The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1927-06-20

wore him down SO with my per-
sistent demands, he bought murder.
Gus instruments hundreds Of miles
distant from me, brought and sent
them to me, entered into my dia.
bolical plot, waited hours in my
home, and then, still under control
of that weird power of mine, went
through with the CHASTITY crime
Threw Away Fears OF God
He idolized me so much that he
threw away all fears of God and
went through. That does not make
him innocent. But makes him ut
least human. It unfolds an en-
tirely different picture of me and
or him than the one he painted en-
the stand, running on In his bare
all" babbling; isn't it far more
reasonable than that he was a
slave, in my clutches with me or
amay from me, piled with drink,
helpless to resist unexpectedly in
view OF the intricate details Of that
famous crime, the weeks it GOV.
cred, the many difficulties it metz
He does not say he feared me,
or he was too weak for me. or he
yielded to me, or anything ike that.
Unconsciously he drops in the ex.
actly true Word-he ''idolized" me.
And how? As he ''shbuld have
idolized God!' Is GOD then to be
ldol1zed as a scheming vampire, a
murder demanding fiend, a debauch.
ing and corrupting demon? If not.
tnen either he shouldn't have
Idolized God as he did me, or else
he is now telling the truth for the
first time, and IL was his love for
me and not his weak fear Of me or
my uncanny control over him that
guided his rubber.gloved hand a. it
brought down the instrument Of
murder on the head Of the man who
owned me.
Tore Her Heart Wide Open
I should like to cross.examine
him on that word, as they cross.
examined me, tore my heart wide
open, harrassed and harangued until
1 didn't know what was answer
ing, over words far less significant
in getting at the truth of this crime
than that magnificent word Judd
lot rail- in that letter to his friend
from the CALM air of the death
house, not under the tension of
testifying before me, the State. and
the listening world.
l could take him back over some
hours, some speeches, and some
acts OF his, he having by that word
opened that line of examination. !"
as they say in trial talk,
1t surely could not haya hurt
MIN, for he stands convicted now a
murderer for some miserable. HUI
manly motive, confessed murderer
VINO didn't have the soul or the
neart or the brain or the character
10 resist such an Infamous order
from a woman. The other wav. Mt
worst, he would be convicted az q
murder for the most excusahIe
motive q sinner could claim for NE
sin-lOve! - -OA "A"
Called Judd q Rat
It would save me. which h Incl.
For him it would be no defense
only an explanation. But for me II
would be perfect plea of Innocence.
With that admission he might well
say now. "It was a dishonorahla
thing to do in the eyes of the world"
and leave off the ''perhaps >
With that admission he might wall
say. But [ am not the rat that 7
was called by that he might
mean he was not the rat who Swore
ne murdered an inoffensiye man he.
cause he was the victim Of a woman
put was the lover who was carried
away by his own uncontrolIable ma =.
sion, his idolatry of a woman. until
ne knew not what he did.
4 called him q rat not because Of
what ne had done. As he SAYS. s'she
Knows" i knew why he ala away
with Albert Snyder.
called him q rat because Of what
ne said afterward, sweeping away
from himself and from me the univ
paillating, mitigating element Of the
whole nasty affair-Our alI.emhrac.
ing and aiI-effacing love!
Made Her Drunkard
Had he told the truth he might
nave been called a murderer, but
never rat.
In the two cells I have occupied
rats.
. ~sS~1S No AOG 4uOIlZGs RATS cover
In fear and show their teeth when
tney are cornered, with danger be.
tween them and their holes OF
safety and escape. Rats take what
they can steal, kill what they are
able to, and run at the Stamp Of
an avenging heel.
NO, indeed, he was not the rat he
had been called-least of all is he
the rat he called himself. That@was
when he made himself and showed
himself a rat.
Il did want to save her." saws
he. When? Where? How?
He made me q drunkard. n
money.scheming murderer, a sor-
ceress. a p0isoner, q sashwelght
sIugger, q liar, q theft. q slave.
driver. He did want to save me!
God save me from such q savior!
What Peace Can He Get?
He says. in the letter, again:
"One cannot still that plea Of
the still small voice OF the soul for.
ever and have peace"
wonder how much peace he
can get now, II the still small voice
within him gives him no peace and
says to him:
"YOu lied! You lied! You Iiedv'
The still small voice did not seem
to bother him much before the police
got him and broke down his first
set of lies.
HiS conscience did not drive him