber-
muda almost two months before and with
only twenty dollars in his possession.
II took your advice and-began again.
I came here. I'm living on almost moth
ing, and saving hard"
When he told her how he had tried to
find her at the boarding house, he stopped
gropingly. She was mystery that it
hurt him to see. The pretty, joyous, and
oddly original woman he had known on
the boat had changed to this woman in
a servants clothes, her face stricken, her
hands bruised and burnt.
"You've had some curious-some great
trouble?" he ventured. "Can't l help
you? You helped me once"
She tried to rise, stammering: "I'll-
sometime-I'll tell you sometime, MIR.
Locke"
you'll tell me now. We have the place
to ourselves, and will for another hour
The Bermudian who owns the shop sleeps
in the heat till after four" He brought
her a big fan, and sat down beside her.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1915-08-15
SUNDAY MAGAZINE for August Is, 1915

She had slowly turned. Her frantic
eyes were measuring the green-blue mass
swirling to a thick roar that told of
depth. She stumbled up, lurching, and
began to crawl down the boulder. Her
face was gray, her skin cold and wet; her
weak fingers, seeking hold on the rock
scratched it, and in turn were torn.
"Hurry-hurry" the raging voice said.
She stood in the lowest niche of the rock,
and gazed in terror at the flashing pool.
II am afraid" she whispered, her clutched
hands seeming to hold something precious
against her heart. at will drown mel"
Love of Life gave a clowns laugh. "And
you thought you came here to drown
yourself! Now you see? Strike out
strike out! You haven't moment to
waste"
Dora's mouth fell open abjectly. Her
blood, cold from fear, grew warm from
shame.
II am cheat!" she whimpered. 10
God, I want. to live! Christ-save me!
To ive-to live!"
Before the next rush of the tide whose
distant growl was beginning, Dora had
stepped into the pool. The struggle be-
fore her was fearful one. She could not
swim. She stumbled for footing, the water
almost to her shoulders. A huge wave
behind her curved up like green scoop,
reached her, rushed venomously against
and under her. She went down upon her
knees, lost her breath. She came up, and
was sucked back almost to the rock by the
ferocious recession of the water. She went
on, gaining little, the waves dancing
about her neck. She became giddy, the
panorama heaved, and she was raked
with the shudders of nausea.
Another wave came and beat her down.
She scrambled up, blinded, choking, max
ing feeble sounds for help. The waves
grew in force as they rocked about her
chin, close, close to her mouth, which was
agonizingly strained above them. Her
footing became more and more unsteady.
The dry land was still thirty yards away.
In that stark need that keeps the brain
clear she balanced her chances, and felt
that she would never reach it. Yet over
every inch of the leaping, smashing, fright
ening space between her and the shore she
battled for her life as if she fought wolf.
TT was May. The Bermuda season was
over. On a very hot day, and in the
hottest part of the afternoon, woman
walked along Front Street, in fatigue
that was pain. She had the sunny
street of shops almost entirely to herself.
She wore waist and skirt of black
cotton; a bare straw hat was tied down
under her chin. 1t was the attire seen gen.
orally among the poorest class of workers,
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1915-08-15


