Perth Amboy evening news., 1910-08-06
SECRET
REASON WHY
He SHOT MAN

Kingston, N. T., Aug. 6.-Refusing to
make any comment upon his wife's
statement at the Ciemente Demaron
inquest, Louis Victor Seydell, the New
York broker, expresses a determination
to keep his lips sealed, unless he is in.
dicted for murder and forced to speak.
His wife's story of the killing raised
the question as to which of three in
fuences caused Seydell to pull the
trigger of the revolver with which he
killed Demaron on July pa tele,
pathic urging to shoot, an order audi
bly, uttered to shoot or a desire on his
part to shoot uninf1uenced by any other
person.
Believers in telepathy are today
deeply interested III the case and are
disappointed because Seydell has de
termined to remain silent for the pres
ent.
Mrs. Seydell told her story to Coro-
ner H~asbrouck, who conducted an In
quest into the death of the hotelkeeper,
which has created such a sensation In
the fashionable bungalow district
where the Seydells live. g.
Il was about to leave the house for a
drive to church." said Mrs. Seydell,
when l heard ar angry voice from
the road and through the window l
saw my husband advancing to the
house, followed by Demaron. My hus-
band seemed to be trying to explain
something, but the Italians voice grew
more and more angry, and from the
torrent of words l understood only the
final Damn YOU rrs
81 rushed downstairs and picked up
the only weapon in sight-a carving
knife. I felt hat my husband was In
great danger. At the foot of the stairs
l met him.
"'Demaron is after me- he said, and
/ remembered the quarrel of the pre-
vious day, when one of Demaron's
drivers wanted to unload a lot of
building material on the road near our
grounds. .
do something, quick,.' l cried as
my husband slammed the door. He
hurried upstairs and l followed. He
entered Il bedroom and from a suit
case drew the revolver he had carried
as a cavalryman in an Indiana regi-
ment during the Spanish-American
war. l knelt beside him while he
stuffed cartridges into his pocket. Then
he went downstairs and | followed.
He went through the side door and
through the front one. AS | reached
the end Of the piazza l saw Demaron
twelve feet away.
81 ask you to leave my yard said
my husband. Demaron answered with
a curse.
my husband stopped short and
loaded his revolver. l do not know
whether or not l uttered a single word,
but through my brain ran one 7domi
nant thought, shoot, shoot!' The
words seemed to burn into my brain.
but | do not know that my mouth
opened or my lips formed a single syl
liable, but straightway my husband
raised his revolver and fred. Demaron
reeled and fell. [ rushed into the
house, where 1 was quickly Joined by
my husband. Demaron had been shot
dead. but my husband did not know
then that he had killed the man"
In strange contradiction to Mrs. Sey-
dell's testimony four men who were
with Demaron at the time of the
shooting said the wife had begged her
husband not to shoot. Mrs. Seydell de.
MED this at the inquest.
Ibid you say anything audiblyY
asked the coroner
81 do not know" declared Mrs. Sey-
dell. eff | said anything it must have
been the words that were burning In
brain, Shoot, Victor, shoot!"