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THE ABQUB, THURSDAY, FEBKUAKY 6, 1096.
A XEW YEAR'S fclS.NEK PARTY.
110 lit of January arrived, and Sir.
Mitobel hnd heard nothing from Mr.
Barnrs. Inquiry at his oflice was met
by the simple statement that "tho chief
U out of town." When ho would te
back or whero a communication would
reach him con Id not le learned. A few
day before, however, a formal engraved
invitation to tho dinner party had been
mailed to bis homo address. Mr.
Mitchel was annoyed at not having any
notification of whether or not the detect
ive would bo present However, ho was
compelled to go uliead and depend npon
tho (light chance that at tho lost mo
ment he would appear npon tho scene.
He hoped that thin would occur, as oth
erwise his Kchenio for tho evening would
Tho dinner v. as to bo served at 10
o'clock that night at Ddninnieo's,
where a private room had been engad.
It lucked ten minutes of the hour for
sitting down, and all tho" guests hud ar
rived except Mr. BnrncR. Thoso were
Mr. Van Kuwlton, Mr. Randolph, Mr.
FWirr, Mr. Nenilly, who hud decided
to upend tho winter iu New York ; Mr.
Tbnnrrf, and several other gentlemen.
It lacked barely lulf a jninuto of 10
when Mr. Burnet was announced and
entered in handsome evcuitig dress. Mr.
Mitchel's faco woro a look of triumph
as ho saw him, und he berried forward
to iccnivo hi m. Uvcry ono present nn
dcrxtood why tho detective wan invited,
far it was by this time well known that
a wager was to be decided at 13 o'clock.
After tho rxclinuifo cf g'ctiugs Mr.
Mitchel gavo tho waiters the order to
open the doors of the dining room, and
in the moment's interval managed to
get a word with tho detective.
"Tell mo quickly, have yon succeed
ed?" "Yes, thorotgLly."
"(odt Wri to the man's name on a
cord, and I will g-'ve yoa ono npon
which 1 have written the nauio of my
Mr. Circes did to. Then they ex
rhaLgcd curds, glunccd at them and
gTBKpcd encli other's hands significantly.
Tbn cards Imro tho sumo name. With
tho others they went into tho dining
room. Mr. Tlmnret found himself seat
ed next to Mr. Barnes, whilo on the
other sido tf tho iletcctivo sat Mr. Fish
er. . . - -
It ueid scarcely bo said that tho din
ner was enjoyable r.nd enjoyed, though
II must I admitted that all awaited
aniionnly the hour of 12. It will bo as
well pcrhup. therefore, to come imme
diately to tho denonetnent, for which
all were assembled. The last conrso had
been served, and cofiVe a'ld nnts were
ou tho table, when tho clock chimed the
our for which all wero anxious,
rrotnptly at tho first dtroko Mr. Mitchel
arose. There was a silence till 12 was
tolled, and then ho begun:
"Uentlenieu, you havo all kindly ac
cepted my invitation to sec me win a
rasa wager tuado 13 months ago. It is
odd pcrhups that I should have w ou
fur I announce tlmt I have won when
we remember that the time was IS
months, which number, as we all
know, superstitious persona are inclined
to connect with luisfortuue. To show.
however, that I do not harbor such
childish ideas, I purposely made the
time of that length, aud tonight at the
decisive moment wo are 13. " Here he
paused a moment, and one might have
noticed that several persons quickly
counted those present to test the fact.
Continuing, he said: "The superstition
In connection with IB at dinner is a
well defined one, and tho supposition is
that one of tin number will dio within
the year. I offer as a toast, therefore.
'Long life to all present who deserve
It ' " The List clause, after a slight hesi
tation, mado a decided effect. However,
the toast was drunk iu silence. -
"As somo present may not entirely
understand what my wager was I must
explain that 13 mouths ago tonight I
was in a Pullman sleeper with my
friend, Mr. Randolph. Mr. Barnes here
bad just accomplished a neat capture of
tho criminal Fettingill, who has since
been convicted. Tho papers wero prais
ing him, and Mr. Randolph did so to
me in plowing terms. I ventured the
assertion that detectives run down their
prey largely because tho criminal class
lack intelligence sufficient to compete
With their more skilled adversaries. I
offered to wager that I could commit a
crime within a month and not be de
tected within a year thereafter. The
amount was to bo ft, 000 and was ac
cepted by Mr. Randolph. I stipulated
for conviction, though had I been ar
rested within the stated period and con
Victed afterward I should have consid
ered that I bad lost the wager. That is
why I awaited tho arrival of Mr. Barnes
so anxiously. I had not seen him for
some time, and it was possiblo that at
the last moment he might bo prepared
to arrest me upon evidence that would
later convict me. However, sentlemcn.
