Evening star., 1926-11-16
MRS, MILLS TIRED
! OF QUIET HUSBAND
Slain Singers Sister Tells of
Her Lifelong Quest
for Romance.
BY DOROTHY DIX.
epcrial Dispatch TO The Star.

BONNEVILLE. n. j., November 16.
~-s Yesterday was Eleanor Mills day in
-szalt1 and as one listened to the story
~ aer poor, sordid little romance one
could not withhold from her the trib
ute of ones pity For if she sinned
riuch, she also loved much, and she
paid the ultimate price.
notwithstanding all of the harm
that she did--and she cast a blight
over more than dozen lves-she
was never consciously wicked
wotnan. She was neither vamp nor
adventures. She was just one OF
ebe weak, silly, sensual women who
E1l,s the beginning of time have been
thA oaEe of men and the victims of
tDsit own passions.
E:s. Mills belonged to that not un'
cotht.ton type of women in this
county who are superior TO the stock
from which they sprung and to the
environment in which fate has placed
Them. Her sisters are big, fine-looking
buxorn women. placid and content
with children. church and kitchen.
Eleanor &as little, thin. neurottc, for
ever dissatisfied. forever reaching out
for ecYnething new, craving thrills and
excitement.
Why, in her search for romance. she
should have married Jimmy Mills
Heaven alone knows. Perhaps her
need of love was so great that she
decked the first man she saw out IN
her beautiful mantle of imagination,
and attributed to him the qualities she
desired the hero of her girlish dreams
20 have. At any rate, she soon dis
covered that her quiet, inslgnincant'
Intellectual little tame rabbit of a hus-
interest
her, or hold her affection, and she
came more and more to be bored by
him and despise him.
Sought New Love.
Some women, under such c1rcum-
stances. fill in the empty places in
their hearts with their children, but
she was not one of the maternal kind
who can live their lives in their sons
and daughters. She wanted her own,
individual life, palpitant. full OF emo
ton, thrilling. She wanted pleas
ure. she wanted love, she wanted COM
panionship.
Picture her. then. at 81 or %, at the
very meridian of her youth, intensely
romantic, full Of vague dreams, yearn-
ing after she knew not what. weary
unto death Of her dull husband, living
in A poor, little, cheap house that she
hated. starved, starved, starved, as
she wrote in one of her letters, for
everything in the world she wanted.
AT this crisis in her fate there. came
into her life the Rev. Edward Wheeler
Hall, the rector of the church In Whlcn
she sung in the choir. Probably he
was the first man from a world other
than her own with whom she had ever
h-er thrown in contact. The nrst man
of education Of reading, of polish, OF
,ot oh q n,
He interested himself in her. He lent
her books and they discussed them
together. He made love to her and
she listened. He won her heart, ana
she gave herself to him body ana soul.
Not strange. is it? It's story as
old as humanity itself. The dlssatls'
red wife who betrays her husband.
The woman so hungry for love that
she steals it when she cannot get IL
honestly The woman who follows her
desires at every cost TO herseH anu
others. and the end of the story is the
aid old ending OF disaster and deatn.
This was the portrait of Mrs. Mills
that witness after witness mas peeh
etching in for us ever since tne oe-
ginning of the trial, and which ner
sister and her own letters f1nlshed 1or
us yesterday.
Found i'm Pastors Study.
Her sister, big. comely olonoe
woman. told about how she had once
zone TO the church seeking Eleanor:
and not finding her had caile9
Eleanor. Eleanor and Dr. nan Hau
come ont of his study and pretendeu
10 hunt around in the church lor Mre.
Mills, and then. after a DIT, Flea loi
had come out of the DOCTOR e'"us'
looking very tluSneu. ..d
She said that after that she hao
tolked to Mrs. Mills about the lmpro-
nriety of her conduct. and Mrs NILS
Nd cried out: II don't care VINO knows
~ 7 want everybody to know 1t, ana
,ben had told her that as soon as
charlotte finished school sne anu
Or. Hall were going off to Japan TO-
kether to live. ,....
Then there were read the letters
which Mrs. Mills wrote TO Ut. Ilali
and which were found so mysterlousiy
scattered between the two dead oodies.
" from one saw as in a mirror what
. moor. foolish, morbid. sentimental
rroa+nre she was and how weak Oh
nurnose and weak of principle she
She was dominated by her emotions
and she writes that some days her
love is calm and beautiful. ana soi.le
days il is rollicking and run Oh me.
Other times she writes tla. Si,o IT,
murh to do. but she can only cream, j.,
dream. dream. And she devotes many
nages to discussing an 'erotic romance
mat DR.. Hall had given her. ana al
w.avs She protests over and over again
her love and her desire for him. ahu
her yearning for their next secret
meeting. ,..uo,,,
And in the midst of this maelstrom
of nassion she stops to exclalm w nat
10Y. il is to read the Bible, ana one
wonders if it was the ten command
ments she read, or the story OIL the
SHcb was Eleanor Mills. who was
onlv S3 wears old when she was siam
and who paid the price of her sin WIT
her life She stole another woman
husband away from her. She oroke
he law of God and man. but she SIN
ned for love, not gain. She had on q
nair of lO-cent stockings when sne
died and a little cheap dress ana nat
and 7 think that He who had compass
SION on another erring woman VII
remember that in Eleanor Mills favof
urben He comes to judge her.
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