Bridgeton pioneer. (Bridgeton, N.J.) 1884-1919, 1893-06-29
ANNIE BOWERS DEAD.
The Poor Woman Who Murdered
her Husband. George Bowers,
at Rest. A Review of the sad
Tragedy.

her Husband, George Bowers,
at Rest. A Review Of the sad
Tragedy.
Mrs. Annie Bowers, the poor, no
fortunate woman who, while insane,
murdered her husband George Bowers,
while on visit In Greenwich last fall,
died June 21st at the Insane Asylum
at Trenton. She was buried last
Saturday from the residence of her
uncle, John Hoelzell, In this city.
The unfortunate women had not i'm
proved mentally. She appeared
rational only at intervals, aud those
were OF very short duration.
Last Monday her uncle, Mr.. Hoelzel,
went up to the Asylum to visit her.
She recognized him, called him ''Cncle
john and asked after her aunt, Mrs
Hoelzel.
She has never inquired after her
children, but Mr.. Hoelzel mentioned
one Of them to her, and she asked
Where is she!' ''She is with qs' re-
piled Mr.. HoeIzel..." .."Will you keep herr
asked Mrs. Bowers, and 1t seemed to
please her when Mr.. Hoelzel replied
that he would do so.
Mr.. Hoe,zsl could only be with her
ten minutes and when he bade her
goodbye she said goodbye, forever,
uncle john"
1t will be remembered that the
morning after the close of the cunning
season last December, this city was
startled with the terrible news that
George Bowers, fireman on the Cen
trail road, had been murdered by his
wife that morning.
Mr.. and Mrs. Bowers resided in their
cczy home on Cohansey street, nearly
opposite Mr.. Bowers fathers resi-
dence. Mrs. Bowers had not recov-
cred her health since the birth of her
last babe, then nearly three months
old. For change of scene which it
was thought would benefit her, her
husband, who had weeks vacation,
went with her to the home of mar
ried sister in Greenwich township for
a short visit. On the last day of the
cunning season, the brother-in-law
buCchered his hogs, being farmer,
and of course, ,pthe father-in-law, Thos
Bowers and his wife were there assist
ing, and all having good time. Just
at the close of the afternoon George
and others took their guns and went
out into the bushes to take last
whack at the rabbits.
Returning, the guns, still loaded,
were stood In down stairs room.
The family, in due time, all retired
for the night; George and his wife
we're overheard in conversation some
time after retiring, but at last all was
still.
Suddenly the household were awak-
ened by the terrific report of a shot
gun. Thomas Bowers sprang out of
bed and. thinking one of the guns had
fallen over and exploded, rushed
down stairs; cropping around in the
dark he was suddenly seized by the
arm by his daughter-in.law, Annie.
Feeling that something awful had
happened he seized, her demanding to
know what she had been doing.
By this time his wife had entered
Georges room with light and dis
covered the horrible truth, that her
son, George, had been killed. She
screamed to her husband that Annie
had shot George.
The narrowing scenes that followed
can be better imagined than described.
All the details of the coroner's in.
quest, the commitment and finally the
Indictment for murder of the unfort-
unate woman, and her subsequent
confinement in the Insane Asylum at
Trenton are all too fresh to need
repetition, and the last scene upon the
sad tragedy will be closed with the
interment of the body of the poor
creature next Saturday.