Eva Dugan (1878 – February 21, 1930) was
a convicted murderer whose execution by hanging at the state
prison in Florence, Arizona resulted in her decapitation and
influenced the state of Arizona to replace hanging with the lethal
gas chamber as a method of execution.
Biography and crime
Born in 1878, Dugan wound up in Juneau, Alaska
after trekking north during the Klondike Gold Rush and become a
cabaret singer. She subsequently moved to Pima County, Arizona,
where she worked for an elderly chicken rancher, Andrew J. Mathis,
as a housekeeper. Shortly after her employment was terminated for
unknown reasons, Mathis disappeared, as did some of his
possessions, his Dodge Coupe automobile and his cash box.
Neighbors reported that Dugan had tried to sell some of his
possessions before she disappeared as well.
The police discovered Dugan had a father in
California and a daughter in White Plains, New York. She had been
married five times, and all her husbands had disappeared. The
Dodge Coupe was sold by her for $600 in Kansas City, Missouri. She
was arrested in White Plains when a postal clerk, alerted by the
police, intercepted a postcard to her from her father in
California. She was extradited back to Arizona to face auto theft
Convicted of auto theft, she was imprisoned.
Nine months later, a camper found Mathis' decomposed remains on
his ranch. Dugan was then tried for murder in a short trial based
mostly on circumstantial evidence. The prosecution proved to the
jury's satisfaction that Dugan had murdered Mathis with an axe.
She was allegedly aided in the murder by "Jack", a teenage boy,
who was never found.
After her conviction, in her final statement,
she told the jurors, “Wal, I’ll die with my boots on, an’ in full
health. An’ that’s more’n most of you old coots’ll be able to
boast on.” She would remain defiant to the end.
Imprisonment and execution
Dugan gave interviews to the press for $1.00
each and sold embroidered handkerchiefs she knitted while
imprisoned to pay for her own coffin. She also made for her
hanging a silk, beaded "jazz dress", but later relented and wore a
cheap dress as she was worried that her silk wrapper "might get
mussed." She remained upbeat, so much so that Time Magazine called
her "Cheerful Eva" in a March 3, 1930 story about her execution.
The day before the hanging, there were rumors
she planned to kill herself before being hanged, and her cell was
searched and a bottle of raw ammonia and three razor blades hidden
in a dress were confiscated.
Dugan's appeal for clemency on the grounds of
mental illness was denied and she was taken to the gallows at 5
a.m. on the morning of February 21, 1930. She was the first woman
to be executed by the state of Arizona, and it was the first
execution in Arizona history in which women were permitted as
witnesses. Aside from Dugan, there were five women in the death
According to a newspaper account, Dugan was
composed as she mounted the gallows. She told the guards, "Don't
hold my arms so tight, the people will think I'm afraid." She
swayed slightly when the noose was put around her neck and shook
her head negative when asked if she had any final words.
The trap was sprung at 5:11 and at the end of
the drop, the snap of the rope decapitated her, sending Dugan's
head rolling to stop at the feet of the spectators. The grisly
scene caused five witnesses – two of them women – to faint. With
the replacement of the gallows by the gas chamber in Arizona in
1934, Dugan has the distinction of being both the only woman and
the last person to be executed by hanging in the Grand Canyon
The Hanging of Eva
On February 21, 1930, Eva Dugan was hanged for
the murder of Tucson rancher Andrew J. Mathis. She was the only
woman ever executed in Arizona, and her hanging brought the state
She had gone to work as a housekeeper for
Mathis in January 1927 and apparently was fired after a couple of
weeks. Shortly thereafter, Mathis disappeared along with his Dodge
coupe and some personal possessions.
Pima County Sheriff Jim McDonald, investigating
the disappearance, found Mathis's cashbox missing, but his house
otherwise In order. Neighbors reported having been offered some of
Mathis's belongings for sale by Eva, but she also had disappeared.
A search of the ranch turned up a charred ear trumpet (Mathis was
hard of hearing) but nothing else. Foul play was suspected.
McDonald began the work of tracing Eva, sending
missing persons notices describing her and Mathis to police
agencies all over the country. He found out she had sold the Dodge
for six hundred dollars in Kansas City, Missouri (some accounts
say Amarillo, Texas), passing herself off as Mrs. Andrew Mathis.