back against tree-trunk for hours, dream
ing strange dreams, she stretched herself
on the pungent cedar-needles and sank
into feverish sleep.
1t was late in the afternoon when she
awakened. The hour to which she had
been travelling all these weeks was here.
Like weary factory worker rising at the
summons of the days whistle, she STUN
bled up and made her way to plateau of
beach close by. The place was at its love-
lest. When she had climbed over stones
and waded through the incoming tide to a
coral boulder that jutted up some twenty
yards from the shore, and looked about
her, she seemed the center of an opal.
On the hills she had left were the cabins
Of negro workmen. These were of snow
white coral, with the bougainvillea bios
SONS trailing over them like stains of
maroon-colored wine. The sky was mot
tied orange, lilac, peach color. The sea
was of graduating shades of cornfower
and peacock blue; the beach stretch of
rose-pink coral dust. Flying fish that
seemed made Of light blue enamel, with
wings of silver, futtcrod up into the golden
stiffness, or descended in rain of SHIN
mering arrows into the sea. The beauty
was unbelievable. With passionate sad
ness she drank it in.
AFTER long time she rose to her
- feet. The light had become pallid,
the evening hush penetrating and solemn;
the west was stained now with the puppies
and the damasks of dying roses. She held
out her arms, without knowing that she
did so. Neither did she know that an i'm
ploring question had begun to widen her
eyes. 1t was then, with the diminishing
glory dizzying her and the waters rush
around the rock into the sunken beach
spoke, terrifying her:
"You are not going to die! I, who am
within you, say so. Do you know me2
l am Love of Life. Death can not enter
where l ami"
She crouched, shaking. "This is the
end!" she blurted, her hands out, the
fingers rigid, hooked.
ut is not!" the angry voice declared.
Il could not live now, if l wished"
"You do wish it,.
@Why? Oh why?"
what about the inquiries for work
you've made here during these weeks?"
"Yes, wanted to live then. There was
no work for mel" she sobbed, but without
tears. "That was the last sentence"
"You remember the chance you spoke
of to the stranger on the boat? That's
worth waiting for the voice insisted.
@No!" she said in anguish. Her eyes
gaped. She was listening to the waters
rushing with greater vigor round the rock
into the ditch of sand, where she knew
they were forming deep lake to get her
off dts too lato!"
"Look about you!" The voice had be-
come shrek that urged. Remember
the Canadian school-room, the gray street,
the leaden sky. You left them and came
here"
"To die!" she groaned defantly.
"You believed that then. But, coming
here, you've changed You are going ont"
mol" But the wild question persisted
in her look. "Let me alone. I've come
here to die!'
"You will not. Try as you may, you
can not. That moment never wears
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22
Q Q . -
BRIEF MENTION
Q O Q

Mr.. and Mrs. J. W. Lawton are visit.
orr from Merrill.
Have you tried bowling at the New
Palm Billiard Parlor. meath the X. X.
X. Storef II
Mn. w. p. Wink is Q recent arrival
from Asoma.
Have your car repaired now and be
ready for spring. Ford Garage. II
T. l. Furber IL a visitor from Mid.
land.
Why not Handbag or Suit Case
for Xmas. See the new line at
ls X. X. X. Store.
Sydney 8. Chadderton Il here on
business from San Francisco.
Why wait! Come now while the So
lection u large. We have many useful
articles for Christmas. Hsndsrson's
1]3l.SS Main street. II
4 W. Kennedy is registered At the
American.
A suit case Ii . useful and lasting
gift. Bradley's Harness Shop. It
r. G. Dalton and wife are visitors to
this city from Malin.
Fine show at the Orpheus tonight .
J. 9. Grimth 70 registered at the Hall.
Bradley Coats for Xmas.
16 X. X. X. Store.
L. Pankey u down from ChiloQuin.
Pictures bsautify the homo. Visit r.
R. Olds 4 Co.. 633 Main street. 1t
Paul Herxog u hero from Algoma.
Send the package by messenger.
Night and day service. Call Wsstsfn
Onion. 1t
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22
No Piaee Like kiesaatit.

No Place Like kisHsatt.
The latest sojourner to return to
Klamath highly s3stsd u 'Billis" Snow.
Snow left about . month ago for Kan
sos City to spend the winter with rel.
atives. Less than q month was enough
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

Candy eale Tomorrow.
The Christian Endeavor Of the Chris.
tion church win hold . candy sale all
day tomorrow ct the Klamath Fails
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

Everwsar Sos. Nix palm. guaranteed
for s,x months. In Christmas bo,n
10 x. X. Z D(sv
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

The beautiful lighting systems which
I have enables mo to take pictures day
or night. Henline Photo Shop. Il
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

Christmas In the Valley.
Mrs.. Jack Horton left this morning
for the Rogue River Valley. whore she
viii visit relatives and friends during
the holidays.
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

