The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1909-07-01
LUREO TO DEATH
BY MAGIC EYE
Zeal Story Of Mrs. woodills Shame
8ul Death-Eastman's Hypnotic
Influence the Only Mystery.
BY w. G. SHEPHERD.

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band. the murderer OF fascinating
Mrs. Edith Woodhill
She was a bit OF Broadway in
strange contrast with the quietness
OF the quaint little village. just as her
husband had been strange bit OF
Wall-st. In the same quiet surround
ings.
Her big. black eyes were strained
Apathetically.
|. Only a few moments before the lit
tie funeral cortege had trailed out the
dusty road from the village 10 bury
the body OF her husband close TO his
bungalow, marking the finish OF Ca
nous Lame Bob" OF Wall-st---
Il don't see how he could have
murdered this woman. He was SO
kind and gentle. He used TO say to
me, I don't see how person can pun
ish little child"
HE was an elderly man when his
sister, Julia Eastman. introduced me
TO him. When he didn't want me TO
tell about her marriage | agreed with
him.
"A woman couldn't help doing what
he wanted her to-"
|. What Eastman did TO lure Mrs
woodil TO his cottage proves the
statement of his wife that a woman
couldn't help doing what he wanted
her to-
Was as Clay in His Hands.
Edith May Thompson Woodill. pro
tege OF Lyman Gage, favorite of Pros
ident VIM. Mckinley. recipient OF gifts
from a governor OF Maryland. musi-
clan. fascinating. sought by men IN
yielding. was as clay in the hands or
Robt. Standardization, lame, de-
crepit. fugitive from justice. the
greatest failure that Wallst. ever
saw"
Mrs. Woodill had come TO the home
OF her foster father. Col. Thompson,
for her summer vacation on Satur-
day June II, Mrs Woodill left the
Thompson place. saying she was going
| TO Easton. 10 miles away, TO a dent
lists. At Easton, after visiting the
dentist, she went TO the Hotel Nor
ris and wrote letter TO the Thomp-
sons. saying that she was in Baltimore
and would be absent for several days
Then she took the train for Royal
Oak, small station on the short
.rickety railroad. Here she alighted
and went TO the small dock and ask
ed whether a man IN a launch had
called for her. This was about 8
O'Clock in the evening. She was much
provoked when the boatman gave her
negative answer. He directed her TO
q nearby house where she could get
something to eat.
1 Eastman, In the meantime, mad
been circling past ST. Michaels in his
launch. heading for Royal Oak. His
engine failed him. He returned TO St.
Michaels, but missed the train TO Roy
al Oak. He hired a livery rig. with
one John Butler as driver, TO rush 10
Royal Oak. four miles from ST. Mich
aels. The boatman showed him where
Mrs. Woodill was eating her supper.
Exerts Strange Power.
/. do you suppose I'm going with you
in that rig?" she asked. testify. when
she saw that Eastman had not come
in his boat.
I They entered into a long argument.
At last, after about 10 minutes, East
mar said:
"You come with me-" He grabbed
her wrist and looked her in the eye,
"All right" said the woman who had
said mo- to millionaires.
II saw her smile when she said 1t"
says Butler.
They drove to st. Michaels. she
wearing a heavy veil. Here Eastman
gave up the rig and took Mrs. Woodtn
down to his boat, which he managed
to put into shape.
4 AS they put out from st. Michaels
they were heading both for the Thomp-
sons place and for the Eastman bum
galow. three miles beyond IT, There
was therefore no scandal apparent IA
their being together.
Eastman put far out from shore. IL
was about IL o'clock that night when
the launch was stranded a short dis
lance from shore and not more than
two blocks from Col Thompson's
home. But Mrs. Woodill didn't go
there. The strange power which this
cripple Eastman exerted over the beau
tiful woman was too great. There In
thed arkness. after Eastman had got
her to shore in a borrowed skin, she
walked on past her home into the
woods.
Eastman went TO the barn Of Chas.
Taylor, with whom he had been board
ing, and tried to hitch up horse The
Taylors were asleep.
They drove three miles 10 the bun
galow. arriving there about O'Clock
in the morning.
Eastman must have hurried back
directly TO the Taylor house. for at
8 o'clock in tho morning Taylor saw
him driving into his yar1
''Hal hal laughed Eastman.
Thought I'd fool you. took wo-
man to my bungalow I'm the rig and
wanted to get It back before you go.
mp"
The Lonesome Vigil.
He went in with Taylor 10 breakfast
Then Eastman went into "A bedroom
and slept until in the afternoon.
All this time Mrs. Woodill was In
the bungalow alone In the little
shack, in the heart OF the Maryland
woods, she passed the night. All
Sunday she stayed in there, alone
waiting for Eastman 20 return There
were three neighboring residences
She could not go out for fear OF detec-
ton.
Here was indeed case of beauty
IN distress.
The cripple Eastman knew that he
(, had his victim trapped.
But, as evening came on there wero
chances that she could get away
SO he hired a rig and drove TO the
bungalow.
[, John Sutton. neighbor. saw him
\ coming across the clearing. He ran
sbehind him almost up 10 the bungalow
door. He saw him open g. Then he
heard a woman's voice:
'sHow dare you trap me here like