2 have escaped both arrest and convic
tion, yet I committed the crime as
"Ton must prove that" said Mr.
Randolph, "and, according to our agree
ment, it must have been a crime which
was much talked about"
"Quit right, my friend, but I shall
be able to demonstrate all that By a
curious coincidence a robbery was com
Bitted on the very night and npon the
tame train upon which we made our
yager, while another robbert was com-
J - -USI
mitted almost at the moment when the
stipulated month expired. Thus two
crimes transpired within the tune al
lowed me, and with both of these my
name has been connected in the mind of
the detective, Mr. Barnes. Now, that
yon all may better understand the cir
cumstances I must go to what I might
call the beginning. Years ago certain
circumstances in my earlier life gave
me an intimate- acquaintance with the
methods used by detectives, and I then
acquired the idea which led me into
this undertaking that where the crim
inal has succeeded in escaping actual
watching during the commission of his
crime, so that there is no witness to the
net, tho detective is almost powerless
until ho learns the object for which the
crime was undertaken. Am I not right,
"To know the object of a crime, of
conr.se, is a great assistance, but much
would depend upon the attendant cir
"True. The object then is important
From this point I reached the conclu
sion that if a man approached another,
totally unknown to him, at night in a
lonely neighborhood, struck him on the
head, killing him, and then, unseen,
reached his own home, it would rest en
tirely with himself whether or not be
would ever be caught I wanted a
chance to try this experiment that is,
to commit a crime solely to test the
ability of the detectives to discover me
afterward. The difficulty was that a
gentleman of honor would scarcely wish
to engage in such a reprehensible piece
of business. For years, therefore, I could
think of no way to have my wish, till
the merest chance threw tho opportuni
ty within my grasp. Waiter, fill np the
He paused a moment while this was
being dene. The men went around with
champagne, and when Mr. Thauret was
reached he asked to havo his burgundy
glass filled also. Mr. Mitchel was again
speaking when the waiter returned with
the red wine and did as requested. Mr.
Barnes also presented his glass for the
sarao liquor, saying in an undertone to
Mr. Thauret, "I cannot take too much
"Ono of my hobbies," continued Mr.
Mitchel, "as you all know, is the col
lection of jewels. A few years ago I
heard that a magnificent set was offered
for sale.? A rich East Indian nobleman,
so tho stjiry goes, bud procured the gems
as a present to his wife. They were of
the choicest quality and of each exactly
two, matched precisely in size, cutting
cud coloration. In time he had two
daughter, twins, the mother dying at
their birth. Eventually these girls grew
up and were married, the ceremony be
ing a double wedding. The father took
the set of jewels and divided them, giv
ing to each girl one of each. This great
ly diminished their value, for the
matching of gems adds to their price.
"Reverses of fortune tempted one of
these women to offer her jewels for
sale. They were taken to a Paris deal
er, who chanced to be a man through
whom I had made many purchases. He
undertook not only to dispose of the gems,
but to reprodnco them with a high or
der of imitation, so that tho woman re
tained tho original settings and con
tinned to wear what her friends sup
posod to bo the genuine gems. I bought
tho unset stones. Subsequently her sis
ter, learning tho secret, and seeing that
there was a way by which tho jewelry
fould be retained, whilo the jewels
themselves could bo turned into money,
cuguged tho same dealer to serve her in
a similar way. Of course I was doubly
anxious to obtain this second lot, for by
doing so I enhanced tho valuo of those
which I had already. I therefore bought
them also. "
Ho paused a moment, to allow the
company to recover from the surprise
at learning that tho stolen jewels were
"This lot was scut to nie through the
Bostou custom house I instructed the
dealer to do this bcc&uso I had fenud
that goods can bo received with less de
lay in Boston thau in New York. Being
notified by my broker there that they
were ready for delivery, I went to Bos
ton and obtained them. I placed the
wallet in a peculiar satchel which had
been made to order for me, and carried
it to my rcom at the Hotel Vcndoroe,
Later in the day I met Mr. Randolph,
and went with him to a theater. He
was to return to New York by the mid
night express, and I went with him to
the depot. As we stood awaiting our
turn to purchase tickets yon may imag
ine my utter astonishment to see a wom
an pns and board tho train having my
satchel in her hand. There could be no
mistake whatever, because the satchel
was peculiar, both in shape and color.
