Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1925-05-30

WlIlOl NIllDl ViILIlVO
| TO HELP IN SOLUTION
Of MURDER MYSTERY
"All I'wanted of life was my baby,
my little home, husbands love, my
homework to do"
This Is Ruby Howe Kirby's heart
cry after days of doubt and dreari-
ness, her husband, Harry A. Kirby,
being confined to the Kennebec
county jail, charged with having
murdered Miss Aida Hayward on the
| night of May 10 at Lake Mariana
cook. Mrs. Kirby is guest of Sher-
if Henry F. Cummings at the Jail.
She is comfortably living in a suite
of rooms at the Jail and~is preparing
her own simple meals. She was
Drought back from Saco, Thursday
evening, in order to be further ques-
toned in regard to the knowledge of
her husbands habits.
Attractive Mrs. Kirby, the wife
who is torn between doubts and
fears, has promised to do everything
she can to help in clearing up the
Lave Maranacook mystery.
There is one thing, more than
ever breaks my heart. That is to
think that 1 shall probably lose the
friendship of two women, whom
love dearly, who have always been
so kind to me. I wonder IL they will
understand" And her pretty blue
eyes looked out of the window, to
the perfect spring day, all unseeing.
"All this terrible, thing has hap
pened. / wonder ifthey will cease to
love me. There is my dear Jane, I
have always loved her and she has
| always been so good and kind to me.
And there is Edith. Dear Edith, !
wonder If they will ever under
stand"
'Tehave few dear friends in Win
throp and it is so hard to think that
am going to lose them. I love
them and they have been so kind to
me-"
Mrs. Kirby is waiting and wonder
ing. She is called often into the
well appointed south parlor of the
home part of the Jail. There long
! conferences are held. Kirby, the
man accused is brought from his cell
in the Jail and the husband and wife
are there with the authorities, while
details Of the case are gone into.
Everyone has been most kind to
me. The sheriff is a very kind man"
Mrs. Kirby feels that she is fortu-
nate to be in such kind hands,.
One ray of sunshine filters through
all the drabness and harshness of 1t
all. And that is Maxine, the little
girl of the Kirby's, who will be two
years old June %.
/ "Yess,. I am so glad I have her.
She will have her life to live and
shall do all can to have her life
the very best"
| II know that can write. feel
that I cam" Mrs. Kirby said. She
took from her pocketbook poem
and referred to passages which she
says have always impressed. THAT
poem, The Vampire by Kipling, is
in my mind, a very wonderful thing.
So many things are said in such few
words. There Is the line, which
says, And I'VE knew she never could
understand There is so much to
that poem. Another like is one by
Ella Wheeler Wilcox. It's about
wanting a life of sunshine and hapi-
ness and getting a bed of pain;
wanting a friend and losing one.
To-day we are all so CRUEL We
like to read about, the sufferings of
others. In the olden days, we Thought
| the gladiators were cruel; we
thought the Romans with their pris-
| oners were cruel and down through
the ages, in history we find the cru
city of mankind. But today we are
just as cruel in many things we do.
"He has always been kind to me,
He was good father, too. His
| eyes were always SORT of laughing
eyes but now they look so different
and so strange. I wonder what
makes it?"
The conversation veered to wear
ing apparel. II always wear these
kind of Shoes / like them best" and
! Mrs. Kirby displayed neat tan OK
ford, broad Of toe and fiat of heel. l
always liked black shoes and stock
ings but he likes tan shoes and
buy them because know that is the
kind he likes"
IT never cared for fine clothes and
pretty things to wear. l just want
my home and I have always liked
the woods and outdoor life" Her
| words seem to fit her, as Mrs Kirby is
straight and slim, well built and
looks every bit the athletic girl, one
who could enjoy hike or a swim
along with the best of them. She
wears her dark bobbed hair straight
and she likes it that way, because it
is so comfortable. She doesn't use
cosmetics, one can quickly discern
that and neither does she need them,
because she has a fine clear skin, al
though rather pale now, because of
the strain she is passing under. Her
eyes are blue and are overshadowed
by long. finely drawn eyebrows. Mrs.
Kirby is a woman of rare intelligence
and keen understanding, but she is
cropping in the dark, she is trying to
find the right thing. to do and she is
striving for that, she says, by helping
all she can.