Litchfield enquirer., 1870-06-16
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deposition of Herr Hawzilsk whsthetE Ean Verne could be arrested. raau ssoaa 2o a,u Herr Ferdinand Eisihg came from Buck. enweg and announced himself to me. He was cultivated, pleasing man of about 50 years of age, of very honorable appear anee. and gave me the following hasty ac-, count:- I'-'' '-.'"
 My younger brother, Jacob, about two years ago, went to Galizier to super intend foundry. He took with him his young wife and three children. His wife died in about six years. The two eldest children lived, and of these Margrethe waa the eldest, now about eighteen. After her mothers death, her father had her educa- ted in convent. After about four years, nv brother wrote to me that he would marry, and his choice had fallen upon woman who had kept his house since the death of his wife. Her name was Petro- nella Kraus, of Prague. Four months la ter he visited us with his wife and daugh- { ter, remained about week, then returned home, visiting Munich, Prague and Vien- na. We found the wife as repulsive as Margrethe was winning, and greatly de- sired her to remain with us, which she d. so wished; but her father opposed it. Be- l fore half a year Jacob wrote to me that he had presentiment of something sad, and in case of his death wished should take Margrethe under my protection. He fear ed she was not under the best treatment with her stepmother; said he had friend, Polish nobleman, whom he had appoint ed guardian for her, and who would exe- cute his will; that he had set his house in order. Soon after received two letters; the first was written in 8 melancholy vein; the next full of hope and happiness. The third came with black seal, telling of her fathers death, and expressing wish to ome to me- At that time I, with my two children, lay sick with scarlet fe- yer, and for at least five weeks could not think of journey. Meantime, letters came from the guardian, and my sister-in- law informed me that my brothers affairs were all settled satisfactorily. Finally, my sister in law wrote that she would herself fetch Margrethe, as she was to accompany brother to Italy to look after his house. hold affairs. Grechten herself wrote that she would be glad when she was under my protection, for since her fathers death, Q man had been intimate with her step mother, of whom she had horror and disgust She begged me to name some place, Dresden. or any other, where would meet her. went there, waited l GLrS0 uhyS HI No4uS Gc4CeE0PA0NAO OAOA WAOSo | to Grechten, returned home full of anxie- ety, found letter from my sister-in-law, saying some unforeseen circumstances had delayed their journey, appointing cer- tain place and day where l would meet them, which was last Wednesday. Here is the photograph of my brother with his wife and daughter .-..-.l..
 'This is the unfortunate dead. and that is Frau Verne, or Petronella Krause,' ! exclaimed in an awfully earnest voice. | Here is the hand of God .-..a ..s. It was my sad duty to take the afflicted man to the remains of his niece. He inn mediately identified her, and spoke of her six fingers as peculiarity of her mothers family. -1f .... .-t On our return to the office, I found they already arrested Frau Verne. She was stern, gloomy, and defiant; but her blood less lips quivered, and sho could scarcely stand. - ...
 On one side of my office was little cir cular window, before which was a gauge curtain. Behind this, Herr Eising stood to observe the suspected one.
 You have arrested me, she stammered, after pause-' and why?' You can best explain that yourself, un- natural step-mother, replied. You are known, Petronella Krause, or widow Ei- sing. There are strong suspicious that you have murdered your ep.daughter, Margrethe.' ...4a. .. | I! sir! Are you beside yourself?' asked the frightened woman. straightening her self up in most commanding manner. \ At this moment Herr Rising entered en-
 tered in wildly excited manner, exclaim- ing, Miserable murdressv
 The guilty woman started back with
 horror and sank upon her knees. Mer- l cyl Pity! Jacob!' she shrieked, and buried
 her face in her hands; mot l, not I, have
 done it, but he-'
 'Who is he? cried.
 'Wenzel, my first husband, who has
 pursued me for four months, and dragged me to destruction; who has threatened to
 complain of me for bigamy! O, the ghost! the ghost! ...-... I am no ghost, wretch! but your broth er-in-law, Ferdinand
 Petronella looked slowly up, then came . over her face the old hard, cold look, and | she arose, and walked sternly and eloomily across the room. Not another word far , ther escaped her lips; all my questions } were in va1n. Not even the face of the murdered girl, her betrayed change, or any, thing belonging to her, could elicit anoth-
 Or word except inarticulate tones of spite } and rage; yet they betrayed remorss and emotion. A
 The examination of Wenzel Pozek pro- duced as little result. The hardened man denied even the conversation he had with Petronella, in the morning, to which Hsw-
 lizak listened.
 Only this would he confess: that he was the first husband of Petronella, that for ; merly he had served in an Austrian militia " band, had participated in the Hungari-
 an rebellion, afterwards joined an Austri- an band of music and served in Turkey
 and Italy, obtained furlough to visit his
 home in Prague; and there learned of Pe-
 tronella's marriage. He had sent her threatening letters, till she had consented after her husbands death to return to him ; and with her property go back with him to Italy. The possible thought came to me that Grechten 8 father might have come to an unnatural death. Of this would hereafter make enquiries; but it was use- less to begin with the sick man, for he held ; a most defiant silence. 44 ! Sunday afternoon the body of poor Mar
 grethe Eising was followed to it's last rest
 ing place by large concourse of people. All were deeply moved by the affecting dis
 course which the clergyman Wolfgangide-
 ivered at the grave. On my return to my
 room, I met upon the stairs, policeman l. f A L IT, A.