The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1920-12-20
REPORTER
TRACKS HER
IN MEXICO
Slayer of Politician millionaire
On Way To Ard
more, Ok.

BY SAM BLAIR
tStan CORRESPONDENTS Universal Servo
copyright. 1920. by Universal Service)
Copyright. 1920. by Chicago Herald
and Examiner
Copyright, 1920. by Sam Blair)
Ell PAsO. Tex. Dec. 2O.-Clara
smith Hamon is on her way back TO
Ardmore. Okla, 10 face a jury on
harge Of Staying Jake L Hamon'
multi-milIonaire oil magnate and re-
publican national committeeman from
oklahoma.
She will tell the Ardmore jury the
story she told me last night in the
public park at Chihuahua, Mexico.
The story rushed TO a climax with
the account OF the last meeting o
J4amon and clara in the Ardmore hos
pttal after the shooting.
r, closed with a benediction or the
Soui of the man that as stronS as the
conflict Of emotions which now see
ia the heart Of the woman accused
He was always cruel and snarling
with me-" she said, and lifted my
fnrers 10 her hair so shat 1 might feel
tho furrowed scar. resu4t Of one ei
his many blows" she said Then she
cried:
have been fred ten years ago.
II vas advised to Kill htm-yes. by
several Of the biggest men in Okla
homs.
"But 7 loved him. I still love him.
"He made his peace with God lie
told rne so that morning in the hospital
after he had said he was dying and
that 1 should go away and he weulo
toll the world he had shot himself
"TTs has made his peace with him
and God and I forgave him on that
dav He told me he would meet me
in heaven-and I'll meet him there.
But. ON. If had only shown to the
Ardmore people the black marks OF his
thumbs on my throat, the torn SKIN
on nv hands, the battered face OF me
after that night the bullet was hred.
usd shown these everyone would
have believed my story. VIII they be
lieve. now that my bruises are almost
heaied?"
7 want to tell you OF that day and
rigbt-of,that night he was shoN Fer
Ten years you know, we had been
bated him and yet I loved him Ihat
dav of Nov. 81 we were TO part for
IL was my decision and his. His
wife was returning to him from Chlca-
go He had grown to be a power In
money and politics. L had made MIN
,,ba+ he was but I had no desire 10 re
main with him and share In hls glory.
THAT day was TO have been our last
Roxether we had made up cur minds
we khd promised each other that
mot a thing should happen to mar the
wsnctIty Of the time. II was sacred
sor me because he was the only man IN
11r
.tsad OF our being together as we had
de.Ired he was forced to run constant
iv - his office. Each time he came
b.rL 70 me he had more drink than
ibeSore.
anfe 20 achieve what you call carrying
bis l,ouor.' But as this day wore on
and got htful glimpses of him l pc
came convinced that he was gong
crazy.
Il went TO my room, No. 2s. His
room was zs I locked the communl-
eating door between ! locked my
own door. I could hear him beyond
4hs partition. He evidently was more
angry than ever before.
II telephoned for some food. The
negro porter-Bill-came with the FOOD.
At his heels rushed Mr.. Hamon.
uould not put him out,
.sT got rid of the porter. q knew
another terrible scene was coming
Mr.. Hamon flung himself down on
nv he'd. He was disgustingly intoxi-
Gated. He called me-he called me-
a terrible name He wanted to know
who 7 had been riding with.
He knew-he knew-oh how WELL
that never IN ten years, since I was
seventeen. had / eyer so much as
raised my eyes at another man. and
Jet on that last day he chose to pre-
tend he was doubling me.
His knife. Mrs. lannon's knife. fell
out OF his pocket as he lay on the bed
don't know why. It must have been
providence I picked il UP and conceal
ed it on the table under newspaper.
"He got UP from the bed. He grab
he'd me. His fingers went deep into
my throat I couldn't scream
He laughed that harsh, snarly laugh
Of his which he was careful not to
give in public, but it was a laugh
knew well. He watched me quietly
Tor an instant, that beastly sneer on
Ills lips. He lighted a cigar and this
Is what he said to me:
7 would as easy slit your throat
as 7 draw on this cigar"
He felt for his knife-the knife /
had picked up ana hidden under the
paper. Then he reached for his watch
chain Last Christmas I had given
him a gold chain with a knife attach
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