The Washington times., 1922-10-15
9aTEDbEAUIY
SAYs GAMBLER
V0WEDH|sL0vE
Mfs. De HouchsiIs WIN PitsHer
Strength Against Millions
~ 81 IN Court Action. \
TELLS or HIS coURTsHlP
agnate's Notes Win Not Be
~ Used. She Says. Except
~ al Last Resort.
Ry J. y. Grown. Z

..ssrc ! BY j. e. CROWN
-, 1, cesu,evettsu News service.
.NEW ORLEANS, Oct. IL
tsAIaster of millions, his shoulders
hp8ed with the weight OF seventy
a5kor years, Asa G. Gambler, the
Bcuth's richest man, and At
,lanta,s foremost. citizen, Is as
inanctuous as q boy in, his ideaE
ism, as ardent as q youth ~ MS
twenties in his love-maAng.
More than that:
"He's q dreamer OF wonder1ui
dreams, and he planned through
the years left to him to make
them come true with me by his
Seeks Accuscrs.
That's the story brought back 10
New orleans by Mrs, JOnezime De
Boucheile, Southern beauty. who TO-
day. sing1e.hauded,. isc pitting ner
strengthi and cher. small personal
means against the Gambler clan ana
its millior,s Ia her fight TO force from
their hps the name OF the man Asa
"a. Gambler shields. but who, he says,
! brought him the "hideous accusa-
/; tions. that made marriage with her
Impossible"
clear Of the verge of nervous hseak-
down, from tthe,strain OF her single
handed battle In Atlanta. the woman,
who as one Of the South's leading
I beauties and most prominent women,
told today OF the ardent love-making
OF the man. who commands the Coca
Cola millions. NJ r.
WouIdn't Marry Him." =.
"It ia al quite over between 1a'f
she said. s'I would never marry hAn.
F'or never loved him. What my
French ancestors called Ia grande
passion does not suddenly come into
a woman's life when she Is well past
her thirtieth year. and ! am well past
thirty. ~. -. ~ rn-
"But respected him and held
him In sincere and deep affection.
believing HIM a strong outstanding
man Of character. j, never dreamed
In those days when he was first
making love to me, that he could
be pliable putty in the hands Of his
family.
cit was his charities and his
philanthropies that endeared him to
me most. 1t was of them that we
dreamed those wonderful dreams.
1t was In talking of them and Of his
love for me that he laid his millions
In my lap.
Consented to Wed.
"And so I consented to marry
him. I wanted love and wanted
loyalty. From what ! have seen In
the years I have lived, believe
An older husband will be more loya.
than a young one. But he was as
ardent as a boy Of twenty.
"I have more than 500 love let.
ters that he wrote to me while we
were engaged. They are In a safe
deposit vault in New Orleans. Thew
viii not be used except as q last
resort, II the Gambler family try
% prove that he did not love me.
love me? Why, he laid those
millions Of dollars in my lap. as
q young man would lay a box Of
Under the Georgia laws" he
told me, "a man can dispose of his
estate before his death. have
given millions to my family. You
and I together will keep up these
philanthropies and > charities Of
all that remains Of my estate. when
work that we have started to-
gether. want you to carry It on.
want you to make these dreams
Of ours come true. ,. ~ ~ .
But unwisely, he told his family
all that, as well as me. And his
family was angered. ~
Asa Gambler disapproved most
strongly of the wav his family was
spending It's money. He believed
In comfort. in luxury, even. when
you can afford II. But he detested
the vulger display Of the nouveau
lriche. ), 81. ..
when his sons Vent In for rae.
Ing stables. garish yachts, gaudy
houses that were palatial show
mansions, ali that he disapproved,
But the minute the members of
the family found out that the head
OF the family was going to leave his
millions to me, they grew rabid.
Don't mind Them said Asa Cand.
Der at first. You and I know what
we Will do And he called me his
.inspiration for better things was
his guiding star Side by side, we
were to go~our way doing good.
Z "And then his family started this
campaign OF hideous and unspeak.
able slander against my good name.
I'm our last interview in the par
lor Of the winecoff Hotel in Allan
Ia, where his family wouldn't let him
20 without Asa Gambler, jr., as a
guard over him. he protested still
with trembling hands and streaming
eyes that he loved me better than
all the world.
He had started that interview
by calling me MRS. DeBouchelle.
very formally. But that mask
siipped off before we had talked
two minutes.
oh, my darling, he cried, heart
brokenly. ia marry you this min
ute II I could. But / can't. I'm