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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 15, 1915, NOON EDITION, Image 20

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"I DARE NOT HOPE AND I AM LONG PAST FEAR,"
SAYS WOMAN CHARGED WITH SLAYING BABES
ture," she finally said, lifting her head
a little and striving to control herself.
"You know I am past all fear and I
have not the courage to hope. Oh, I
have tried so hard to keep up! If I
could only control myself in the pres
ence of people. You know I meet so
few that it is a great strain when I
do. Outside of Mr. Rogers 1 see no
regular visitors with the exception of
BY HARRY P. BURTON
New York, April 15. "I dare not
hope and I am long past fear!"
Huddled in one Tlark corner of the
bleak, cold cell where she is now con
fined, Ida Sniffen Walters, soon to
become a mother for a third time, let
these words fall in tragic tones, her
head sunk deep upon her breast.
They were the FIRST words this
woman, held on charge of murder
ing her two babies, has spoken for
publication since her arrest three
months ago.
There is nothing of the passionate,
highly strung woman in his visible
make-up nothing melodramatic in
the demeanor of this mother, who,
the famous classic dancer, Isadora
Duncan, says should be let go free
and sent by society into the orange
groves of California to forget her sor
rows. ,
Instead her voice is keyed in the
contralto register and beautifully
modulated. She is very tall, nearly
six feet, and is slender. She wears a
clinging dress of dullest black with a
white shawl drawn tightly about her
shoulders.
She is surely no more than 30
years old but across the youth of her
face a hand stronger than Time's has
written a record deeper than years
may!
While she talked, Rogers, the
twice-married man, for love of whom
Ida Walters came to a cell, stood near
theh door. He is proving most devot
ed. He has not contested in any way
the suit for divorce filed by his second
wife when she learned, through the
tragedy, that he was maintaining a
home with Mrs. Walters in the
Bronx while he was still living with
her on Riverside Drive, and there is
not a day that he does not stay in
the little cell FOR SIX HOURS
from ten till four reading and talk
ing to the accused woman.
"1 haven't any plans for the fu-
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the priest who has called on me oc
casionally." Into the little room, 12x15 feet,
where Ida Walters sits waiting, no
one of the prison attendants with the
exception of the matron, is allowed
to come. A single chair, a small deal
table, and one potted tulip are the
only objects in this cell of which ceil
ing, walls and floors are all of white
washed stone. On the table lie one
or two novels and a partly finished
knitted shawl in lavender. But not a
bit of real cheer or warmth any
where. And this is Ida Walters waiting her
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