She had told the salesman she needed the money for her husband's
A background check revealed that Eva had been
married five times and that her husbands all had mysteriously
disappeared. She had a daughter living in White Plains, New York
and a father living in California, but neither had seen her for
several years. When McDonald finally discovered her, she was, in
fact, living in White Plains working at a hospital. She was traced
there when alert postal authorities intercepted a card she mailed
to her father.
McDonald arranged for her
extradition, and on March 4, 1927 she was returned to Arizona. She
was tried on charges of car theft, found guilty and sentenced to
prison. Nine months later, a tourist camping overnight at the
Mathis ranch uncovered a shallow grave while trying to set a tent
post. The decomposing body was identified as that of Andrew J.
Mathis. Eva Dugan was charged with murder.
The evidence against Eva all was
circumstantial. There were no fingerprints, no witnesses, and the
only thing Eva would admit to was that she and Mathis had
quarreled. Nevertheless, after a brief trial, she was found guilty
of murder in the first degree and sentenced to hang. For two
years, her supporters worked to have her sentence commuted by the
governor, while Eva gave interviews to the press, charging a
dollar per visit.
On February 21, 1930, having exhausted all
avenues of appeal, she was hanged. In a gruesome footnote, her
body separated from her head, which rolled at the feet of the
Reproduced from Arizona Capitol
Times, December 1, 1995.
By Bonnie Knapp
Eva Dugan was a part of Arizona History and
gained worldwide attention. This bio was concieved from various
public records, documents, and newspaper articles. Very little was
known of her past and childhood or family. She gained notoriety by
being the only woman executed in Arizona and the last person in
Arizona to be executed by hanging.
She was arrested, convicted, and sentenced to
death, for the murder of an elderly Chicken Rancher, Andrew J.
Mathis. She had went to work for him as a paid housekeeper, but
was fired for some unknown reason after two weeks of employment
there. Shortly after her sudden termination, Andrew Mathis
disappeared, along with his Dodge Coupe and some personal
possessions, his cash box he kept at the Ranch also turned up
missing. A search of the Ranch turned up a charred ear trumpet,
Mr. Mathis was hard of hearing. Pima County Sheiff James McDonald
investigated the disappearance and tried tracing Eva Dugan. He
learned Eva Dugan had a father in California and a daughter in
White Plains, New York, neither had seen or heard from her in
several years. She also had been married 5 times, all her husbands
turned up missing under mysterious circumstances.
The Ranchers' neighbors reported they had been
approached by Eva Dugan who was trying to sell some of Andrew
Mathises belongings, shortly after that, she vanished. In Kansas
City, Missouri she sold Andrew's Dodge for $600.00, saying she
needed the money for her husbands surgery, she had been posing as
his wife. Some reports said she tried selling the car in Amarillo,
Texas. She was located in White Plains, New York by an alert
Postal Worker who intercepted a card from her to her father in
California. She was arrested and extradited back to Arizona on
March 4th, 1927, at the time only convicted of Car theft and sent
to jail. Nine months later, by sheer coincidence, a tourist from
Oklahoma camping on Mathis Ranch uncovered a shallow grave when he
was pounding in Tent Stakes. It was confirmed to be the
decomposing remains of Andrew Mathis. Eva Dugan was charged with
his murder, a brief trial ensued, largely on Circumstantial
She was sentenced to be hung for the killing.
Her appeals soon ran out, yet she remained confident. For two
years her supporters tried having her sentence commuted by the
Govenor. Eva gave interviews to the press for a $1.00 per
interview. In the meantime she made her own burial dress, a
beaded, silk jazz dress. She had paid for her own coffin by
selling embroidered hankerchiefs she made in her cell.
The day before her hanging, it was rumored
she'd cheat the gallows by suicide. A search of her cell turned up
a bottle of raw amonia hidden in her bunk and three razor blades
under the collar of her dress. The day and night before her
scheduled execution she visited with and joked with, friends and
newsmen. No mention of family being present. From time to time
glanced over at the clock. She told a reporter from the Arizona
Republic, " I am going to my Maker with a clear Conscience." Early
the next morning she was led from the death house at Arizona State
Prison in Florence, Arizona by a Veteran Guard known as "Daddy
She was flanked by two guards and followed by
the Prison Chaplain. She seemed composed as she mounted the steps
towards the gallows, telling the guards, "Don't hold my arms so
tight, the people will think I'm afraid." She swayed slightly at
the trap door as the noose was placed around her neck and
tightened. The Warden, Lo Wright, asked if she had any final
words. She closed her eyes and shook her head. As she flung down
to her death, her head was decapitated from her body, her head
rolled to a corner of the platform by her spectators feet, as the
crowd that gathered, gasped. The gas chamber replaced the gallows
after that incident. Eva Dugan, died at the age of 52.
