The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1910-03-18
TRIAL REVEALS
TRAGEDY or HOME
Bitter Lesson for Men and Women
Is Drawn in Case of Mrs. Sayler and
DR.. Miller, Accused of Murder.
BY THos. r. kisAR.


was only platonic affection between
DR.. Miller and myself. II Is a wicked
lie to say that such a friendship be-
tween man and woman is impossible.
DIR. Miller. as the friend OF my hus-
band. took me out riding, hunting and
fishing. My husband often urged Mo
10 go and frequently went with us, as
did DR.. Miller's wife. sometimes" sobs
Barker Sayler's widow. in her dismal
cell in the Watsoka Jail
My friendship for Peter Weast, Of
Peoria was the same as that for Dr.
Miller. He took me to Europe and We
stayed there several months. Part oil
the time was spent at the Paris expo
s,Iion. My husband did not object
Platonic friendship! Lax domestic
relations. A husband in the back.
giound! Innocen, or not, II all reads
into the 1rst chapter of a shudderng
home tragedy-a tragedy that is also a
lesson TO men ana women everywhere.
In Crescent CITY. this county, are
two homes. broken forever. A hns-
band done TO death. A wife and hus-
band on trial for their lives. An In
nocent girl who must listen To the de-
:ais regarding her mother which d
eruelling prosecution for murder VIII
bring forth.
Crescent City Is not a large place. |
but il had its best society" In II i
moved the banker o. the town. Byron
/. Sayler. and his wife. DR.. VIM. X.
Miller was the most prominent phy'
sician OF Crescent City. tall and hand |
some and-married He was a social
lion.
On starry night last July there was
q terrible commotion at the bankers
beautiful home. There were LOUD
voices. curses, shots, and when morn
ing came DR.. Miller was In the city
jaii charged with the murder of Byron
Say1er. while Mrs Sayler occupied an
other cell, accused OF heing his &C
comIlice.
Now they are both on trial for first
degree murder. There was a nara
fight for "A jury, because If the verdict
al guilty as charged" is returned. Or.
Miller and Mrs. Sayler will be hanged.
Here is what the prosecuting attorney
is trying TO prove:
That Mrs. Say!er had ceased to love
her husband; that the affection sue
once had for him had been transferred
TO Or. Miller, the man whom the nus
band had often entertained as guest
and had treated as a friend Neigh
bors began talking about the intimacy
between the bankers beautiful wire
anu the popular doctor. and the nus
band grew morosc and jealous.
Having forbidden DR.. Miller's conf
ing to his home, by" Sayler. as he
was popularity called, was surprised
to find him there when he unexpected
" crossed his own threshold that July
night. He became livid with anger
and crazed tor revenge. There were
loud arguments, and harsh words; the
banker threatened the man whom ne
claimed had ruined his homeland ne
was shot. shot four times by Or.
Miller" says the states attorney.
Miller claims self-defense-that Say
Ter was rushing at him with hatchel
Mrs. Sayler and her 74-year-olc
father are charged with having aided
aud abetted the murder. The state
will prove that while her husband lay
dead for hours upon the floor, MS
widow was busy caring for the trihing
wound inflicted upon his slayer, ana
FOR him she prepared cup OF coffee,
uninindful OF the fact that the father
of her young daughter lay murdered In
the next room
She admits it, but adds: By was
dead could noI help him"
year ago Lucy Sayler was a beau
tiful. care-frec. pleasure-seeking young
matron. Today she appears jail
worn, wrinkled and broken woman.
Then a petted social leader, Queen of
Bohemia" in the exclusive circles OF
Peoria and Watseka. where she fire.
quently visited; now Inundated, heart
broken, Kissed by her former friends
as she enters the courtroom.
Il can't believe they think of hang
ing me-" says Mrs. Sayler in her cell
II am not guilty. But those Kisses
Why, those people, man Of whom
have helped when they were in dis
tress and want: acquaintances who
have dined at my table; friends whom
have always welcomed at my home
with open arms. and now-oh they
turn and snarl a. lie as would cow
ardly pack of starving wolves"
EVERY LARGE MAN
should have his clothes fit properly.