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feeling that I was extracting a general revenge
Women. Never could I forget Claire; and, hav-
ithe seed f<jr my revenge I could not relent,
grew on me like a disease. I suppose it was a
disease^;for somewhere in my wanderinguf I contracted
which is bringing me positive insanity now.
rion for which 1 am waiting, sometimes with a feel-
it akin to that of a bride awaiting a husband.
fa? I must not! Let us pass hurriedly over this
r I feel . . . God knows what I feeL When I
, it will be too late to tell!
home to find Claire and her husbahd established
[expected. They were living as any normal couple
re on twelve thousand dollars a year. . I immedi-
about plunging them into poverty. I bought two
where the husband worked and the other where
>sited some savings.
the husband. I broke the bank hie savings were
r t them penniless. Then I began hounding the
Claire was to have a baby in a month. I drove
from job to job. I bought grocery stores,
*s, bond houses— any place where be found work
him without references. Always I remained in
’round. Soon he could get no work but day labor.
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been in lied for three days. * I am nearing the
end of f. I know not what. I have a strange feeling in
my heat! and in my ears there is a tiny bussing. A buzs-
. ing whfth slowly, oh so slowly, is growing louder. I
have n Reeling tbat when it gets very much louder I won't
b#ablt4o 6>ink. I may not be able to think* now. I won
der. 1 here at the typewriter and write this. I don't
for or why. I serm to have intended writing
or something . . . but who or what I can't
nurse is looking at me queerly and I just heard
the doctor over the phone if it did any harm for
me to W|ite. 9 wish she would tell me*what It was T want
ed to wMtn. * I can’t think of H for anything.
I can 1
that Ml
think
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t*w. I
aflaip*.'
Fan*!
by the sheet of paper I found in the typewriter
ive been out of my head. I don’t remember a
>ut it. It is only a warning of what is coming,
and I havc.no fear. I must harry on and finish
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baby was bom without medical attention. I was
nmrht 'lie and rob me of completing my revenge
i*t Tier husband, weakling that I knew hfth
left her to my devices. He was found with
burst on a steel rail under the Fourteenth Street
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came from Claire. I ignored it. She went to
as she was able In a laundry. I bought the
fired her. Soon she was reduced to walking
and begging. Then she came to my office. My
complete.
the ragged clothes she had on. the unkept
of her hair. The hair that had set my heart
and ilftened to her tale of
She did not
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she eoi
had worked Usactl:
two persons aa she
the utmost and the
poet, taking *t my o^m
« I fainted.
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i keen, unwholesome delim it as
Justified my plans. They
had la tended. I teemed to be
One who enjoyed her state to
like 4 raging beast chained to a
and folly. ,
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I have Just read
Jonathan Thorwald,
I have vague feeltigs
past, but no
who could ha...
and found this
seemed only
nothing to
my fingers
There's socn
this house.
Here comes ote of phoae
stop. She
and I must
all the story above, and though I am
I remcmbetr nothing of it. Sometimes
If something had gone in the
ilOB 'tbe above 1 am sure. I wonder
k. I wandered into this r<*»m here
f paper in the typewriter and it
it I write . . . but what? I have
Nothing . I didn’t even know
over these keys as they do.
quite understand about this,
ito white . •« there’s something.
(From the E
Jonathan Thorwi
at the Bellevue Ho
lingering illness of
to the Bellevue H
his death. ,
Mr.
interests in South
a tropical disease
which has kept
in the past three
for a few hours at
Before contract
will leaving hii er
husband and their
though she knew h
Thorwald sine^
illness.
clad women now. I must
of this. It's fun though '
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I ■WWNiMHtaghtrii banker, died
Ital Thursday afternoon following a
t months. He had been confined
>r three weeks at tl^e time of
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directing some of his
several years ago, contracted
affected his brain and
puazled to date. It is said that
be has been fully conscious only
Mr. Thorwald wrote a 1
to Mrs. Claire Rundsee, her
Mrs. Rundsen says that al-
several years ago she has not seen
and was not aware of his
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i, don’t make me yawn,
name ain’t Yohn.
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