Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1858-01-19
Tic ST. Lawrence Hotel Tragedy
Letters0f Mrs. TaOs. Washington SmitttO He
Hnehnnd nfker Her Disaraee.

LettersQf Mrs THos. Washington SmithtO Her
Husband after Her Disgrace.
Our readers already know of the startling
tragedy which occurred some time ago at the
St Lawrence hotel in Philadelphia, by which
yonng, just married man, shot man named
Carter. They will remember that Carrier was
formerly guardian to the young lady by
whom she was found enciente after her mar
rage with Smith. The case is one of the most
exciting kind, and has produced great sensa-
ton in Philadelphia, The following letters
were read in the course of the trial last week:
MAY 8, 1857
Will you allow me to say my. dear, dear, yet
injured husband?
Your letter was received and read with feel
ings of the most bitter anguish; read il without
pain or passion of grief. Tom, / am not void
offeeIing; feel as though truly alone in the
world Father. brothers, husband, friends and
all left me- Oh, GodI that died the day was
born.
MY dear Tom, wronged you deeply; kept the
fatal secret from you; did wrong in marrying
you; but Iloved you; yes, God only knows
loved you, and do still-you are the injured one.
before you left me. / wish was. You ask for
divorce my dear Tom. lift is your wish, |
will make no objections. cannot, but will aid
you all can to get divorce. This night you
shoulu separate from me- VINO mas SO dceplyS
grossly injured you; but was not intentional on
the part of Lizzie. Tom, yeu know my sensi-
tive feelings. When this is done, l have given
up all the ties that bind me to earth to Cod
You have my heart; my very soul is centred in
in you. OH Tom, smile; you can forgive me.
must humbly ask your forgiveness, that is all
can ask of you You speak of the romping
schoolgirl. Yes; what am now a broken
hearted, detected woman, without friends, throw
upon the cold world for assistance. Why, oh
why, has heaven sealed my doom No, verify.
God has forgiven me, and have been restored
back to His fold again; life has returned, but
my poor desolate heart cries for its lost master.
OH my poor, heart-broken, detected, injured
husband, forgive me; confess have done you
a lifetime of injury; / have made you drain
tho most bitter dregs of sorrows cup. Oh
that heaven would grant me to reclaim you back
again. You ask my future LOTT 1 wish that
could tell you know not where to go or
what to do. Sickness and trouble has left me
weak and miserable-strength does not return.
L have not left my room as yet. LeOnards move
in couple of weeks, and must shelter some
where-whcre can; the poor-house is as good
as anywhere for me. am not able to do any.
thing as yet, nor will be for sometime new
er while earh stands will throw myself out to
the world as public character; you shall never
have it said to you that is the way make my
living; and as for Carter, he has injured mo for
life We will never meet again, only as third
person present.. DeTIllu WISHES lu6 u Seuu TIC
child where it belongs, to Garter. / cannot
sleep nor eat. l can do nothing but walk my
room at night, must close May the God of
all goodness guide and protect voucher up
amidst this-ls the prayer of her who was once
your beloved, -confiding LIZZIE.
Mr.. Thayer also read the following letter from
Mrs. Smith to the prisoners.
DEAR Ton; Do not throw this scrawl aside
without first reading it; 1t may be the last line
will ever be permitted to WRITE either to you or
any one. Let me ask where and how you are
living. AS to myself obi God how long is
this to last. You may curse me, but, Tom,
love you, and ever will while life shall last. %,
the anguish, agony ofmy mind, feel; yet
know life is fast sinking away. lice only for
rerenge on him who was my destroyer.
My brother is with me. He tries to still me.
will MT listen; but like one who holds his
hand upon his sword, so am /, 1oaitin9 for ny
destroyer. The world is nothing tome when
you are gone WIN you not grant me this last,
perhaps dying request9 Let me see gOu but
and ask no more. Think not am here under
Carter's doings. He has taken all that belongs
to him. My brother pays my board, and as soon
as am able TO travel they take me hOme-yes
home. I will never leavethe again. / scarce
can write. am weak, and tears blind me-
Tom Tom, how 1 wronged you but forgive me;
forgive your dying wife. May God, in his inf
mite mercy, take care of you, and if we ever
meet again, may we meet in Heaven. Ibeg of
you to let me keep your miniature and ring
1t is consolation to me it is all have TO look
upon My brother bids me cease writing. Ny;
dear Tom, you may read this without a change
in your countenance; but, oh it may be the
last you will ever receive from me.
AS it was in life so it will be in death. love
you still the same. May God bless you, guard
and protect you, is my prayer.
f. G. SMITn.
Will you please answer. Bristol, Pa.