New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1914-06-09
Imprisoned MiSSives Sent
by BrentOn's Ex-Wife
Become Evidence.
WEEPS AS LETTERS
ARE READ IN COURT
Babe" "My Own" "You Are My
Life" Wrote Mrs. Holman, Who
Sues Former Husband.

fEy Telegraph 70 The Tribune
Hartford. June S.-Remarkahle love
letters. filed with poetic ardor and
picturesque in allcgorics, were read to
he Jury TO-DAY i'm the United States
Court. where Mrs. Elizabeth 4. &. Hol-
man is suing her divorced husband, the
Rev. Cranston Brenton. Of Workers. y
Y. and two Hartford physicians. charg-
irg conspiracy and demanding $50, 600
damage She accuses the defendants
NJ confirming her in q Vermont mad
house until she gave Brcnton n written
confession involving her present hus-
band
Professor Brcnton. who is now secrc-
tarv Of the New York state Social Ser
vice Commission Of tho Episcopal
Church. was the first witness for the
defence, and made 4 general denial Of
his former Wife's sensational testimony,
saving he believed her unbalanced be-
cause while still Mrs Brcnton she lent
81 600. and wrote love letters to her
present husband before she ever met
him
After long argument. Judge Edwin
=. Thomas admitted the Holman -Bren-
ton love letters. Mrs. Holman weeping
bitterly while they were read.
Mote Of Passion"
Mrs. Holman's mote of passion vas
headed ITO he opened and read the
night of May 10" Excerpts from it
follow:
II long so for YOU that ! am half
afraid 10 soc Won. The home ties be
hind you-the open road ahead Of YOU
and time enough and the whirls Of
fresh air TO ease the beating head and
heart. 20 listen At last 10 the want,
the poor want OF the boy that comes
with tho spring. and the earth is aWak-
ching without fear of the telltale color
Of the checks. causing comment and
criticism.
once upon time Eros gave a
masked ball and invited the Emotions.
They came i'm cOstume-Costume in
tended TO conceal the identity Of each.
To harp and flute they danced They
auaffed the wine OF life and their
merry feet chased the flying hours.
Eros watched and smiled
He knew.
Deeper they drank Wilder grew
the dance. Tongues too reserved were
loosened Maidons domurc grew bold.
Sombre men grew gay. Brave men
grew Drawer. Talent grew TO genius,
genius grew 10 inspiration. Tho time
for unmasking came and all the guests
had taken off their masks, save three.
"Angr tore the mask from Passion
and. 10, there stood Purity. Turning
in his wrath Anger stripped the mask
from the other unmaskcd guest. who
had come at Innocence. and there stood
Ignorance. \ dozen hands reached out
and tore the mask from Anger. and
there stood Jealousy.
Eros watched and smiled.
He knew
And so to-night-the World shut
out drink the soul Of thee. Ny
truant hands caress thee"
"You Are My Hearts Blood
Under date Of May II. the next day,
the then Mrs. Brenton wrote her pres
ent husband from the Wavsde Inn,
Sudbury. Mass:
"Oh. Babe, Babe. and earnest lover
tenderest mate-passionate pure soul
that | love. ! have Just read the first
of thy love notes. | have only this
moment 10 write 10 thee.
Not until tomorrow night shall
be alone with thee. Dear God! Dear
God, in Heaven, 70 come in out of a
long day in the sun and air-the
awakening earth a green picture in my
eves-and to find you waiting for me-
O. Ernest, my man | have sensed
this mood in us both all the spring
time. Now we keep together emotion
ally every step Of the way. Q My Be-
loved. YOU know that YOU are my life
and nv hearts blood You know that
I am Nphi'-
Alas my soul. that We must deny
our little dark haired boy little longer
| could only compass that by returning
10 A man I have finally freed myself
frorn-neither thou nor | could live IN
that deceit. For the rest, I am thine
when thou wilt. II is my pride and my
crown that YOU desire me beyond he
power TO keep silence.
"Apother tiny love note will go to thee
tomorrow night love YOU more than
all. More than ! know. And | am
eternally thy wife, Beth"
One OF Holman's replies began thus:
Blessed Little Sine Qua Non: Ny
own dear little honey girl-my pure
one-my sweet chld-my modern Ma
donna-my beloved pearl OF purity
nv passionate Pandora-my worship
FIJI wonder-my heroic Helen-my own
Lrave Bess. the complete fulfilment OF
all my hopes. joys. fears, desires. aims
and ends-embracihg as YOU do. all
fearful tenderness all frolicsome fun,
H.