HoV0 YOU . O011otT
II 90. it will place one Of those new
$l5 hornless Talking Machines In your
homo Christmas Eve. Hear them
played at Shepherds. next door to the
posto@ce. Il
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

wish her soul kisscs." Mrs. ketchum
says no kissed her too often. Ills
caressss. she said. greatly intsrfsrsd
with the routine Of her life. Many Of
these Incidents were chronieled In the
darics. tho mention OF which caused
the witness TO become hystsricai.
From tho way Mrs. kstchum told
Il. her married ilfc was Just ono kiss
after another.
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

Fine line Of Psjamss for Xmas gifts.
ls X. X. X. Store.
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22
Notice 70 Creditors

Notice 70 credlters
In the County Court Of the State Of
Oregon. for klamath County
In the Matter OF the Estate Of Frank
McEntss. Deceased
Notice In hereby gfven that the un.
dersigned has bssn duly appointed "a.
ministrstor Of the estate Of Frank Nc.
Entse. deceased. By the above entitled
court. and I'll persons having claims
against said estate ars required TO pre-.
sent same a& ths law o@6es q 0tons.
Gale 4 Crsss. IN klamath yslls. Ore.
son. within six months from the date
'of this notice.
Dated this 93d day Of December. 1916.
HOWARD A. CRDDo.
Administrator Of the Estate Of Frank
McEntee. Deceased.
32.29-6-12.1o
Useful Gifts, /5 per cent disenn.t ~
Star Drug 6t:s. asst
livery time you look ct . picture you
think Of the givsr. 90 Main. 1t
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

Special sale Of trunks. suit cases and
travelling bags. at Bradlsy's Harness
Shop. II
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22
Home for Holiday.

Home for Holidays.
Mrs. Harry II. Gallagher (nee Mar
jorie NcClure) came in from willows
last night to spend Christmas with her
mother, Nrs. James Mcclure.
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

one'soarth Oft on oil .ruais. ,,lt
cases and travelling bags Il BssAl.y,
Harness Shop. n
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

A Knox Hat would make . goo<
Xmas gift.-K. X. K. Store. 1e
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22
Music House. Home made candies. II
boxes or in envelopes. win b sold.


| In on ovslnoeo.
]. H. Van Meter, . well known Poe
Valley resident, h here On business
trip.
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

Make that present . travelling bag:
Is per cent off at Bradley's Harness
Shop. It
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22
ROYAL ARCH NIS
|sMtW CORPS IOl
g. D. Hs"av 10 NEW H,aw pa,,,,
OF LOCAL cHAersR-,ws,A...
ITO" FOLLOWS rHs alae,,o.
OF OFFICERS.

Al last nights meeting os x.n.,.
Chapter Royal Arch Masess, u. n.
lowing officers were elected "a, =. y.
sainx torn:
Excellent nigh rrieut--.E a. H.,,,
kinx Albert II, ioewe.
scrib~--G. p. Van Ripsr.
Captain Of Hos, Hugo u. Losv,
Trcasarer--L, y. wiils,,s.
seeretary--A A. Mshaitsy.
Following the eiee,ioa The M a
e~r~ werc installed.
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22
[oclNexS Happella1&S
6745 Va and ahQex NNn S
Home for Holidays

Home for Holidaya
Miss Elizabeth Lewis. principal Of
the BLY, High School. left yesterday for
Portland. whore she viii spend Christ.
mas.
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

Is per cent OF on dolls At star Dr"i
Htors. 39.3t
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

Beautiful hand colored local views at
F. R. Olds 4 Co.. 60 Main street. 10
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

House Coats for Xmas.
ls K. K. X. Store.
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

Home Tonight
Ernest Nail. . student ct ths Uni.
versity Of Oregon. will b home this
evening for Christmas. Ralph Hum.
enrolled at the same institution. cams
in 4 few days ago.
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

for him. though, and he packed his b.
.longinss and trskksd glssfully for
Klamath.
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

NsekwsAr styles you vesy IA
cincwhcre at X. X. X. Stoes, a,
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

livery time you look ct picture you
think Of the givsr. 90 Main. 1t
The evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, 1915-12-22

Useful Gifts /S per cent diann.t st
Star Drug 6t:s. asst
New-York tribune., 1915-03-18
SAVES HER q CHILDREN
Mother Runs Through Smoke
Cripple Also Rescued.