Stop it Controversy erupted
with long-ago gallows case
A convicted murderess, 52-year-old Eva Dugan,
was hanged at 5:02 a.m. Feb. 21, 1930, in Arizona State Prison's
death house. It was the beginning of the end for the scaffold in
Arizona. For when Mrs. Dugan plunged through the trap door and hit
the end of the rope with a bouncing jolt, her head snapped off and
rolled into a corner. There was an immediate, horrified widespread
demand that a more humane means of execution such as a new gas
chamber - be substituted for the unreliable gallows.
Mrs. Dugan had been convicted of killing A J
Mathis, an elderly Tucson rancher, in January 1927. After the
slaying she fled with a mysterious drifter, a young man known only
as "Jack." Mathis' skeleton. encrusted with lime and with a gag
still in its teeth, was found almost a year later in a 100-to-l
happenstance. A camper from Oklahoma, J. F. Nash, discovered the
rancher’s shallow grave while driving a tent stake.
The preliminaries to Mrs. Dugan's beheading
were routine enough. During the day and night before the execution
she visited with friends and newsmen. She made small jokes - some
of them a bit macabre - and from time to time glanced at the
clock. She told a reporter for The Arizona Republic that "I am
going to my Maker with a clear conscience. I am innocent of any
murder and God knows I am." Until she left the women's cell block
for the death house, Mrs. Dugan was sure she would be spared, that
"the attorney general is probably on his way here now."
Shortly after midnight the prison grapevine
spread the news that she would cheat the gallows, that, with the
aid of friends, she would commit suicide She had hidden a bottle
of raw ammonia in her bunk, a search revealed, and a second search
turned up three razor blades in the collar of her dress.
The small procession to the
death house was led by a veteran guard, "Daddy" Allen. Two other
guards flanked Mrs. Dugan and they were followed by the prison
chaplain, the Rev. Walter Hoffman, who in later years was chairman
of the state parole board. She seemed composed as she mounted the
scaffold and told the guards "not to hold my arms so hard: people
will think I'm afraid" She swayed slightly as she stood on the
trap door. She closed her eyes and shook her head when the warden
Lo Wright asked her if she had any last words.
She was buried in a Florence cemetery in a
beaded, jazz-age silk dress she had made while awaiting execution,
and had paid for her own coffin by selling handkerchiefs she
embroidered in her cell. Seventy-five persons - including seven
women - watched the execution.
Reproduced from the Arizona
Republic, June 30, 1972.
DUGAN, Eva (USA)
England, the year 1874 heralded a new era in execution technique
when, having just taken over the scaffold, hangman William Marwood
realised that breaking the felon’s spinal column would bring death
faster than the current slow strangulation method brought about by
using the ‘one length of rope fits all’ method. To achieve this,
and thereby alleviate the victim’s suffering, it would be
necessary to vary the distance he or she dropped, having first
taken into consideration their age, weight, physical development
and similar factors. This method of calculation was refined and
improved by subsequent hangmen, and was in fact the basic measure
used until capital punishment was eventually abolished.
However, it would seem that Marwood’s ideas were not embraced in
America until much later, many states in the USA still adhering to
the original system until well into the following century, much to
the horror and distress of the spectators attending the execution
of Eva Dugan.
had been found guilty of the brutal murder of her employer, A. J.
Mathis. At her trial she accused another alleged ‘employee’ named
Jack, of the murder, letters signed by Jack later coming from
Mexico, confessing to the crime; no explanation of how Eva
arranged for these missives was forthcoming, if indeed she was
responsible in any way for them. They had no effect on the jury’s
deliberations, the verdict being one of guilty.
inevitable petitions were submitted to the Arizona state governor,
Eva even claiming to be insane in order to be granted a reprieve,
but to no avail. In gaol she was reported as being full of
bravado, one journalist quoting her as saying that she was going
to die as she had lived, and that people loved a good sport but
hated a bad loser.
