San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-09-02
GIRL STANDS BY
/ ARRESTED
CASHIER
Loves Bank Official Despite
Revelation Of
Crime.
BY BESS CARROLL.

! Her wings clipped and her flight
along the butterfly path cut short by
J Jail, pretty Virginia girl-companion
of the confessed embezzler OF a Mid
dlesboro, KY, bank-refuses to break
faith with the man she loves, and is
planning to stick by him even
though it may mean lasting disgrace
and tragedy for her. Tuesday night
she kissed him goodbye as he started
on his trip back to Kentucky-and
retribution.
Chief of Detectives Sam Street and
Detectives Golf and Hice arrested the
fleeing bank cashier and his beautiful
companion Monday evening at fash
ionable hotel, after Fl. Z. Ball, chief
Of police in Middlesboro, had sent a
warning here asking officers to watch
for the couple. Tuesday the man con-
fessed to having absconded on July II
from Middlesboro with approximately
100000 in money and bonds from the
Citizens Bank and Trust company
the bank that gavr the embezzler
job when he was - years old, and S |
years ago made him cashier.
< GIRL STILL LOYAL.
And when the iron doors of Jail |
closed on the butterfly girl and her
sweetheart, another tale of stolen ro-
nance came to its end; another love
that counted not the costs was sud- |
denly confronted with payment-the
pound of flesh exacted of those who
break the "thou shalt nots" of the
law.
Yet, with her perfect honeymoon"
suddenly ended and her jewels and
Injuries and happiness of few days
ago no longer hers-but stolen things
the girl, staunchly refusing to CEN
sure her sweetheart, still believes that
love is worth its price and that even
those who are made to pay have lived
more fully. than those who dare not
take the risk of paying.
WANTS NO SYMPATHY.
~ will go back with him to face
the music il it will help him." she
said. HE has been so wonderful to
me. feel that l must help-I don't
know how.
THE world can't Judge me, for only
those who have really loved can know
why I did this thing-I do not ex-
pect sympathy" ,
! A few months ago this bobbed-
haired. well-poised young woman was
member Of care-free social set in
Lexington, KY; in Middlesboro. where
the young cashier of the Citizens
Bank and Trust company lived, she
danced and played and thought little
of life's grim problems. Then she
met the man who faces prison today
I'VE met at a dance" she said.
There were more dances. Secret
meetings. / knew that he was mar
ried, the father OF two children. But
loved him. 1t was beautiful ro-
mance-let the world judge it as it
may"
"He was fairly wealthy to begin
with. and he told me that he had sold
his bank stock" she declared. Even
il he had told me the truth, it wouldn't
have made any difference in my feel
ing toward him. 1t doesn't now. At
first / couldn't believe that it was true
not until the officer from Middles-
boro came for us. ] hoped that it was
some sort Of n gruesome mistake.
Since it isn't. ] can only pity him-1
can't turn on lin now"
Wide. demure hazel eyes and start
ling ideas are combined in this young
woman. Much of her philosophy came,
she claims. from the mountains Of
West Virginia, wher' she was reared
among simple folk who follow the
primitive laws.
Superficial life in the cities re-
pels emotion and lessons the depth of
love" she declared. There are not
many people who have the courage
really to live"
For many weeks the butterfly girl
and her companion really lived
they toured the lake resorts of Mich
igan. visited Canada, and made the
round of the big cities of this coun.
try. Az she waited further develon
ments in their case in the city jail.
the girl looked oddly modish in her
smart fall frock-a strange contrast
to the gray grated cells.
But though her wings are crushed
and the path she took so gaily is
closed, the butterfly girl does not
grieve except for days that are gone
days OF what she calls love. D,