Ogden Standard-Examiner | 1920-09-05 | Page 25 | She Loved Him. but He Was A 'Worry'

SHE LOVED HIM, BUT HE IS A 'WORRY' So Ghita Killed Her Lover While His Back Was Turned, Then Surrendered (By International Jfcws Service.) PARIS, Sept. 3 A well dressed woman appeared with a nervous air at the police station near the St La-zaro La-zaro railway station and said that she wished to see an Inspector hat do you want with him?" she was askeei. xne woman rcpncu. eu, yo i see, 1 have Just killed my lover and 1 think I ought to be arrested." The woman said her lover's body wus at her flat In tho Bue Constantinople POLICE VISIT FLA t The Inspectors went there and found a luxuriously furnished dining room, wh re ihey saw tho body of a man stretched ucrosj the table with his fists clenched. Tho woman said her name was la onie ullveraud and long been known in Parisian bars us Ghita Mezuel. Some time ago she made the ac-quaintance ac-quaintance of Max Morsau, a married man and a motor ear dealer. He lived In the country, but often came to Paris Ohtta Mi Ciiel bad a certain amount of money of her own and about a year ago opened an establishment establish-ment called the Bltz Bar, only a stone throw from the Cafe de Paris, well known to most British and American :itors WOl I l END 1 .IK "VSHINGS The bur did well, bul Ghita alleges that Moreau treated le-r badly. He was always asking her for money and beating her severely, whether she gave htm money or not. The bar was to I have closed this month On the last night it was open Moreau appeared i ml created u scene The w: ,an was toe) afraid to go home and stayed with her sister. The next morning her loer appeared at tbe flat and suld he would be good in the future, but he wanted $4o,ooo with winch to go to Deauville. "1 saw my whole life mined." said Ghita to i be inspector. "This man would be always thrashing mi', but, although I loved him. 1 determined to lo a way with him. so I said. "Get my writing things, dearest; 1 will go and get my check book.' I went into ny bedroom, got both my Brownings .and came out with one In each hand, lit was seated with his back to me and I shot him. He slipped across the table murmuring. 'Ghita! Ghita!' and died. Please arrest me." nn