Of course I saw at once I bad been rob
bed. It was useless to go back to my ho
tel, for that would be time wasted. If
by any miracle there were two such
satchels, mine was safe in the hotel. I
therefore astonished Mr. Randolph by
offering to accompany him, and I did
so, occupying the some section with
him. .. i
"While I woe thinking what action I
should pursue, knowing that once the
train started my thief would be safe ai
far as New Haven, Mr. Randolph began
to praise Mr. Barnes, and like a flash it
came to me that this was my chance. I
would rob the thief of my own proper
tv. Thru if cansht I could not be im-
I prisoned, while if not I would not only
win mi waaer. but I would have the
excitement and the satisfaction for
which I had wished. Ono thing threat
ened to upset my plans. Mr. Barnes by
an odd chance came aboard the same
coach, was given the section next to
ours and overheard our conversation.
This of course I could not have counted
"You did take it into your account,
though," interrupted Mr. Barnes.
"Yon mean that I refused to tell Mr.
Randolph what I meant to do, saying
that I might be overheard, and that I
might even be talking for the benefit of
a listening detective? True, but I had
no idea that this was so. It was merely
extreme precaution, and only shows that
we can never be too cautious in an en
deavor to keep a secret Later, however,
I heard you get up, and peeping through
the curtains I saw you sitting up or
rather lying in a berth opposite, with
the curtains drawn. I at once supposed
that you must be a detective. My com
panion was soon asleep, but with $100,
000 worth of jewels in the balance I
could not sleep. I was busy wondering
what I should da I think, though, that
I must have dozed, for I know that I
was startled to discover suddenly that
we were not moving. I looked out of
our section window fortunately I was
next to it and found that we had run
into tho depot at New Haven. Like a
flash it came to me that tho thief might
leave the train here. I was about to get
up, when to my astonishment I noticed
a man sneaking along by the side cf the
train. I was on the side opposite to that
from which the passengers would slight,
and the suspicious actions of the man
forced me to watch biro. He passed so
Close to me that I could havo touched
him had my window been open, and as
he did so tho light of an electric lamp
disclosed tho fact that lie hud my
satchel The thief had been robbed al
ready. The man approached a coal bin.
and stooping shoved the satchel behind
it Then he returned to the tram and
"I said to myself: 'That fellow is
an artist He will remain on board till
the robbery is discovered, if necessary,
and even allow himself to be searched.
Then he will quietly come back and get
the satchel and jewels. ' Thus it was
my cue to act quickly. But if I left the
train I knew that the detective would see
ma I therefore gently raised the sash
and deftly let myself to the ground out
of the window. I quickly took the satch
el, ran to tho end of the depot, and
found a place where I could shove it far
under the platform. Then I climbed
back into tho berth, and after that I as
sure yon I slept very welL "
The company applauded this descrip
tion of how the robbery had been com
mitted, and Mr. Mitchel bowed. -
"Wait, my friends ; we are not through
yet The woman who had robbed me
had the supremo audacity to report her
loss, or perhaps we should say that she
was so angry that she became desper
ate. I have reason to believe that she
bad an accomplice iu this man, and that
suspecting him of robbing her she
would have been willing to give testi
mony against him if caught and trust
to escape herself by turning state's evi
dence. When we were running in to
New York, Mr. Barnes directed that all
ehould be searched. I enjoyed that, I
assure you. It seemed so amusing to
look in New York for what I knew was
in New Haven. At the same time I was
anxious to get buck to New Haven as
quickly as possible. With that end in
view I invited Mr. Barnes to breakfast
with me. I tried to make it appear that
I was anxious to have him agree to be
the only detective on my track, but in
reality I wished to discover whether he
would bo able at once to place a spy at
my heels ; that is, whether he had a
man at the Grand Central already. This
I found was the case. I therefore was
obliged to go to my hotel as though
having no desire to leave town again.
