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Show TRYING TO SAVE THAW. Evelyn Nesbit Thaw Tells Story ot Her Ruin by White. Now York. Evelyn Nesbit Thaw told her story on Thursday. To savo tho llfo of her husband, charged with murder, she bared to tho world tho innermost secrets "of her soul. It was tho somo story sho told Harry Thaw In Paris In 1903, when he asked her to become his wlfo tho contos-slon contos-slon of ono who felt thero wns an Insurmountable In-surmountable barrier to her over bo-coming bo-coming the bride of the man sho loved. In tho big witness chair sho appear but a slip of a girl, and sho" told tho pitiful story of her eventful young llfo In n frank girlish way. As tho young wlfo unfolded tho narrative of her girlhood and told of tho early struggles of hersolf and her mother to keep body and soul together; to-gether; of how gaunt povorty stood ovor nt tho door, and how she fin-ally fin-ally was ablo to earn a livelihood by posing for photographors and artists, ar-tists, sho won tho murmured sympathy sym-pathy of the throng which filled every avallablo spaco In tho court room. Tbon enmo tho relation of tho wreck of that girlhood at 1G years of ago. It was tho story of her meot-lng meot-lng with Stanford Whlto; tho story ot tho sumptuous studio apartment whoso dingy exterior gavo no hint of luxurious furnishings within; of a velvot-covered swing in which ono could swing until slippered toes crashed through tho papor of a Jap-nncso Jap-nncso parasol swung from tho celling; cell-ing; tho story of a glass of cham-pngno, cham-pngno, of black,-whirling sonsatlons, and of mirrored bedroom walls. In snort, she told all tho story. |