21 February 1930 Eva stood on the scaffold, hooded and bound. The
executioner positioned the noose around her neck and operated the
drop. The trapdoors opened, the body dropped, but then the rope
swung back up again – empty. Witnesses saw Eva’s torso sprawled in
the pit, her hooded head lying some distance away. And as her
heart had continued beating for some little time, copiously
flowing blood was very much in evidence.
had been given too long a drop, due regard not having been given
to her physical condition, for subsequent examination revealed
that the debacle had been caused by her having a flabby neck. Had
prior checks such as those advocated by Marwood and further
improved by a successor, James Berry, been in force, a shorter
drop would have resulted in a ‘normal’ execution.
However, the severance of her head would have been so rapid that
Eva would have suffered for only an infinitesimal length of time.
Bearing that fact in mind, it is ironic to note that mainly due to
that catastrophe, the Arizona authorities decided to dispatch
victims by the gas chamber instead – a method in which victims
usually attempt to hold their breath for as long as possible, and
so suffer visibly for a number of seconds before and while
inhaling the toxic fumes.
Inviting friends into one’s cell while awaiting execution seemed
to be the norm in some American prisons in the 1930s, for Eva held
a veritable soirée, it being reported in the gossip columns of the
more popular papers that ‘she was gracious as a society woman
entertaining at a tea, the conversation positively sparkling with
Amazing True Stories of Female Executions by Geoffrey Abbott
Introduction to Eva Dugan
Born in 1876, Mrs. Eva Dugan somehow managed to
survive a hard-scrabble childhood to become an adult with few
skills, and even fewer expectations. In photographs, Eva seemed to
always have a tentative expression on her face, as if she were
waiting for the other shoe to drop – and inevitably, it did. She
had been married at sixteen, and bore two children. Eva’s husband
abandoned her and the kids, so she turned to prostitution to make
By January of 1927, Eva was in her early 50s
and working in Arizona as a housekeeper for Mr. Andrew J. Mathis,
a wealthy reclusive rancher. Mathis was demanding, cranky, and
cheap. Mathis and Eva butted heads frequently during the two
months that she was in his employ. Mathis even accused Eva of
trying to poison him! An acquaintance of Mathis’ said that he’d
been present when the man had finally given Eva her walking
papers. Mathis had told her in no uncertain terms to leave the
ranch and never return.
A few days after his friend had overheard him
banishing Eva from the ranch forever, a group of Mathis’ neighbors
reported him missing. The neighbors had become suspicious when Eva
offered to sell them some of Mathis’ livestock. She claimed that
Mathis had departed for California, and had turned all of his
property over to her. A notorious tightwad, Mathis wasn’t a man
who would have willingly turned over his property to a woman who’d
only worked for him for a couple of months.
Not long after Mathis went missing, Eva also
vanished. A search of the ranch by local authorities didn’t turn
up a body, but they did find some troubling clues. An ear trumpet
belonging to the hard-of-hearing Mathis was found in a small stove
in the front room of the ranch. Carelessly discarded clothing and
bits of automobile equipment, including a blood-stained cover for
a roadster, gave cops little hope that the rancher would be found
It was months before Eva was finally discovered
living in White Plains, New York. Returning to Arizona to face
auto theft charges, Eva was convicted. The judge sentenced her to
a three to six year term in the state penitentiary.
Nearly a year after Mathis had disappeared, a
camper on the property near the ranch noticed an odd depression in
the soil. The camper scraped away some of the topsoil, and after a
minimum of digging he unearthed the skeleton of a man. Tattered
clothing and hair on the skull indicated that the body discovered
in the shallow grave was that of A.J. Mathis.
Once Mathis’ body had been found, Eva had some
explaining to do; however, she preferred denials to explanations.
She told cops that if she had been responsible for Mathis’ death
and subsequent burial, she’d have buried him deep enough so that
he’d never have been found. Far from convincing, her denial
sounded more like a woman trying to extricate herself from a
capital murder charge than one proclaiming her innocence.
Eva finally settled on a story and stuck with
it. She alleged that she’d met a young man named Jack outside of a
local restaurant. The two started a conversation, and Eva told him
that he could get a job on Mathis’ ranch.
Jack went directly to the ranch, where he was
employed on the spot. Unfortunately, his first day on the job
didn’t quite turn out the way he had planned. Maybe things would
have been different if Jack had known how to handle the basics.
Mathis’ took umbrage when Jack failed to milk a cow as he’d been
directed. Mathis complained: “If you can’t milk a cow, what the
hell are you good for?’’ Mathis struck Jack. The young man quickly
recovered from the blow and hit Mathis, who fell to the ground and
did not get up.