Theu subsequently I eluded this man
by tho convenient bridges across the
elevated railroad. I went to New Ha-
"He Had my atchcl.n
ven, found the satchel, and then depos
ited it at a hotel near by for safe keep
ing. My object in this was plain.
knew that the robbery would get into
the newspapers, and that by behaving
suspiciously at the hotel of course, I
was disguised attention would be at
tracted there. This did happen, and the
result was that the jewels were given
into the custody cf the police authori
ties, the very safest place for them, so
far as I was concerned. Gentlemen, that
is the story of the crime which I com
mitted. I have only to show my receipt
from the Boston custom house and my
bill of sale from the Paris dealer to bo
ablo to recover my property. Are yon
satisfied, Mr. Randolph?"
"Entirely. You have won fairly, and
I have a check for the amount with me.
which you must accept with my con
gratulations upon your success.
"I thank yon very much," said Mr.
Mitchel, taking the check. "I take this
because I have immediate use for it, as
you will learn directly. Now I must
tell yon the true story of the other rob
At this all were very much astonish
ed. Mr. Thauret appeared a trifle nerv
ous. He placed one hand over the top
of bis claret glass, and let it rest there
a moment, after first having taken a dp
free - . . " -
TO BE COHTDtrXD.
SHE KEPT HER SECRET
Mystery of the "Veiled Murder-
ess" of Troy.
FORTY-THREE TEARS A PRISONER.
Befnard to Coven la Court and Foiled All
Effort to Disclose Her Identity Deoth
Sentence Commoted Against Her Wilt
Some Clews to the Mystery.
In a sunny corner of the woman's ward
at the New York State Asylum For Insane
Criminals at Matteawan sits a woman
whose life surpasses the strangest stories
of fiction. She is known as Mrs. Robin
son, tho veiled murderess. For more than
40 years she has fieen in the prisons of tho
state. It Is 43 years since she was arrest
ed, charged with murder. From that day
to this she has been a mystery.
No one who did know her true name
will reveal it. Thoso who knew her per
sonally have kept her secret well. She
herself has begged them never to tell It
She has promised hor brother, tho only
member of her family who know hor aw
ful fate, that sho would die without re
vealing it. In 40 years that she has spent
in .Sing Sing, Auburn and Matteawan but
ono person, a woman, has visited her who
knew her true name. Even she did not
know the iinmo sho boro after her mar
riage. Tiiis woman, on going to see tho
veiled murderess, promised to tell the au
thorities of tho asylum Mrs. Robinson's
Tho moment Mrs. Robinson saw her in
tho ward she placed her finger on her tin.
v non tno visitor went, after two hours, she
I cannot toll you who she is. I have
promised her that I wul not."
it was in lSuis, in tno spring, tbat a
man named lanagan, living in Troy, and
a young woman visiting at bis house
drank in Lanagan's cottago two glasses of
beer at the invitation of a woman calling
herself Sirs. Honriefta Robinson. Both
died insido of flvo hours, and Mrs. Robin
son was at onco arrested, at the institution
of Lanagan s wifo, charged with adminis
tering arsenic in the beer. Arsenic was
found under the carpet in the cottago of
the eccentric Mrs. Kobinson, who had re
peatedly threatened to kill somebody or
A famous politician of Troy, known
throughout tho stato of New York, who
bad been living with Sirs. Robinson in
this cottago, hud not been to see her for a
long time. She believed he had deserted
hor. Sho claimed him as her husband,
and tho desertion apparently unseated hor
reason. She was an extraordinarily beauti
ful and proud woman, but when she
found tho man neglected her sho began
to drink unreasonably and frequent the
Lanagan cottage and storo across from her
houso. She had left her husband in Eng
land, returning to this side. Disowned
by hor family, she wont to Troy, drawn
by memories of the young man she had
loved before her marriage.
