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Show FINDS DEATH IS fl FICKLE LOVER Case of Maud Jeffrey Stirs! Heait Interest Among London's Millions (By lnternation.il News Service ) I LONDON, Oct. 10. Death is a licklc i lovor. One courts death and gazes with favor upon his dark face Death stretches out his arms and promises forgetfulness. One takes a step toy 'ird hlra and he tumr and slips away and I jealous Lite is vicious with its punish-j ment. There was tho cnbe of Maud Jeffrey but that's the slorv- It started when a man told a lie. Maud, L'4, a woman proud of the t i t f respectability of English middle class-era, class-era, believed Isaac Duffy when he said he'd marry her sometime and that then "It would be all right." ALREADY HAD A WIFE. Duff) couldn't marrv her. He had a wife and it could never be "all t IghJ " Duffy gave her money and she live-u in fair comfort with his two children Duffy's wife found out in a rage of jealousy -he sought out Maud and mauled and pummeled her. scratched her eye- and pulled her hair and tried to hurt Maud's baby. Maud fled to h r brother-in-law's home He told her she and the bab mlghl spend the night in his sitting room. "TIRED OF IT ALL." "I was tired 61 II ill and there didn't seem a chance to be happy.' says Maud. I thought n would be better lo die and take the baby with me to the ( ituc r Side." She dropped her last three coppers in a penny go- meter, drew the -u-Btove to her and laid it between the baby and herself. In the morning the child was dead and Maud was nearly dead They tried her for murder at Old Bailey Duffy is gone and can't be found. The other baby, a boy. whimpered whim-pered by his mother s side in the prisoner's pris-oner's dock FINDS HER GUILTY. Maud, dishonored and ashamed told her story and told how now she wants to live for ihe other babv's sake. "He needs uie," she said, "and the' other baby doesn t now . I want to, live." The jury found her guilty and tho black-capped judge read the death warrant war-rant to her Theres' r chance that the higher' courts will grant her freedom. anyway, that's the way it goes when one courts Death. . |