Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1896-01-23
THE AIR FULL OF LIES.
MARY ENRIGHT TALKS ON SERIOUS
RUMoRS.


Husbands Death--Had No Use for Liquor
Had Plenty of Chickens of Her own
Since the incarceration of Mrs. Mary
Enrisht at the county Jail in Lancas-
ter, winds of rumor blowing from the
north have been heavily laden with
stories of her misdoings and dire
threats of what is to be further done
with her in the name of Justice when
she shall have completed her go days
sentence and returned TO Boscobel.
Sitting in an iron cell day after day
and week after week, silence all around
and great clamor of stunning
thoughts within ones self. naturally
leads to the confirmation of a prison
er's suspicious that the whole world
has it in for him; so no matter how
ever guilty the person may be of the
crime charged in the information for
which he is imprisoned. in time he or
she comes to firm belief that he is
being punished most unjustly. With
a know edge OF this fact within him.
the HERALD reporter was not surprised
this morning on calling upon Mrs.
Enright at the Jail to be told by that
lady that she had nothing to tell him
as her son John had been up to see her
and had intimated that the HERALD
reporter was as bad as any of them
and had probably as great desire to
cut her throat while pretending friend
ship. A woman's love of conversation,
at all times, is proyerbial; then what
must be her desire to talk when she
has been denied that privilege for some
weeks!
People from Boscobel are telling
terrible things of you,'' the reporter
remarked as he made himself COM
Portable in an armed chair and pro-
duced note book and pencil.
Il don't care what they say about
me. | have done nothing for which
dread their displeasure What do
they say about me, anyhow9"
"0-everything. They say YOU
had keys to the back doors of some of
the business houses. That YOU went
into them nights and stole things:
from Guernsey's market. meat from
Heller's saloon, whiskey; at other
places. groceries; in fact, YOU stole
yourself into your present position of
a comparatively rich woman. How
is itp''
well, they lie. What would / do
with whiskey, pray tellan
The reporter was forced to admit
that the whiskey fumes odored of fish,
And ! would not steal chickens
when ! have plenty of my own, she
said, and really it did not seem rea-
sonable to suppose that she would.
They talk of sending you to states
prison for life as soon as you get home
to Boscobel''
With clear, steady eye she looked
into the reporters face for a few mo-
ments and then asked slowly:
What for?''
They intimate that you M that
is, they say they believe you had
hand in your husband S death-assist-
ed preparations for his last journey
into the dark Beyond. you know"
The color fled from her face entirely
leaving it ashen white. Slowly she
settled back into her chair, smoothed
down her apron-front deliberately,
and with perfect composdre and some
sadness in her eyes looked intently
for some moments into the question
er's face; then faint smile PLAYED
about her mouth that the reporter
could not divine the meaning of-not
a contemptuous smile, not smile of
surprised incredulity as Of one who
hears a terribly preposterous thing
for the first time, and apparently not
a smile to hide deeper emotions-inst
a faint smile that played about her
tightly compressed and blanched lips
for a moment, went and came again.
but never extended upward into her
grave features nor frightened the
shadows that had gathered deep in
her watchful blue eyes.
who told you that?'' she asked,
finally breaking the silence that was
growing painful
Cant tell you who. 1t is in the
mouth OF almost everybody who comes
from Boscobel. They say it is the
general talk Of the whole city at your
home; that it is suspicion which was
born at the time of Pat S death which
has been growing stronger and be-
coming more deeply seated in the pub
lie mind as years pass away. Some
body says that somebody else said
that he could bring somebody who
can furnish proof OF your guilt when
the right time comes"
Il don't care anything about such
talk as that. she answered 1T does
not affect me in the least There were
people there when Mr. Enright died .
"Who was there2" asked the re-
porter.
Among others. Edward Campbell.
from off Green river. now a resident
Of Moody county, $. Dakota. ! think =
tIell me the circumstances con