The Washington times., 1921-03-15

and choked me and he choked me
until / was blind and l couldn't seem
to think"
Q. Now. Miss Clara" interrupted
Attorney Mclean.
Just a minute. 1 will finish the
story, Mr.. Mclean"
The witness was apparently over
come with emotion.
Mr.. Mclean: "All right"
A. He choked me and hit me and
somehow he threw me over on the
bed in one of his licks and after he
got me on the bed. he beat me and
slapped me and hit me two or three
times and took me by one leg and
jerked me off the bed on my back.
1 have been operated on in the back
and 1t hurts me extremely. He took
pains to kick me in the back and he
kicked me and choked me. j strug-
gled to get up and did get up, and
he choked me again and again and
slapped me.
"He wasn't satisfied with that, and
he twisted the skin on my wrist; he
twisted and he wasn't satisfied with
that; he bent my fingers back and
tried to break them. And then he
said: 4 will cut your throat And he
reached for his knife.
hC hhilo hdu out VI mo
pocket in the afternoon while he was
lying on the bed. and / picked it up
and put it over on the table after he
walked out of the room, and then
when he didn't have the knife in his
pocket, he reached for the knife
had given him. on a little gold chain.
and, somehow. some way, my knife
wasn't there.
CAN'T REMEMBER ALL.
"He looked around and in the mean
time in the interval he was choking
me and kicking me and beating me
terribly. / cannot remember all of 1T,
it is too much for anybody to remem-
Der. Iendured that sort of torture"
Add he make any remarks to
you?
A.-Well. 1 am getting to that. Mr..
Mclean.
Q.-What was that remark?
Al am getting to it. He said:
You have been riding with somebody,
haven't you" and l said: No. You
know 1 haven't knew that I
hadn't. He was drunk and crazy.
When he didn't find his gold knife
he saw a knife over on the dresser
he had given me long time ago-an
old knife of hiskjust to sharpen pen
it sharpened. 1t was very, very
sharp. He reached for that knife and
said I would just as soon slit your
throat as would draw on this cigar
when he reached for that knife, I
knew the time had come. ! uncon-
sciousIy, or consciously, or somehow.
reached back in my purse on the win
dow sill and got m ylittle gun.
asked him to stand back and let me
pass"
Dwell. what did you do with the
gun, with the pistol. when you got
mold of it.
Al held it on him.
Q.-All right, describe what took
place.
Ale did back away. sort of be-
hind a chair and put his hands on the
back of the chair. He didn't raise his
hands. didn't ask him to. I wasn't
very far from MIN when I passed be-
tween the corner of the bed and Mr..
Hamon, and the chair to get to the
door to get out. He backed around to
the door between our rooms, and then
l went to the door to get out.
Holding my hand like this (indi-
cating) to back up to the door to un-
lock it, the lock he had locked when
Bill went out, and when he did that,
could not see him. He was a little
back of the corner of the bathroom
when 1 unlocked the door, so l had
to let him out of my sight
And, understand, when I unlock
ed the door to go in, that instant he
turned off the light and raised the
chair to strike me and did strike me.
I could see from the light of the hall,
the light that comes in the room
from the outside through the transom
The light in my room was not lit, Mr.
Hamon turned it out himself He
struck me with that chair and the
gun went off"