CRIME: Louise

In Los Angeles' county jail last week greying, motherly Mrs. Louise Peete Judson began preparing herself for death. When the matron and her fellow prisoners wept for her, she said: "Don't be troubled, my dears. Death is merely an eventuality in all our lives." They were not comforted : she was so nice, so poised, so kind. But throughout her life, death trailed her like the fragrance of the expensive perfume* she used.

People had always liked Louise Peete. In 1919 her soothing manner had attracted a wealthy old Los Angeles oilman named...

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