Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1916-08-29

that she bought a pistol with money
her husband gave her for another pur-
pose, and that a week ago Saturday she
went to Spratlings office in the Empire
building, looking for him.
THAT was the morning after she told
her husband about the attack Captain
Spratling made on her a year ago. 1
believe she had the pistol with her that
morning and that she went to the office
looking for the man to kill him. 1 be-
lieVe that she had been brooding over
the attack for months and that she final
ly reached a decision to kill the man
because of nervous tension brought on
by her delicate condition and because
she had just told her husband and he
was almost crazy with horror and she
was afraid he would take matters into
his own hands.
Mrs. Adams was in the Grady hos
pital," continued Miss Hampton, for a
week last August. That was right after
the attack on her by Captain Spratling,
and he was responsible for her having
to go to the hospital. She tells me that
she never saw him after that. She says
that the reason she didn't tell her hus-
band about the attack then was because
Captain Spratling had begged her not
to, telling her that it would mean trou-
BILE and publicity.
"She wouldn't say why she finally did
tell her husband, and she wouldn't tell
me why she suddenly determined to go
and kill Spratling. But 1 believe she
intended to kill him on that Saturday
she went to his office"
NO KISSES, NO TEARS.
II. C. Adams, the Atlanta laundryman.
come to Macon Sunday afternoon and for
forty-five minutes talked to his wife in
the Bibb county Jail.
The meeting between them was more
like the casual encounter of two ac-
duaintances on a street corner than a
reunion of husband and wife brought to
gether after the most tragic of circum-
stances.
Hello" said Adams and gripped her
hand in his between the bars. Hello,
daddy" she said "how are the chill
dren?"
And the children were the chief topic
of conversation from that time on. Only
once was the shooting directly referred
to. when Mrs. Adams said something
about "she didn't know how mean that
man was until she read about him aft
erward."
Mr.. Adams arrived in Macon at 3:45
O'Clock Sunday afternoon and left at
$40 o'clock, accompanied by Miss Della
Hampton.
The Journal correspondent was with
Mr.. Adams as he walked up the steep
flight of steps to Mrs. Adams cell on
the second floor
Here's Mr.. Adams" called the turn
key. She had been sitting at the WIN
dow staring out at the sunny street, but
now she got up and crossed swiftly TO
the bars.
There were no kisses, no tears, no re-
ordinations nor reproaches nor pleas
for forgiveness-just that quick hand
clasp through the bars that Hello, dad
dy, where are the children?-Then,
when did you get here?-why didn't
you come sooner-when are you going
back?"
They sat down in chairs on opposite
sides of the iron fence while he told
her about kudbeck, Harry and William.
Saturday, he said, he took them to the
Home for the Friendless on Highland
avenue. But the kids got homesick and
run away. .
"They walked that three miles back to
Lovejoy street" said Mr. Adams, ''an1
I had to take them out to the home
again Sunday morning before I could
catch the train"
Just before he left, her husband gave
her a dollar bill and told her to buy
stationery with and write to him.
Did you get a lawyer" Mrs. Adams
asked him once.
YES" he said.
"Who is hep" she asked.
LAWYERS NAME CONCEALED.
Mr.. Adams glanced over his shoulde:
al the jailor and when he spoke, spoke
so low that he could not be heard ex-
cept by the woman. He'll have asso-
GATES" he added.
While he was talking to newspaper
men, Mr. Adams wanted to know how
many laundries there are in Macon and
what were the names, speaking as If he
wanted to get a job here When he left
at o'clock he told her he would be
back again soon and urged her to keep
up her courage. Public sentiment is
with you," he said. Everything is 60
ing to come out all right"