New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1872-06-18
JLALULsE AND ATTEMPTED MURDER
A WOmaH's RevenRe-Pearl Rivers shot
by "A Divorced Woman.

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when the circumstances of the horrible
affair began to circulate around the neigh
bOrhood, that she was bent upon some
deadly injury upon the unfortunate victim
of her jealousy.
About twenty minutes before the attack
was made, a closely yelled woman, subse-
quently ascertained to be Jennie Bronson,
was seen standing on the corner of Orange
and Constance streets, looking toward
Magazine street, evidently expecting the
arrival Of some one. Growing impatient,
she walked up Constance and around to
the rear Of Mr.. Holbrooks residence. This
was about one o'clock.
The house is one of row, is two stories
in height, placed somewhat back from the
street, with handsome garden in front, the
parlor on the lower floor, projecting into a
bay window. Knowing, from her former
life, the surroundings, the exits and the
entrances to the mansion, Jennie Bronson,
with tread like a cat, steaIthily crept
through the back gate, crossed the yard,
assembled the stairs into the hallway di-
rectly over the lower passage, with a fell
and murderous intent. Pearl Rivers, un-
conscious of danger, stood in the room at
the end OF the hall, up stairs, making her
toilette in front of the bureau, or, rather,
was dressing for dinner" Jennie Bronson
advanced, and covered her head with a
pistol. Pearl Rivers turned and saw the
woman with the pistol leveled, the sight
-
partition. The crack of the pistol
and the sudden turning Of Pearl Rivers
were simultaneous, and o1e-two-three
shots were fred in an instant at her unfor-
tunate head, the assailant looking like a
demon in her hate, all three shots taking
effect. 1t may have been the instinct of
selfpreservatiOn, or perhaps the quick
prompting of womans impulse, but for
some reason Pearl Rivers, small and fragile
as she is, rushed toward the murderess and
grappled with her, large and powerful as
she was, wrestling the pistol from her grasp
while its barrels were get heated and
smoking. Then the rage and fury of the
assassin knew no bounds. In frenzy, and
while the powers of the assailed young
lady we're gradually departing from her,
the woman seized the ornamental vases
and bottles on the bureau and crushed
them, one after the other, upon her head,
raining blow after blow, cutting a deep
cash in the forehead. another over the ear,
a third on the crown, from all Of which the
blood poured, mingling with that from the
pistol-shot wounds previously given, and
Pearl Rivers would undoubtedly have been
killed but for the arrival of third party
This was a good strong Irish woman, who,
hearing the noise Of contention, rushed up
the stairs and pinioned back the arms of
the viragO, rendering her powerless for
more harm, while she ground her teeth in
mpOtent rage.
While she was struggling with the ser
want, Pearl Rivers darted down the stairs
and out Of the house like fash, and into
5he house Of Mr.. Rainey, calling on the
,amily for Gods sake to protect her. Jen-
1ie Bronson turned to wreak her vengeance
IN inanimate things. Her dress and hair
we're covered with Pearl Ri vers' blood |
She tore the young wife's dresses out from
5he armoirs and strutted in them as at
masquerade; she broke mirrors and toilet |
3ets; she descended into the yard and, seiz-
ng an ak that lay in the wood shed, rushed |
with it into the house and, ma king for the |
grand piano, hewed the fine work Of it into
bits she dashed open the cover, and with |
several sturdy and vigorous blows with an |
TX, cut the delicate chords Of the sounding
BOARD and rendered the beautiful instru- /
nent worthless; she attacked the plate glass /
mirrors and smashed them into splinters. |
Turning round and seeing the table Just laid |
,ut for luncheon, with the crockery and |
ableware upon it, she destroyed that in
,low after blow, strewing their broken
fragments about the floor il every direc-
ion. From the storeroom she seized the
hampagne and opening a bottle drank its
ntire contents almost at gulp destroy
ng everything upon which she could lay
er hands and sparing nothing beautiful or
rtistic with which the mantles were COW
red, and running the interior Of one of the
lOst tasteful and well decorated houses in
he city, including the oil paintings which
ung upon the walls and the chandelier
endent from the ceiling, as well as the car
cts under foot. The police arrived to find
be interior of the house in ruins, the whole
aroused and the woman only
t rest from sheer exhaustion Of all her
overs. She was afterwards taken to the
olice station in a cab.
When the excitement was all over and
earl found herself among friends, physi-
ans were sent for, the first being Dr.
who said there was no danger
ut Dr. Stille was also called, and by this
me the reaction from the flush Of terror
Id set in, and the poor young lady
' PROSTATE in q state Of absolute tor
,r, so that the news came in last night
lat her life was hanging by a thread. Per
sps before this reaches the eye Of the
ader the worst will have happe ned, and
e fair young poetess Of our lowlands,
hose sweet songs are immortal, viii have
lssed away We hope not. There were
70 deep wounds, it was afterwards discov-
ed, one terrible cash in the scalp, pass
9 from the frontal bone and making the !
rcuit Of the head: the other on the left 4
mple, where it is impossible a5 present to
il whether OF not it is a bullet wound or /
e cash Of one Of the bottles The house $
/ Constance street last night was almost q
ze the house Of death and those who came G