Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1920-12-20
WOMAN SLAYER
TELLS OF HORROR
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my hands, the battered face OF mine
after that night the bullet was fired.
Had I shown these every one would
have believed my story. WIN they be-
Iieve now that my bruises are almost
healed?
u want to tell you Of that day and
night-oh that night he was shot. For
ten years you know we had been-
he had dominated NE. I hated him and
yet 1 loved him. That dOy OF Nov.
p We were to part for good.
1T was my decision and his His
wife was returning to him from Chicago.
He had grown to 4 power in money and
politics. l had made him what he WIS.
bat had TO desire to remain with him
and share IN his glory.
WAS TO HAVE
BEEN LAST DAY.
THAT day was to have been our last
together. We had made up our minds.
we had promised each other that not
thing should happen TO mar the sane
tity OF the time. 1t was sacred for me
because he was the only man in my
life
The day passed. Instead Of our be-
ing together We had desired, he was
forced to run constantly to his Office.
Each time he came back to me he had
more drink than before.
N Always in the past he had been able
to achieve what you call carrying his
i liquO7.' But as the day wore on, and I
S. got itful glimpses Of him, l became con-
~viaced that he was going crazy
I went to M room-NO. 2S. His
room was No. -. ! locked the com
nun eating door. / locked my own door.
could hear him beyond the partition.
He evidently was more angry than ever
before
al telephoned for some food. The
negro pOrter-Biil-cam with the food.
At his heels rushed Mr.. HamOn. l could
not put him out
81 got rid OF the porter. / knew an
other terrible scene was coming.
MR.. Hamon flung himself down on
my bed He was disgustingly intoxi-
Gated. lie called me-he called-a terri
BILE name. He wanted to know who had
been riding with.
"PRTENDED TO DOUBT
ON LAST DAY"
"He knew-he knew-Oh, how well,
that never in ten years-since I was II
had I ever so much as raised my eyes
at another man. And yet on that last
day he chose to pretend he was doubt
ing me.
"His knife-Mr lannon's knife-fell
out Of his pocket as he lay on the bed.
I don't know why-it must have been
providence picked 1t up and concealed
Il on the table under a newspaper.
He got w from the bed. He grabbed
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 1t was a laugh 1 knew
well. . He watched me quietly
for an instant, that beastly sheer on his
lips He lighted a cigar and this is what
he said to me:
81 would as easy slit your throat as
draw OF this cigar
HE felt for his knife-the knife 1 had
picked UP and hidden under the news
paper Then he reached for his watch
chain. Last Christmas I had given him
gold chain with knife attached
"LEERED AT ME
FOR A MOMENT"
.This knife was gone. He leered at
mo foolishly for a moment. Then his
face set in a way that's horrible to re-
member. He started to lunge at me across
the floor. His arms were OUtstretched
and his fingers clutched the air gro
tesouely. Instinctively I reached behind
mo on the windOwsill I felt my hand
bag. II was open. Inside my hand
searched and found my gun
"He had given me this gun himself NOT
so long before. leVeled TINS
gun at his head. I cried out for him TO
ston. There was a chair close TO
his left hand. He lifted his right mana
suddenly and switched of the light
"The chair was swung over Dis mead
I could see the movement family from
the light reflected from the street arc. HI
rushed at me with the chair up. He
struck down savagely at me-
, "He struck me with the chair. As It
came down the gun went of. still
held It in my hand and had It pointed
at him. / swear to God 1 did not pull
the trigger"