The Republican journal., 1922-10-19
His nRY'S.
MYSTERIES.
NUMBER So"
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II the Potters field Just outside
the gloomy walls of the Asylum for
the Criminally Insane at Mattewan,
n. Y, there is a headpiece which
bears the number "SS"-and, back of
this simple Inscription, is story Of
Identity concealed even in the face Of
the laws most determined efforts
which makes fiction appear pale and
commonplace by comparison.
All that Is known of the early HIS
tory of Mrs. Henrietta Robinson" the
palpably assumed name of the woman
whose body rests beneath the num-
bered headstone at Mattewan, is that
she was of either English or Canadian
origin and that she came to Troy, ~
Y, in 1851, being always well sup
piled with funds from a source which
remained concealed even during the
rigid investigation which followed her
arrest on the charge or murder.
Some months after Mrs. Robinson"
settled In Troy strange and appar.
emily inexplicable tragedy occurred.
A merchant and young woman who
was living with his family dropped
dead at the table. post-mortem ex-
animation showed that they had been
poisoned and, despite the absence of
motive, Mrs Robinson" who had
been present was arrested but re-
fused TO say word even to her law
yer
To add to the air OF mystery which
surrounded the entire case the de-
fendant insisted upon appearing in
court shrouded in a heavy black veil
which effectually concealed her fea-
lures All during the trial she sat,
impasslve and unmoved, apparently
taking not the slightest interest in the
conduct of the proceedings. When the
state had concluded its case, CON-
paratively flimsy structure of circum-
stantial evidence, the counsel for the
defense arose and, admitting that he
had not a shred of direct evidence to
offer, introduced the plea of insanity.
At the conclusion Of the trial and
before delivering his charge to the
jury, the presiding Judge called atten-
tion to the fact that no one in the
court had seen the defendants face
and requested Mrs. Robinson" to lift
her veil.
Slowly and with great dignity she
arose, but made no effort to comply
with the courts request.
II am here" she stated, In a voice
which penetrated to every corner of
Al.
a most painful ordeal, not to be
gazed at"
The request was not repeated and,
after deliberatiOn of several hours,
the Jury returned verdict of
Guilty" and the prisoner was SEN
fenced to death-a decree which was
later commuted to life Imprisonment
by order of the governor, though not
before Mrs. Robinson had made her
one formal statement in the shadow
of the gallows
When l am dead" she declared,
"all will die with me. l have prom
ised to be silent, to die without be-
traying anything
The first IS years of her life SEN
tence We're passed in Sing Sing peni-
tentiary. She was then moved TO the
Auburn State Prison for the Insane,
where she remained for II years, and
finally to the Asylum OF the Crminally
Insane at Mattewan, where the woman
of mystery finally died on May t, 1903,
after 81 years in prison. During all
this time, however, she never wrote
letter nor spoke a word, save TO her
lawyer who visited her at regular in
tervals and who admitted that his
services had been paid for by certain
influential personageS' whom he was
not at liberty to Eame.
All that was known of Henrietta
Robinson" was that she played the
organ at Sing Sing with the touch of
master musician and that she died
as she had lived-in silence, utter and
absolute, leaving as a heritage some
of the most puzzling questions in the
history of criminal proceedings:
What was the woman's real name
and where had she come fromf
Had she poisoned the merchant and
MS young guest uil'l' IL So "AeA 'A~'
motive?
WHY had she insisted upon conceal
ing her face during the trial?
If she were innocent, why did she
refuse for more than half century
TO make any plea for leniency?
What did she mean by her state
ment that she had promised to be
silent to die without betraying any,
thing?"
Who supplied the funds with which
the lawyer was paidf
The answers to these and as many
more unsolved riddles connected WIN
this woman of mystery lie concealed
beneath that simple headpiece In the
Potter's field at MatteWan, ned
stone bearing only the number "oS.