Mrs. Kobinson. was promptly arrested
for Ianagan's murder. Whon tho trial
came, she appeared richly dressed, but
veiled. The juilso requested her to remove
the veil. She declined. Her counsel could
not persuade her to do so, they said. She
insisted that rather than havo hor faco ex
posed to recognition, she would ran the
risk of all tho damage it might do her
caso. Tno courtrooms worn thronged with
people curious to seo her face. Bay after
day counsel and judge endeavored to got
her to remove tho dark blue veil that she
wore twisted About her face and even
about the back of the head. The cxtraor-
ainary spectacle was presented ot a jury
and judgo trying a prisoner whoso face
they had not scon. Once or twice tho
judge mado a determined order that she
must throw back the veil and tho prisoner
obeyed, but never so tbat a clear view ot
her faco could be hod by oven tho jury,
When the veil was partly removed, she
drew a rich mantilla altout her face, so
that it hid part of her features, and used
Her nandKercbici to hide the rest. But un
less absolutely compelled tho thick bluo
veil was never disturbed.
The excitement as to the identity of the
prisoner was intense It was asserted that
she was iaiinia Wood, daughter of a rich
Englishman of Canada, who hod been at
the Emma Wiilard academy In Troy. Tho
Willards issued cards saving she was not
Emma Wood, but it didn't satisfy the
public or the newspapers, who vainly
struggled to una out wno sho might be.
A Mr. William Wood of Canada visited
her. Sho would not nee him In the pres
ence of any one, but they were alone two
hours. At the end of the time Mr. Wood
stated she was not his sister Emma, and
tried by letters to prove she did not belong
to his family.
Mr. Wood did have ono sister named
Charlotte. A mnrriaco notice, to which
Mrs. Robinson has once made reference as
being hers, says that Charlotte Wood was
married to wo eldest son of William Fron.
cis Elliott Bart., of Stob's Castlo, Rox
burgshlre, Scotland. Tho bridgroom was
named William F. Elliott, and he was an
omoer ol trie tnety-tblrd Hiehlandcrs.
Mr. Wood showed letters trying to prove
airs, nooinson was ncitner or bis sisters,
but it Is generally believed tbat her rmmo
was Charlotte Wood. She has guarded her
secret well all these years, and the family.
having cast her off, has never interfered
with her attempts to do so. Every indica
tion points to the fact that her maiden
name was Charlotte Wood. '
Mrs. Robinson was undoubtedly insane
at the time the murder was committed.
But evidence as to insanity was not ad
mitted. Troy was determined to avensa
Lanaaan's poisoning, and the jury f on rid
her guilty. A motion for a new trial waa
refused, and the sentence that Mrs. Rob
inson be hanged wn sustained. On the
night she heard of this she procured can
dles and illuminated her rown in the Jail.
All night crowds stood ouUfdo watching
her dancing about the room. Occasionally
he appeared at tho window, when the
crowd cheered and shouted at her.
When sentenced, she denounced Judge,
court and jury and told the judge that his
was the soul God should have mercy npon.
Then came a reaction in public opinion.
People began to think sho was Insane.
No one wanted a woman hanged. Even
the judgo who tried the cam went to the
governor to adv!o commutation of her
sentence to Imprisonment for Ufa Sin
gularly enough, Mrs. Robinson bitterly
opposed tho plan. She begged to be hang
ed. "I want to die. I am sick of this
cold, wicked world, when I cannot trust
anybody. I want to dio now. I have
promised my brother," she said, "to die
without betraying anything, and when I
am gone I shall ccaso to worry and distress
them any longer. I might live 30 years
In prison, and death seems better. No one
will seo my faco. The sisters have prom
ised to stay with mo and to take mo away
and cover my face, that no one may sob
mo. Tell tho governor I beg him not to
commute my sentence."
In spite of Mrs. Kohinson's desires the
governor did change the sentence to Im
prisonment for life.
hen Mrs. Robinson learned this fact
Che tried to burn the jail. Sho wore the
blue veil alxuit her head even in jail and
drew it over her face whenever people tried
to seo her. Sho woro it even until the
doors of tho old Sing Sing prison for
women had closed behind hor.