Mrs. Abraham Saul, returning from
market Yesterday afternoon, saw her
four children framed in the blazing
window of her home on the third floor
of 214O Dean Street, Brownsville. FIRE,
starting in the synagogue of the Bnai-
Jacob Congregation, had spread TO ad-
joining buildings.
Repulsed once by smoke, she made a
second charge and dashed up the stairs;
Her daughter Rose, ten years old, had
wrapped wet towels about her own
head and those of the other children,
Jeannette, six; Frances, four, and III,
seventeen months. With Roses help
Mrs. Saul got them all TO the street.
With her own brood safe, she re
membered that Mrs. Louise Rogof,
bedridden because Of an injured leg,
was still in her home on the fourth
floor. Patrolman Joseph Molloy'
guided by Samuel Katz, seventeen
Years old. went up the fire escape. They
carried Mrs. Rogoff TO the street.
Mrs. Annie Shefstein's chicken mar
ket at 2136 Dean Street, was destroyed
The proprietor rushed in and out saw
ing her poultry and had more than 100
locked up in a neighbor's shop before
the fire stopped her.
Tho loss was about $4,000.
New-York tribune., 1915-03-18
SON GETS FATHERS SHARE
George Temple Bowdoin to
Win Fortune.

George Temple Bowdoin, sixteen
years old, a student at GrotOn School,
whose father. Temple Bowdoin, mem
Der Of the firm of J. p. Morgan & Co.,
left S2,OOO,00O for him, is now the bene-
ficiary of large part of the estate Of
his grandmother, Mrs. Julia Irving
Grinnell Bowdoin. whose will was filed
Yesterday in the Surrogates' Court. Al
though not directly mentioned in the
will, The boy, as sole heir of hi father,
will inherit the share that would have
gone TO Mr.. Bowdoin if he had sur
vived his mother. This share Is two
fifths of the residue, which might
amount TO $l,000.000. Another two
fifths is left TO Miss Edith Grinnell. a
daughter. and one-fifth to Irving Bow
doin Kingsford, grandson.
Mrs Bowdoin left 70 the New York
Training School for Deaconesses and
the Church Temperance Society each
$4,000: Grace Church, $50 900; Frances
X. Ford, her secretary, $4,000; Deacon
ess Jessie L. Gardner, $4,000, and TO
her brother. Irving Grinnell, $4,000.
The daughter receives. besides her
share OF the residue, the family home,
az 80 Park Avenue, and its contents,
tbe stable at l49 East Thirty-eighth
Street, and pew No. 50 in Grace
Church.
New-York tribune., 1915-03-18
ONE MINUTEA
a L.l-fltfs1I, !
frt3G-Fa ~ ~.
-A4e4aaslpLEASE!

A man believed to be Claude A.
Mason, a Canadian, jumped or fell into
Newtown Creek from the Metropolitan
Avenue bridge. Williamsburg. Captain
Thomas Herman. of the cattle boat
American, got him out. He is in Will
iGmsburg Hospital.
Neighbors found Carl Yanosky hang
ing from tree in his yard at 1877 Du-
pont Street, Williamsburg. He was cut
down in time to save his life. Unem-
ployment is believed to have caused his
attempt.
Caught BY a train as he was work
ing on the tracks of the Third Avenue
elevated, near 149th Street, Patrich
Woods was killed. a severed leg
dropped to the street. Charles Sand
stron, an ironworker, fell from the
Ninth Avenue elevated tracks at l57th
Street and was killed.
An autopsy showed that Frank Wolf
druggist. who dropped dead on being
arrested for selling drugs Illegally, took
his own life. Cyanide of potassium
was found in his stomach.
Still refusing TO name his assailant
Michael Farley died from pistol shot
wounds in the Polytechnic Hospital. Vic
tor Ruggieri, bartender in saloon
where Farley was shot, is under ar
rest.
New-York tribune., 1915-03-18
RNOON.
AFTERNOON FEATURE FILMS.

