Bisbee daily review., 1922-03-12

SOCIETY LEADER TELLS HOW LINDSAY
 WOODED MILLIONS FROM N Y WOMEN
BY RUTH ABELlNG

NhW lOfth, MAT, O.-hOW ulQ Al fred E. Lindsay, former strikebreakel once Indicted for white slavery, vii and hold the confidence of wealthy and intelligent women. to the point oi getting control of their fortunes esti mated. altogether. around million dollars?
 This question asked Mrs. Dor othy Atwood. New York society wo man. in her beautiful apartment just off Riverside Drive. Mrs. Atwood trusted Lindsay with $70000. And lost it. Her reply was:
 With dominance"
 Mrs Atwood is a Mexican, auburn haired and petite. She has travelled in Europe and speaks four languages. She was left in comfortable circum. stances when her husband died.
 Lindsay Absolutely Dominated
 Others
 Alfred Lindsay absolutely dom mated any company with which he happened to be- continued Mrs. At wood.
 He was not cultured man. His English was bad. His figure was un- gainJy. He was too huge, too awk- ward.
 But he dominated! It amounted almost to defiance.
 When I met him at the home of Mrs. Lillian Duke, from whom he is said to have obtained several hun dred thousand dollars, had the feel ing, Now here Is diamond in the rough
 His voice was not pleasant. He was not suave, not finished, but he instantly began talking and held the center of interest. He was clever enough not to talk about himself, but about other important people.
 AS we became better acquainted he talked of these important people in connection with his business. Ma turally, when he had been we'll intro duced and offered to invest money for me, l felt it was safe to trust him.
 Knew the Hour of Least Resistance
 He was clever enough to study a woman's moods. He knew" said Mrs. Atwood. 'in an almost uncanny way, with an almost psychic sense, the hour of least resistance. He knew, without asking. when things were not going just right
 He never offered sympathy. That
  Mrs. Atwood smiled, cvnically. But he took that moment for bigger things-for instance. for deciding that my jewels were unsafe in my own house.
 He came in that particular day" Mrs. Atwood went on. "and told me that I was wearing too many jewels, that it was unsafe for a woman alone aS tn and he asked me If he might take it to his safe at the Astor where 1t would be out of harms way T objected. I flatly refused. But he simply took some of the most valuable pieces at which he had been looking and walked away with them
 Who Could Be Fond Of a Man
 Like This7 Fond of him?" Mrs. Atwood re- peated the question. "Goodness. no. He had a red nose. great flabbv jowls. gray eyes which were too light and too shifty. His chin was too short. The space from the base of his nose to his chin was amazingly short. "Why l thing his mouth was the only good feature he had. That curved up a little at the corners and was thinlipped. which accounts for his eternal optimism. One couldn't be fond of him, but he dominated and defied. And he was an excellent alibier, wonderful fictionist gone wrong. He could tell you in the most con- vincing way that certain circumstan- ces were preventing any return on your investment. explain it all, and I might have gone believing for any length of time that all he said was true and that eventually big returns would come. If his vanity had not struck false note. Proud of Hands and kept them We'll
 He was always very proud of his hands," said Mrs. Atwood. "and kent them well. His nails were a trifle too long and too shiny and he wore a huge sapphire on his right hand. "One day, in shaking hands with him. my finger closed over that stone. It didn't have the clear. keen feeling of a genuine jewel.
 "The nicked, almost nasty feeling of that stone made me think for the first time that Alfred Lindsay was not genuine himself.i
 "I looked at him." continued Mrs Atwood, "and I thought Are you wearing fake iewelry? And are you like vour iewels?"
 Asked why she continued to trust