Only a tow davs nco. whon visited at
Matteawan by a Now York Journal re
porter, Mrs. Robinson denounced tho com
mutation of her sentence. "I still wish
to God that my sentenco never had been
commuted," sho said. "I wish that I had
been hanged. I havo been getting better.
and now my memory is coming back to
me, and tho tilings I did when I was a lit
tle child In tho nursery at homoaro all be
fore mo, as clear as if I did them yester
day. Hut ot tho murder I have no roeol
lection. Now, when my memory brings
remembrances of my childhood at homo.
and ot my girlhood, and of the man I
loved, I suffer. I did not want to live,
and hero it is over 40 years!"
hat have you done all that time?"
"At first I used to read at Sing Sing. I
spoiled my eyes reading in tbo dim light
I played tho organ in chapel until my
wrist was broken, and I used to train the
girls who sang. It was a grief to me
when I couldn't play any longer. Then I
knit and embroider and sew. Yes: I must
have sewed miles and knit pretty near a
milo of edging. During tho war I knit
stockings for soldiers. Now I am getting
old. I havo forgotten my French and every
thing. I have done it purposely. I wanted
to hido every tract) of my formor existence.
I even use illiterato language. Don't yon
notice it? I used that so people would not
know me and think I was educated.
would not have my family know of my
whereabouts for anything. Why, I have a
son in the English parliament. He was
living and hod succeeded to his titles the
last I knew, and not for worlds would I
let such disgrace como upon him.
"You know," and Mrs. Robinson's
voice sank almost to a wblspor, "he does
not know I live. He believes his mother
"My father was a gentleman. He was
brave, mid su-h n fine man. I was born
in England. My father was the third son,
and of course ho had to go into tho church
or else servo his country. He became a
middy in tha navy.
"My husband was the son of a man of
title a younger son hut ho succeeded In
time to tho title after I came back to this
country. Our son now has tbo title and
property. Ono of my sisters inarriod the
son of a peer and another inarriod a peer.
"After a time," she went on, "my fa
ther succeeded to tho family title, and re
turned to England to livo. That was after
they bad turned mo from tho doors. Both
my mother and father wero dead when my
trouble occurred in Troy. My mother had
nine living children. I was the baby of
tho girls." "
Like most Insane people, Mrs. Robinson
has long intervals of lucidity, and many
of her statements have been verified. Sho
is a fine looking woman, although nearer
80 than 70 years. She has served a longer
timo for murder than any other woman in
tho prisons of the state, and fow if any
mon have served longer.
Her skin Is fair and fresh. There are no
wrinkles or crow's ft ubout the eyes.
Hor teeth have fallen out lately, and sho
MILS. ROMXSOX AS SHE IS TODAY.
deftly manipulates a peculiar arrangement
of white agate buttons, which take the
place of teeth and help fill out the corners
of ber mouth, which would sink In other
wise. Her hair is still plentiful, and this
woman, who wa3 once so beantlful that
sho was famous, looks more like a woman
of 55 than the age sho has reached.
She Did Not Beform Him.
A littlo more than a year ago a young
woman In Frankfort, Ind., married a loose
character named Emory in the hope that
she would reform him. Last week tha once
sanguine woman was sent to a reformatory
for a year after conviction in the courts for
assisting her husband to steal poultry.
An EnglUli Swindle.
A new English swindle is to edvertisa
for ladies "to dress high priced dolls," and
then on the promise of good pay to ex tract
o! deposit as a guarantee that the high
priced dolls will bu returned. It has been
worked through the malls with great soo-
The . Lo vely
Author of "Cherry Ripe," "ComirT Thro' the
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Helen Mathers achieved
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simple study of English family life that caught
the English heart. That was about twenty
years ago. Now Helen Mathers Is one of the
six English authoresses who can command
practically what terms they want for their
work, and she is as popular in America as in
It Comes Right
In the End
So you need not worry unduly
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published in America simultaneously with its
appearance in England, is a charming tale
of English society life, and withal a love
story of surpassing power.
Talking About '
The Lovely Mallncourt
The new Serial which is
making as much of a
sensation among our la.ly
readers as its heroine
did in London society.
This is the latest novel of
The popular author of
"Cherry Ripe," "Comm'
Thro the Rye," My
Lady Green Sleeves,"
"Blind Justice," Etc.
This Serial is particu
larly recommended to
Love a Love Story