New-York tribune., 1908-02-27
LEOPOLD G0ULD
UN O CO l.
HOW ROY SHOT CARKINS
GLACI4 C4LL4'S VERSION.
Her Husband, an Paris, Tells HIS
StOry of Killing Her Brother.

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Mrs. Paul H. Roy known also as Glacia Gala.
Tho studied singing in Paris under famous mas
ters and sung later in concert. and now accuses
her husband of shooting her brother George A
Carkins at their home in Newington, n. H., on
January p although the coroner of Portsmouth,
n. H, declared the case of suicide, was seen
at the home of her cousin, George E. Hodgdon,
No ; West 13lst street, last night.
Mrs. Roy is the divorced wife of William a.
Murray. whom she married when she girl
Murray was also known William Claiming
Southern.
IN tell you the whole story" said Mrs. Roy.
Il met my husband years ago in Paris,
where his father is a large dealer in horses We
married in the City Hall in Boston last
October. We went TO NeWngtOn, n H.. where
my mother has house quarter of a mile from
"On the night of January my brother Mr.
Roy and myself intended TO go TO concert.
Ny husband wanted me to wear an automobile
veil as we were going to the concert in our
automobile. l said I'd wear hat.
HAT CAUSE OF SHOOTING.
What. a large picture hat, so that you'll
make a conquest said Mr. Roy.
We then had some words L glanced at my
brother and he glanced back at He slightly
nodded his head. l knew he wanted me to leave
the ROOM and so 1 stepped into the buffers
pantry.
Immediately 1 heard several shots. How
many | do not know l cried to the two men.
There was no answer. l opened the door of the
kitchen where they had been My brother stag
eered toward me with the blood streaming from
between his eyes. with his right hand extended.
and said:
"'Peachy, I'm shot
-joI Fn~ hnIr1 T
cried for Paul; but he did not answer. cried
again for Paul.
Paul I said, Paul. Paul, You've killed
Sonny"
II received answer and ran from the home
to my mothers house. I saw light in her
window Just as I was about to climb the
porch steps I was seized from behind Turning
saw it was my husband. 1 was breathless
after long over shrubs and across
bridge and up the steep hill which my
mothers house is situated and could not tell
him to leave me. s I wished. He said
Don't say anything. 1 did it in self-de
fence For Gods sake don't say anything"
CALLED HUSBAND A COWARD.
Il called him a coward and said he
dered Sonny.
I then upstairs to my mothers room 1
cried:
'' My God, rSpther, sonny Is Snot!
My mother rushed down to her husbands
room and awakened him. John Kelly-hes my
stepfather-was awakened and he ran to a neigh
boris house and called Dr.. W. A. Junkins.
MY mother took a lantern and both of ran
back to the house Behind Paul. He
several times ran up to and told not to
say anything He kept on repeating:
~ did it in self defence,
when we reached the house Sonny was lying
in the pantry where he had fallen, face down
ward Ny mother tried to turn the body over,
CRYING and asking Sonny to talk to her.
She wanted turn the body to kiss
Sonny's face. and l searched for my husband
until l found him in upstairs. l said.
Paul you must come down and turn Sonny over.
Mother wants to kiss him., and he came down
and turned the body over Ny mother fell sob
hing on Sonny's breast.
There was bullet hole just over the bridge
of his nose and another higher up in the fore
head DIR. Junlins then arrived and pronounced
my brother dead.
CALL FOR CORONER DELAYED.
For ten hours we were with the dead body
of my only brother before the coroner arrived
My husbands very presence gave me the horrors
When the coroner said it suicide l made
no objection.
when Mr. Kelly taking the clothes OF
my dead brother 10 the barn Paul said TO MN:
Jack lee careful. Don't let any one see
those
THAT was because there was bullet hole in
the back.
when he would come near me would cry:
Get away from me, you coward! You shot
him in the back"
Mrs Roy ended her story by exclaiming dra-
I will never let up until I drive him TO the
electric chair
What was your reason for keeping quiet
since January 2?' was asked.
Mother and / were frightened out of our
lives Why, when We're on our way back to
the house, mother and !. after my brother was
shot my husband said to me:
I ought to have shot you and then myself
oh when you love a so. it takes a long
lime 10 realize the horror Of it all
When she was asked II her brother had u re-
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