The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1892-03-15
NEWS FROM NEAR HOME
Charles Wilson Of Aver Denies That
He Killed His Father.
CHARGED WITH ENLIGHTENMENT.
A Boston Florist Under $4,000 Bonds
A Yovng Train wrecker Arrested mt
Lincoln, Mass.--For a Bunker Hin
Parade.

AVER. Mass, March 15.--The townspeo-
nIe OF this place were excited yesterday;
for into their midst was to come a sup
posed murderer.
Yesterday was the day fixed for the pre-
liminary hearing of Charles G. Wilson,
who is charged with having murdered
his father by giving him arsenic in lamb
broth last Wednesday.
An through the morning the towns
people were alert and about the depot
platforms stood eager people, waiting for
n GLIMPSE OF the man who has already ac-
ouired among them the title of murderer.
Until late in the forenoon their watch
was vain. The hearing was set for o
O'Clock but at that hour Wilson mad not
arrived. The crowd still fingered.
shortly after IL o'clock the patient
walters were rewarded. The prisoner had
arrived and as he left the train with his
hands shackled, regular. mob OF people
followed him.
( state Detective Whitney was in charge
OF the prisoner and he very rapidly put
him through the crowd and across the
street TO the Office of Mr.. Sanderson,
clerk of the court.
There, he was kept for nearly half an
hour and your representative had
chance to inspect him.
Wilson is by no means a prepossessing
man. He is short of stature and light
complexioned. Yesterday there was a
dcathly palior on his face and his move
ments-rapid and changing-were those
OF a man under a hard mental strain.
His head is a small one with retiring
forehead. 1t is almost perfect crimi-
nails head, as officers who have dealt in
big cases will tell. Underneath broad,
but not intellectual forehead, a pair OF
beady eyes look out in the nervousness
OF fear or terror, as you may please to call
It.
The eyes are never still. They rove
restlessly and forbiddingly about the
room There is terror in them. There is
fear and nervous dread The man, how
ever. tried hard to keep mp q cool appear
ance and, when he talked he did fairly
well.
Then he seemed to be all primed and
knew Just what to say. He declined ABB
soluteiy to talk to reporters and the only
thing he would say was that the pictures
of him as published were not his. He
never had pictures taken as he is repre-
sented, he says.
This he told to Officer Rufus Fesscnden,
the big fellow who looks after things
about the Fitchburg depot in Boston and
who made the arrest.
About noon everything was ready for
the sitting of the court. Wilson and the
officers and court officials went into the
small court room by the judges entrance.
The room was taxed to its utmost capac-
ity by a curious and deeply interested
crowd of townspeople, who filed every
seat, stood out in the aisles and even on
the window siils.
Wilson seemed to grow cooler. He
smiled and nodded to his acquaintances
and to several parties who spoke to him
he said he would be out and all right in .
couple OF weeks.
When the court was called, though, he
became more nervous and fidgety. He
had no counsel. He had arranged with
Detective Whitney that the case should
be continued and SO when he was called
to hearken TO the complaint he waived its
reading and agreed to a continuance till a
week from Saturday. He betrayed much
nervousness ut this stage and several
times interrupted Judge Levi Wallace to
say that he would have the case contin-
ned.
Finally he was asked TO plead. In ner-
vous voice he answered: "Not guilty"
and the preliminary hearing was ended.
Wilson was taken to Cambridge Jail.
There is strong feeling here over the
murder and there is general belief that
Wilson is guilty. But the case has
brought up other things, and the most
important of these is in connection. with
Deputy Sheriff Henry Sherwin.
That gentleman has deeply offended the
Irish population OF the town by the de-
scription of Wilson, which he gave the
Boston police. He described him as Irish,
sShort, sandy and thin.
The first subject is the one on which
the kick comes. Wilson is not Irish. He
is the son OF Scotch parents. Since the
sending OF this despatch Mr.. Sherwin's
path has not been a rosy one.