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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, October 24, 1912, Image 4

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quest. I pleaded with him for
the body of my dead girl,
Johnson refused. He said he
was the husband ofthe girl and
would Stick to his rights. I told
him he would forget, but that a
mother never could. He said he
would give Etta a funeral I
couldn't afford.
He Wanted me to ride about
Chicago in his auto. I refused.
I came out of his home from see
ing the body, artd there was a bat
tery of newspaper photographers
lined up. I was Walking between
a Red Cross nurse and my daugh
ter. Johnson pushed my daughter
aside, so he could have his picture
taken by my side, and-make it ap
pear as if I-were leaning on his
arm.
I told Johnson I could not and
would not go with him. or his
crowd to the church or cemetery.
An automobile drew Up. A
servant told us it was for us. Ar
line and I climbed in. Johnson
followed us into the machine, .
Shamed and humbled, I pulled
down the curtains. Johnson let
them up. Arline pulled them
down again. And again, Johnson
put them up so all the crowd
could see us together, and so the
newspaper photographers could
take our pictures together,
On the way to the cemetery, by
the side of the grave, on the way
back, at the hotel, it always was
the same. He always was there
by our sides, posing for the peo
ple to see.
He sat on the arm of Arline's
chair-in the" car, and said so
everybody could hear him: "I'll
forgive you, Arline, fox the way
you treated me today." '
And all the time I was .tortur
ed by the desire to cry out so all
the world might hear: hIt is all
a sham; all a sham 1"
But I kept silent, and I have
kept silent since because 1 want
ed the world to forget our trag
edy. But I can never forget it, and
I am willing to humiliate myself
now, if by so doing I can save one
other daughter from Johnson or
his like.
If 1 could know that I was so
doing some good, my own burden
of sorrow would be lightened,
and I would find surcease in the
knowledge that my daughter's
life and death had not been in
vain".
OUR PRECISE ARTIST
The price of eggs had dropped.
75 0 0
Out of the twenty odd million
acres which comprise Ireland
nearly one-seventh are barren,
being mountain, turf, bog or
marsh.
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