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Show SLAYER OF NATION TELLS OWN STORY OF TRAGEDY Accused Woman Describes Millionaire Oilman i on Day of Killing as Crazed With Drink;! Declares That in His Maniacal Rage He! Choked and Beat Her Until She Feared for Her Life chain, and. somehow, someway, that knife wasn't there. He looked around, and meantime he waa choking and beating me very had. I cannot remember remem-ber all or it it la too much for anybody any-body to remember." SHOWS JEALOUSY. "Did he make any remarks to you?" Mr. McLean aaked. . "Well, I am getting to that, Mr. McLean.", Mc-Lean.", she replied, continuing: "I am getting to that: 'You have been riding with somebody, haven't you? and I aald, "No, you know I j j haven't." 1 knew that he knew I , hadn't. He waa cruy drunk. W hen I he didn't find his gold knife, he aaw a knife over on the dresser he' had ( given me a long time ago an old ! knife of hia Just to sharpen pencils j and use around the room, and I had bad it sharpened. It waa very, very . sharp. He reached for that knife, and said, 'I would Just as soon slit i your throat as draw on this cigar.' Anyway, when he reached for that knife. J knew the time had coma. - I. unconaciouaty or conaclously, or somehow, some-how, reached back and. in my purse on the window sill, got my little gun. I aaked him to stand back and let me pass." i "Well, what did you do with the gun. with the pistol, when you got I hold of It: what did you do with It?" Mclean aaked. ! "What did I do with It? What would anyone do wilh It If they 1 thought their life was in danger?" she j replied. I "Never mind that: what did you do with It?" her counael asked. "I held onto it." ahe went on. THE GUN WENT OFF. "He did back away, sort of behind j a chair, and put his hand on the back of the chair. He did not raise his hands. I did not ask him to. I passed him. too. He hacked around, to the floor" Tetween our rooms, and then I went to the door to get out, holding my hand like thia (Indicating) to back up to the door to unlock it: ' he had locked It when Bill went out. 1 I could not see him, for he waa a I little back of the corner of the ' bathroom, ao when I unlocked the door I had to let him out of my alght I "And. understand, when I unlocked I the door to go. In that instant he turned off the light and raised the chair to strike me, and did strike me. j I could see from the light of the i hall through the transom. He struck ! me with that chair, and then the gun went off." The defendant left the atand and walked before the Jury bog to Illustrate Illus-trate her version of it. "And I was unlocking the door, like this, and holding the gun on Mr. Hamon. but he waa Just out of my sight for a minute, and he got around the corner, and the chair came down on me, and it knocked the gun out , on the floor like that, and it went j off aa It fell. wr I pulled the trigger, or aomethlng, as he hit me. I don't (Continued from page I.) noticed that the lights In the car were on, and I aald. 'Walt a minute, I want to turn the light of my car off.' He turned me loose, and I walked to the car and awitched off the lights. "When. I passed him and turned to get through the door, he again grabbed me by the arm and Jerked me down on a chair and again cursed. I aald. Go to the room, Mr. Hamon. If you want to abuse me. There are some men standing there. You must not talk that way in public.' So, he got up. and I went upstairs to my room. DRUNK AND CRAZY. "I waa afraid of Mr. Hamon very afraid of him. f aaw a look on hia face that I had never seen before. He waa drunker th.ir. I had even aeen him In all the yeara 1 had known him. He was drunk and crazy. I don't think the lwhiskywss joodrrd whisky asMr. Nichols said. He usually drunk good whlaky, and he wasn't usually crnsy like that. He 'waa craxicr and drunker drunk-er than he had ever been In all the years I had known him. "When I got to my room, the doors were locked between our rooms that la, (he bathroom door waa locked. I rang for Bill, the porter. ( thought I had better eat something. I hadn't had anything to eat all day. At breakfast 1 could not eat my breakfast. I seldom ever eat any breakfast. AFRAID OF HAMON. "When Bill came and knocked on the door, he came in with ice water, and Mr. Hamon allpped in with him. I had to unlock the door for Hill. I was afraid of Mr. Hamon. I wanted to keep away from him for twenty-four more hours, so I coultl go to California and wait for him to aober up, and come to -me looking the sweet, kind, lover he had been before. Ho, he came in as Bill cume In. Kill poured the Ice water In the pitcher. Mr. Hamon paced up and down, running his hands through his hair, aa he did when he waa agitated. agitat-ed. The minute Bell went out, and the door was hardly closed. Mr. Hamon said, with an epithet, "Where have you been? and grabbed me at the same time, and choked me, and he choked me until I waa blind and I could not seem to think." "Now, Mlss'lara." Interrupted W. P. Mrlran of her counsel, "Just a minute." "I will finish the story, Mr. McLean." Mc-Lean." she said. MATrMeR-UP: "He Choked me and hit me. and. somehow, he threw me over on the bed by one of his licks: and after he got me on the bed he beat me and slapped me and slapped me and hit me two or three times and took me by one foot and Jerked me off the bed on my back. 1 have been operated on in the back, and It hurt me extremely. He took pains to kick me In the back, and he kicked me and choked me and 1 struggled strug-gled to get up, and he choked me again I and backed me up agalnat the window, and choked me again and again and slapped me: and then wasn't satisfied with that and he twisted the skin on my hand. He twlated, and he wasn't satisfied with that. He bent my fingers fin-gers back, and tried to break them, and then he aald. t will cut your throat,' and he reached for his knife. The knife had fallen out of hia pocket in the afternoon aft-ernoon while he waa lying on the bed. and 1 picked It up and put it over on the table after he walked out of my room; then, when he did not have the j knife In hia pocket, he reached for the knife I had given him on a little gold anow. rne gun went off. SHE DIDN'T MEANTO. "I had (he puiiol in my hand when Mr. Hamon hl( me with the chair, and It went tiff. I didn't mean to shoot him," ahe continued, closing her story and getting back to a question and answer basis. Court recessed at noon until J p. m. with the young woman still on the stand. Defense counsel requested the extra ex-tra thirty minutes so that the state could read fifty-six letters written to the defendant by Colonel Hamon, and which it destrea read into the record. Immediately upon recesa Mrs. Hamon. Ha-mon. the- widows. Joined Attorney ReneraJ r"reellng In (he task' of reading read-ing the letters. "They are all - old - letters." the widow said after having read half dozen or so. "They were written away back in 114 and 1915. when he really was Infatuated with her. There are none written lately." MARRIAGE OF CONVENIENCE. Before leaving the stand at noon. Clara said her marriage to Colonel Hamon's nephew was for the former's convenience and that ahe never lived with him a' minute "and It was not supposed (hey would live together." "I went under (he name of Clara Smith part of (he tint, and also under the name ef Hamon," she said. "I used the name Hamon for Mr. Hamon'a convenience. I have given checks signed Clara B. Smith when I had (he money in the bank aa Clara Hamon." She told about having purchased the pistol with which Mr. Hamon waa killed. She aaid: "Mr. Hamon gava me the money and fold me to buy it." "Upon the day Mr. Hamon wu shot after the pistol waa fired what took place what did you aay to Mr. Hamon. Ha-mon. If anything, relative to the light In the room?" queried her counsel. AFTER THE SHOOTING. Clara replied: "He said: 'Clara, you hit me,' or 'It hit me. I aomethlng like that I don't remember poeltive- |