The New York herald., 1879-01-05

10 Marthas Vineyard notes passed between Kate and
me ON the boat; Cobb and We're together some, and
Kate and my wife together; the ladies' occupied
staeroom and We slept in the berths gave her the
hand mirror as token of friendship and she ac-
ceptrd it as SUCH saw it at the houses she did not
say anything about keeping it secret; when she was
in Troy he wrote to my wife, my wife replied; think
SUNDAY the charm sent me from Troy by Kate !
told Mis wife got from the post Office. and did not
kno" where il came from; lied: the night stopped
at her house until four O'Clock in the morning.
there was no one in the house but Kate and myself
We had criminal relations; / received $50 per
month clerk Mr. Cobb's income was more; he
kept horse and Sleigh and my wife rode with katie
/ first asked her "Do you ever expect to be mine 2!
l was dissipated and caused my wife much trouble;
Katie's kindness led me TO leave off drinking.
TESTIMONY THE JArLOR.
The cross examination of Bishop closed for the day
and Elias II. Beckwith. keeper of the jail, being
Cobb as the one he first saw in Bishops cell in Au-
gust 1875 the assistant TAILOR detected it in Bishops
pan; said Wesley give me ihat note d received n
not read it sir;' took it and called the woman who
passed the ratons and asked her. How came you by
that note?' she said she got it from Katie Cobb
who told her to put it under Bishops bread; We
called Kate talked with her. and she admitted sending
the note; the piece OF paper upon which was written
'.If you wish to answer you do this. but be
very careful was picked up in the Jail; went back
and asked Bishop for the other letter referred to in
the note got from him. he said he had not received
it; went the cell of Marshall IA sick prisoner
whose rations were passed to him by Bishop and
asked him if he had letter in his pan Friday; he
said, II did-a note with writing on u ana ioz
enge;" asked him where they were and he replied,
the lOZenge, thinking tney were served Win
fish, it Friday, sir; he destroyed the letter.
FEARFUL LIST OF poIsoNs.
Bishop recalled by the defence testified Ill bought
two ounces of arsenic in hve purchases; OF NOR
phine thirteen grains, made in four purchases; an
ounce of the tnctue of aconite received back about
half an ounce OF arsenic; bought ten grains of
strychnine in two purchases took back two
three grains never purchased arsenic at Charles H.
Cobb Jr s. request; stated that did to a number
of Masonic brethren as solemnly as one Mason could
tell another: now say 1T was a l1e
During the repartee between counsel in the course
laughed almost audiDly on the stand. notwithstand-
ing District Attorney Waller regards the trial
such horrd business as to ask the Court for two
days adjournment.
At one O'CLOCK the court adjourned to nine o'clock
Tuesday morning.
Running all through this double tragedy has been
correspondence full of sentiment and full of wicked
ness and while Bishop and Mrs. Cobb were plotting
in ink to make their illicit love and legit
mate by diabolical MEANS they were also sending
poetic missives OF varying sentimental tone enclosed
clipped from literary papers. The letters were all
tell their part OF the story. In August 1877 after
Bishop gave her the hand mirror token of afec-
tion she sent him this-
Since have known his love was mine,
How bright the stars above me shine!
Though awake or though dreaml
nSs az endless ,S"sF day ksss s's sns SUM-
Since have known his love mine.
Since have known his love was mne
No longer need my soul repinc
FOR love is heaven and heaven is love-
This is no longer earth to me,
Forife has grown a bliss divine
Since have known his love NINE
After the October interview. when Bishop asked
agreed put her husband out of the way if Bishop
would help her" she sent this by letter from Troy
N Y, where she was visiting
CONSOLATION ABSENCE.
Our eyes still drink from the same oan OF light
We both lie veed in the same cloud OF night,
One spring to both its opening gories shows.
When morning dawns l cry, Awaken dayl
And strew thy roses wheresoeer he roam
When in the tho sun is sinking. Stay!
And cast CLEAN to light him to his home"
In visionary moonlit, silent night.
when shostly forms on distant ;1 mountains SHINE
''He livesl however distant, he is mnen
And when a star looks ont, gladdenng ray
All thoughts Of earthly distance melt away.
We meet in heaven and never more 60 part
Another gen. referring to the "reminiscences OF the
past came in another letter in these words:-
FORGET.
Will my heart do you think forget
The hours we have spent together,
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And the robin heavenward his happy way
Through the sun bright air was winging:
Can my heart, do you think, forget
How How the world grew bright with the fond regret
Your low words ever brought me-
And hearts read the story
IN a1 she sprng mss light and sxs sorys ys"'
have flied lifes happy measure.
In the pleasant hours we have courted ours
Have found lifes richest treasure;
Though the gold of Cresus fade,
And the buds of the spring time wither,
Yet my true heart forget
The hours we have spent together.
And then full of hope with a view to the ultimate
triumph OF their plans to murder, letter bore this
harmony
Sometime we say, and turn our eyes
Toward the far hills of Paradise.
Some day, sometime, sweet new rest
Shall blossom, flower like, in each breast
Sometime some day, eyes shall sec
The faces kept in memory;
Some day their hands shall clasp our hands
just in the morning lands.
Some day our ears shall hear the song
OF triumph sin and wrong;
Sometime, sometime: but ah, not yet;
st we will wait and not forget
That "sometirne' all these things shall be,
And rest be given to you and me.
So let Us wait though years move slow,
That glad sometime will come know.
After arriving home from Troy, and becoming
settled where only death could give victory,
Mrs Kate NJ Cobb handed the following to Wesley
Bishop when he came to receive orders for
groceries--
QUESTION.
DO love you. DO love your
Ask the heavens that bend above you
To find language. and you,
If they love the living sun.
Ask the burning, blended meadows
What they think about the shadows;
Ii they love the falling shadows
When the fervid day Is done
Ask the blue bells and the daisies
Lost amid the hot field mazes,
Lifting up their thirsty faces,