- 20 11:3o-The Governors Lady. Strand
1890 70 i1:3o-David Harum Broadway
2.3o-Sir Douglas Mawson.. Weber s
2;1o-The Birth OF a Nation...... Liberty
o.ao--Tbe Iuggernaut. .Nitagraph
2.3o-Through Central Africa. Princess
New-York tribune., 1915-03-18
SUNK SHIP AND WINE, TOO
Captain of Prinz Eitel Missed
500 Quarts on Floride.

This one. from Brooklyn, is on Cap
tain Thierichens. commander of the
Plinz Eitel Friedrich. Il was told by
Captain Moisson of the Floride, sunk
by the German cruiser, and concerns
500 quarts of champagne that went TO
the mermaids.
When the Prinz Eitel captured the
Floride crew was sent aboard to
search the vessel before sinking her.
Water, provisions, tobacco and other
stores were taken off before the
French merchantman was sent to the
bottom.
Captain Moisson, standing beside the
commander of the cruiser, watched his
ship sink. When the water was oily
over the spot where she went down he
remarked TO his captor:
your men are rather poor search
crs."
How sou asked the German cap
tain.
"Why, I had 500 bottles of cham
pagne under the coal in the bunkers."
New-York tribune., 1915-03-18
AlRSHAFT MYSTERY
IN WOMAN'SDEA
Found in San Juan Hill,
She Dies, Saying, Don't
Throw Ne Off,"

Muttering "Don't kill me! Don't
throw me off," Mrs. Margaret Raclch
died Yesterday afternoon IN the Poly
clinic Hospital. An autopsy will be
held to-day to determine whether she
took her own life or was murdered
Almost lifeless, she was found early
Yesterday morning at the bottom OF an
airshaft of a San Juan Hill tenement
house, peopled by negroes.
Mrs. Katherine Stokes, janltor at
207 West Sixtieth Street. was awakened
by her dog growing and wlnlng. She
called TO her nephew TO put the am
nal out. 1t refused to go and leaped
against the window as though ANXIOUS
10 get out that way.
Looking out the window Mrs Stokes
discovered Mrs. Racich. A patrolman
was called and the woman was taken
TO the hospital In brief intervals OF
sorni-consciousnes she gave two names
and addresses, neither of which was
her own. In her delirium she con
stantly moaned: Don't kill me! Don't
throw me off,"
Tenants on the top floor of the house
told the police that they had heard a
scuffle on the roof before dawn ana
heard woman cry: Don't kill me-!
Don't throw me off,
Deem heel marks, found in the tar OF
the roof seemed to corrOborate the
suggestion that some one had flung the
women from the roof. No light was
thrown on her identity She wore a
wedding ring inscribed "N. K. to NJ. Is.
She died in a few hours.
In the afternoon Nicola Racich, an
asbestos worker. living at 3l9 Eighth
Street. West New York, n. D., went to
the West SiXty-eighth Street police
station with his sister-ir-law, Mary
Racich. They sought Nicolas wife,
Margaret. At sight Of the wedding ring
the man collapsed. 1t was his gift to
his wife. They went 10 the hospital
and identified the body.
They said that Mrs. Margaret Recich
and Mrs. Mary Racich left home Tues
day TO call on relatives in New York.
They visited first Mrs. Antinach, liv-
ing al 43O West Twenty-ninth Street
Mrs. Margaret Racich left there to see
other relatives living on Tenth Avenue,
near Thirty-fourth Street. She was TO
spend the night there.
Detectives were told that she got up
and dressed at 3 o'clock yesterday
morning, announcing her intention Of
going home. Her cousins could not per-
su- de her TO stay.
None of her family could imagine
what took Mrs Racich to the tenement
where she met her death, though 1t was
said she had friends in a nearby house
and might have mistaken the number