Eva insisted that she and Jack had tried
unsuccessfully to revive Mathis. She also claimed that she wanted
to go for aid but that Jack told her if she didn’t help him get
Mathis’ body into the car so he could dispose of it, he’d leave
her to face the music on her own.
Eva’s story had more than a few holes in it –
the biggest one being Jack. Not everyone was convinced that the
young man had ever actually existed, because only one person was
ever found who could corroborate Eva’s statement.
Just as Eva was being charged with A.J. Mathis’
murder, a young dark-haired young man was confessing to a grisly
child murder in Los Angeles. The young man was the infamous
slayer, Edward Hickman (aka “The Fox’’). Hickman had kidnapped,
murdered, and dismembered twelve year old Marion Parker.
Arizona investigators began to suspect that
Hickman had been “Jack’’ in Eva’s story. Hickman stated that he’d
been in Phoenix for a few days prior to Mathis’ disappearance, and
that he’d also been in Kansas City during the same time that Eva
said she’d dropped “Jack’’ off in that city on her way to New
When Eva was shown photographs of Edward
Hickman, she said that she thought he and Jack were one and the
same but that she wasn’t absolutely certain.
Even if Eva had been sure about the identity of
Edward/Jack, LA cops were not about to allow anyone to interfere
with murder charges against him. Although Hickman was never
charged in the Mathis case, “The Fox’’ was hanged for Marion
Parker’s murder on October 19, 1928.
Eva was tried and convicted of first degree
murder and sentenced to death. The only thing that could have
saved her from execution would have been a successful insanity
plea. Two doctors testified that her mental state had been
compromised due to the “inroads made by a disease she contracted
more than 30 years ago.” Eva was syphilitic. Despite the medical
testimony, a jury determined that Eva was indeed sane, and plans
for her execution continued.
Because she had no wish to be buried in the
prison cemetery, Eva made and sold embroidered items so that she
would have enough money to pay for a proper burial. She also wired
her father and asked him to send her $50 to help pay for her
As the date of her execution drew nearer, Eva
asked the Warden what she should wear to her hanging. He advised
her not to wear any of her best things, so the handmade, lovingly
embroidered silk shroud she’d created for the occasion was set
aside to be used later for her burial.
It was during the long hours leading up to her
hanging that Eva was visited by Mother Benton from the Union
Rescue Mission in Los Angeles. Mother Benton believed that Eva’s
soul had been saved as a result of their prayers.
Eva remained stoic as she walked to the place
of her execution. She even recited an ironic bit of doggerel:
“We came into this world all naked and bare; Where we are going,
the Lord only knows where; If we are good fellows here; We’ll be
good fellows there.’’
As it turned out, it was fortunate that Eva
took the warden’s advice and didn’t wear her handmade silk shroud
to the hanging. Due to a miscalculation on the executioner’s part
when she fell through the trap at the end of a rope, her neck
wasn’t broken; she was decapitated! Eva’s head rolled within a few
feet of the 60 witnesses – all of whom fled in terror.
On February 21, 1930, Eva Dugan was the first –
and last – woman to be legally hanged in the state of Arizona.
Three years after the horror of Eva’s botched execution, Arizona
switched from the rope to the gas chamber.
Eva Dugan's Testimonial
Mission Mother  prays
with a notorious murderess in Arizona and believes god saved her
soul. Apparently she remembered one hymn that she sang as a girl
in sunday school and that hymn was “Shall We Gather At the River”.
Copied from LA Times Feb. 21, 1930
Poison given up by Mrs. Dugan as end nears.
Slayer of employer recites doggerel and sings on death march.
Florence, Arizona. Feb. 21
Marching to her death with a firm step, and
with never a show of emotion or breaking, Mrs. Eva Dugan, 52, was
hanged here at 5:02am for the murder three years ago of J. H.
Mathis, aged Tucson rancher, whose housekeeper she had been. To
quote one of her guests, Mrs. Dugan “died like a man.”
When the trap was sprung the first impact of
the knotted rope snapped Mrs. Dugan’s head from her body. She was
the first woman to be legally executed in Arizona.
For use in case the woman collapsed four boards
had been provided with which she was to have been strapped upright
on the gallows, but they were unnecessary. Only the customary four
leather straps were placed about her legs.
Given an opportunity to make a final statement
as the back cap was adjusted, she merely shook her head to the
Warden Wright clasped her hand.
“God bless you, Eva” he said.
