The Sun.
London, England, 1869-01-26 00:00:00

THE SUPPOSED NORWICH MURDER.

The evidence given on Monday in the Norwich muraer
case was voluminous, but mostly unimportant. Of course
local interest has not fallen. Sheward does not give the
prosecution any more information. The only thing to be
wondered at is, that considering the evidence, there was
nobody wise enough to put this, that, and the other thing
together, and get at the truth. On Monday the disap-
pearance of Mrs. Sheward was again vouched for by
several witnesses who did not seem to have any suspicions
excited. But there was one witness who did—William
Banks, a labourer, the husband of the twin sister (since
deceased) of the murdered woman. He said the prisoner
married his first wife at Greenwich, October 28th, 1836, as
appears by a certificate produced. They stayed at my.house
in St. James's about a quarter of a year. After that they
lived in Ber-street, White Lion-street, and St. Giles's,
Norwich. My wife and Mrs. Sheward were very fond of
one another. After the prisoner and his wife hail left
St. Giles's, I and my wife came to Norwich, as my wife
could not rest. NN e went to a house on St. Martin's
Palace-plain, opposite the Bishop's-wall. My wife went
into the house to see her sister, Mrs. Sheward ; she was in
the house a couple of hours. I did not go into the house.
We came to Norwich again after this, and went to
Sheward's house in King-street. I came to Norwich
because my wile could not rest. I saw Sheward, and I
and my wife were talking with him some time in his house.
I did not hear what my wife said to him, but I told him
that we bad come on purpose to know what had-become
of Mrs. Sheward, and what were the last words she said

to him. He said he walked with her to the railway train,
and said to her, "If you won't write to me, you'll write
to some of your sisters." He also said that she said in
answer to him, "No, never." When we were at dinner
afterwards his hand trembled very much, and he could
not cut me a piece of meat ; he had invited us to dinner.
"'Fetid to my wife, " Dear me, what's the matter with Mr.
Sheward? He can't cut a piece of meat, his hand shakes
so." Sheward never applied to me or my wife about his
wife. Mrs. Sheward lived in London before she married,
and was in the habit of sending my wife some of her left-
off clothes, which fitted my wife exactly, Mrs. Sheward's
shoes also fitted my wife's feet, which were very small.
Mrs. Sheward was about Mt. or sft. lin. in height. She
was a very fair, light-complexioned person, and had
golden-coloured hair.
Cross-examined : When I came from Wymondham with
my wife, we had not heard from Mrs. Sheward, or from
Mr. Sheward either. My wife had heard from somebody
that Sheward and his wife had parted. It was in con-
sequence of this that I asked Sheward what were his wife's
last words to him. My wife never heard from her sister.
When I spoke to Sheward about his wife having left him,
he appeared to be out of spirits. He left off talking about
her, and appeared to be disposed to talk about anything
else but her. When I remarked to my wife that Sheward'e
hand shook, he did not make any answer. My wife is
dead.

Two other witnesses proved that Sheward married the
present Mrs. Sheward, and that he had previously visited
her when she was a nursemaid at St. Martin's-at-Oak.