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Show WOIilAll YEARNS If! CELL FOR MM IIOhlE Jailed on Murder Accusation, Mrs. Orthwein Indulges in Vain Regrets-for Giddy Past By CARL VICTOR LITTLE, United Press Staff Correspondent. CHICAGO, March J. Mrs. Isabella Cora Orthwein sat In her cell today, rueinx the day she left her home town. She longed for the simple virtues. Mrs. Orthwein was booked on the charge of murder. 8he shot and killed Herbert Zelglcr, the only man she! loved. In her luxurious apartment In the "Gold Coast," after a wild night of revelry. "Oh, If I could only blot out the last thirteen years of my life and start anew," she sobbed. "I was happy then,' living In the humble little home of my parents In Columbus. O.. where t was born. If I had it to do over, I wouldn't trade that simple little home for the most wonderful glided palace In the world. "In the days of youth I was happy and content. I knew nothing of gay apartment parties, convivial grillroom celebrations snd the other things that go with the hectic night life. I had never tasted liquor then, I had never loved. "If I had stayed back In Columbus I would still be happy, I am sure. I would probably have married and had several children wild have the respect of the community and be loved by my neighbors. "Now I am charged with murder." Mrs. Orthwein snld a foolish Impulse Im-pulse to see a large city eventually led ber to a cell. She told of leaving. Columbus for the first time when nWe was 1 years old. She went to Pittsburg and in a flirtation met a ball player, whom she married. It was while Jumping around from big olty to big city that I acquired a taste for night life," she said. "I craved comforts and everything money could buy. How foolish 1 wasl" She was divorced from the ball play-er play-er and then married Ralph Orthwein. St. Louis, from whom she was divorced, "lie had a lot of money and an ambition am-bition to spend it all on liquor," she said. "It was too late to go back to the simple life after that. "I wandered from city to cltv. seek-ing seek-ing excitement. In New York I arranged ar-ranged a marriage for convenience. "Then I thought fate had given me happiness I met Herbert Zelgler. the only man I ever loved. In Chicago. I broke off the engagement with the New York man never mind hia name. "But I loved him too well so well that I killed him when he became abusive. Herb, tha only man I ever loved, is dead by my own hands." j |