“Good-by, Daddy Wright,” she said. Those were
her last words.
The death march was accomplished quickly. as
she walked to the execution chamber between two guards with her
face set in a grim smile, Mrs. Dugan recited a bit of doggerel:
“We came into the world all naked and bare,
where we are going, the lord only knows where, if we are good
fellows here, we’ll be good fellows there.”
A sensation was created by the woman a short
time before she was taken from the death cell when she voluntarily
surrendered to her two women guards a safety razor blade and a
small phial presumed to contain poison.
“Well, what do you thing it? Would your wait
for the rope?” she remarked as she delivered the bottle and the
keen bit of steel, indicating that she had considered cheating the
gallows but had decided to let the law take its course.
Her request that she be given “one last pint of
prescription whiskey” had been denied by prison authorities.
The execution was witnessed by approximately
100 persons who crowded into a small chamber that provided
adequate accommodations for only 50.
Mrs. Dugan remained awake during all of her
last night on earth, in company with the prison chaplain and a few
friends from outside the prison and another woman prisoner.
Ignores death watch
Apparently she was unmindful of the death watch
that paced firmly pack and forth outside her cell, while the hands
of the clock raced toward the fatal hour when she was to pay her
debt to society.
At Mrs. Dugan’s request she and her guests were
There was no outbursts of emotion from the
doomed woman when Warden Wright and his assistants called at her
cell this morning summoning her to begin the solemn death march.
She lighted a cigarette and inhaled deeply as
she passed the corridor and joked with the guards as the party
neared the execution chamber.
It was a leaden morning and a light rain was
falling in the bit of open courtyard through which she was lead
from her cell into the death house.
Sings on march
Mrs. Dugan apparently was trying to appear to
be in higher spirits than any other member of the group. “I don’t
know where I’m going, but I’m on my way,” she sang as she crossed
Two of the women guards in the party left her
at the door and she affectionately kissed them a last goodbye.
“I love everyone connected with this prison,”
she said. “You have all been good to me and I can’t blame you for
what the law is going to do to me.”
Then she walked firmly up the 13 iron steps to
the death trap, said her last farewell to the warden Wright, and
in a few moments her life was a closed book.
In the small prison plot behind the frowning
grey concrete walls of the penitentiary Mrs. Dugan’s body will be
buried with scant ceremony at 3’o clock this afternoon, it was
announced by the ward.
She will have a better coffin then those
provided the State of Arizona for hanged murderers, for by her
sale of bead work, and by collecting 50 cents a piece from each of
her visitors in the condemned cell, Mrs. Dugan raised the money to
purchase a more elaborate casket.
Mrs. Dugan left instruction to send her trunk
and her few small personal belongings to a cousin at Westin, Mo.
Among numerous telegrams and letter received by
Mrs. Dugan at the condemned cell was a telegram from her daughter,
Mrs. cecil lovelace, new york musician.
The telegram, dated South Bend, Ind, said: “My
dear Mother: Be brave. God is with you. ALl my love. I will pray
Gold Rush Tale
A hitherto unrevealed chapter in Mrs. Dugan’s
life came to light last night when she received from Seattle,
Washington a telegram signed by Ada Hostapple. It read:
“you have my admiration and sympathy for your
grit and courage in this, your hour of greatest trouble.”
Mrs. Dugan said that she and “Ada” where “pals”
during the gold rush in the Yukon.
Mrs. Dugan seemed to enjoy a “kick” at a
farewell “party” with newspaper men last night. She called one of
them “big boy” provided by cigarettes and cigars.
A rainbow over the Arizona desert sunset
brought tears to her eyes last night but her stoic calm otherwise
was undisturbed as during the hour this morning when she was led
slowly up the steps to the end of the rope.
She ate a dozen fried oysters and two boiled
eggs last night. Her oder of three T-bone steaks and two lamb
chops for breakfast this morning remained untouched.
By Pacific Coast News Service
Ceres, California Feb. 21—Alone in his little
cottage here, William Mcdaniels, 82 year old father of Mrs. Eva
Dugan, today received the news that his daughter had been hanged
in Arizona for murder.
McDaniels had given up hope that she would be
saved from the gallows, but his grief was uncontrollable when word
of the Florence hanging reach him.
“She was innocent of that crime,” he declared.
“They have hanged an innocent woman. I don’t think she was quite
right in her mind, but I know that she did not commit murder.”
Neighbors tried to comfort the aged man, but he
sent them away.