The Washington times., 1922-06-05
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KNOWN several TnOHlHS.
Police think the woman may be
the mysterious ''B." believed TO be
Anderson's wife, and known to have
letter from Dad" TO the younger
Anderson, written May 20. 1892.
This woman liz thought to lie the
same person who called up tho Mid.
west Hotel, where the tragedy oc-
Cured. late Saturday night and
asked for Anderson. She shricked
when informed that he was dead
The finding today among MISS
Beal's effects OF picture inscribed
Louise Beal age two years." led rhe
police to give credence TO u story
from Dayton, Ohio. that Peggy"
was married and had a child four
years old. The child 10 now said to
be living with Miss Beal's father,
Paul Langdon. OF Columbus. Ohio.
That is one who Is dead" Mis-
Beal said when asked about the pic.
ture.
This was the creed Of Anderson,
perfect lover" and confessed
devil"
Love grows from q tiny seed.
planted In the garden OF the heart
-fertilize II with tender words.
water IL with kisses and keep II un'
der the warm rays OF adortng pas
sion
But, when the plant springs up,
prune It OF it's off shoots; pluck off
the insects, and then
Some day the real love will
grow into the most beautiful flower
in the world"
His code, written in the bold
print OF his hand and given TO Miss
Beal, was turned over to the au-
thorities today by the girl.
Girl IL Recovering.
Miss Beal IL slowly recovering
from her seif.inflicted bullet wound.
The tragedy was enacted In the
little third.floor back" OF a cheap
hotel. where the pretty nurse and
her perfect lover had come to
hide the scarlet love which bios
somed from the seed planted in
the garden OF her heart" only
to be ''plucked that another love
might grow into the most beautiful
flower in the world" the girl told
the authorities here today.
AS strength returned today Miss
Beal lifted the curtain Of mystery
which has concealed the dramatic
events leading to her suitors
death.
Warren was a dealer In hearts"
she said from her hospital cot. He
held a hspd OF fifty-mine among
them.
He boasted to me OF the other
women; told me how he had planted
love in their hearts, and how. when
the plant grew. he had plucked the
offshoots
81 don't love any woman yet. he
told me on our last tragic night to-
geether. I have married two-l
have played at love with fifty and
he wrote. from his memory. their
names.
I'VE sat there. In our last hour
together. he telling me Of each Of
his former loves-of their eyes, their
hair, their hearts.
And then killed him.
"Oh, l am glad-glad he 10 gone.
for his death will let other hesi 10
live. That is the motive which in
splred me when l placed the re-
volver at his head.
Won by Devotion.
Il put my own heart on the altar
Of womsnhood. 1t is dead now eS cn
though my body may live. But my
sacrifice will not be in vain II what
I have learned will save just one girl
from the things I know now-fr IN
another perfect lover
II met Anderson-he won me with
his devotion, his personality. and
the glamour Of his war deeds, when,
as a captain. he served in the ar
forces during the world war.
The seed Of love was planted at
our first meeting in my home town
Dayton. Ohio.
1T blossomed in the garden Of my
heart after he had fertilized It wi. \
tender words. watered II with kisses,
and kept It under the warm rays OF
his adoring passion.
And then he plucked the blossom
OF my hfes with his pledge to marry
me.
How many trusting girls have
listened to that same tempter tongue
the tongue of man? l did rot
know II then-I know II now.
He had won me-tried my love
| and then sought another-the most
beautiful flower in the world, which
he craved
My heart was the heart OF a girl
and what girls heart would not
respond to letters such as his?"
Shows Her Letters,
Miss Beal showed another letter
she received but two weeks ago
| one of the many treasured in tho
bundle tied in blue ribbon and bound
in lovers knot, which lay beneath
her pillow at the hospital here. The
letter read:
"Peg-blue sky and sunshine:
Your phone call was most wei.
come. While II sounded very fer
away, what did hear was very
dear to me.
You heard what said about
waiting for Saturday. Whatever
put the foolish notion into my