The Dillon herald. [volume] (Dillon, S.C.) 1894-????, 1921-01-20
ESTABLISHED 1904
MARION MURDERESS
TALKS FREELY.
Lizzie Jones, Who Poisoned Husband,
Tells Story OF Unholy Triangle.

\ phic story of an interview with Liz
zie Jones, the young white woman
~ who admits having poisoned her hus-
X band:
II repeated knocking on the cell
door of Lizzie Jones who is alleged
-: :,have poisoned her husband 3.
Jes, an elderly farmer, living on
}the Gallivants Ferry road about six
/nlles southest of Marion. Presently
small, tired face appeared at the
,, opening and two large gray eyes
r looked through the bars. " Would
you mind having visitor for lit
tie while" the reported inquired
No, she replied, I'm tired of
being all alone" Her voice was list
less. When the door had been un-
~ locked by the attendant, she invited
a the visitor in, and offering the lone
" chair, seated herself on the edge of
the cot. She looked at the reporter
- with an inquisitive expression and
irtGntly waited for him to begin, her
hands folded in her lap Her
JOIN OF dark hair parted simply in
at Pit'dle was drawn tight over her
townAd tucked IN massive pile ov-
y nap of her neck She wore
Tmple dress and shirt waist of dark
~ faterial. On her small but pretty
face was a tired hopeless expression
%esnd the large gray orbs looked out
inchinly.
b. uld this diminutive woman, frail
pretty, with such frank gray
be guilty of SO hideous crime!
ID you really poison your husband
.mrs. Jones?"
Il did," she answered simply
But isn't it unwise to speak so
4 freey?"
why not?" she challenged, ad-
mtted ii to the sheriff everybody
knows l couldn't lie out of it now!"
Poor little woman. 1t was all so
hopeless and terrible.
Yes she continued, interrupting
my train Of thought Il made up my
mind to do 1t. l had been saving the
strichynine ever since last July to
poison him with. Jim told me to do
it,"
Jim was childhood friend, was
he not?"
Yes, we grew up together"
Tell me all about it from start to
finish"
She settled herself more comfort
\ ably on the cot and as if relieving
L herself of a burden which weighed
} heavily upon her she began her story.
Mr.. Ammons, that was Jim's fa-
ther, and my father were both far
mers living near each other. 1 saw a
great deal of Jim and became fond of
him when we We're only children. He
I
considered me seriously, for when he
grew up he married another.
For awhile 1t seemed like life
wasn't worth living. Then Mr.. Jones
began TO court me. I never cared a
great deal for Mr.. Jones. He was al
Eiost three times my age. But at last
married him.
Then, he treated you cruelty %
the reporter asked.
mo. he treated me we'll eDouph
and for q while things ran smoothly.
Then jim began noticing me again.
WheRs%sr my husband was away from
~ homes -, eAsae to see me. Before
S1 oan KS iimo41linHg' iH'N' excuses to
aN ~ Wife y0jifnffEs then-as mat
r I, l am only twenty-four now and
'ueen married for eight years. Mr.
Jones was so much older than me. /
never could think of him as my hus-
band. 1t always as parent or
guardian that 1 looked upon him.
Children came into our home
There are three of them. Poor little
things.
And she came nearer tears at this
juncture than at any other time dur
iEg the interview.
Before long my husband learned
OF my secret meetings with Jim and
no abused me frlShtfully, declaring
that he would kill US both. Put in
. 1 stead he moved out of the neighbor-
Y LAbood, where We had been living, to a
VY~N&Grm less accessible to Jim and kept
M = under constant surveillance.
a :. J"This vas maddening. Then his
health began to fail The past two
years of our married life was torture
for me. Mr.. Jones never lost an op-
portunity to upbTaid and abuse me
= Fut ask you, how could 1 help my
feeling for JUMP"
She had worked herself up to an
excited state and her breath came
fast. She paused a moment in her mar
rative and when she began again il
was with the calm that had first
characterized her.
II never could quite bring myself to
the point of giving my husband the
poison, though But on last Friday
Jim came to see me, though he de-
MES it now, and after frenzied half
an hour decided to do the thing
had so long feared to do.
~ THAT night Mr.. Jones was feeling
= worse than usual and asked me to
Am fjA him up dose of soda and salts ]