The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-10-24
BY JERRY MCLEAN (NEA Service COrrespondenf

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 BY JERRY MCLEAN
 (NEA Service Correspondent Copyright 1881 NEA Service Incl
 Phoenix, Ariz, Oct 24.-Weird murder mystery stories. the plots of their own gruesome deaths. satisfied some strange twists in the minds of Mrs Agnes Ann Leroi and Miss Hedvig Samuelson, vic- tims in the trunk murder mys- tery" here, 8 trip through their home shows.
 Number Seven," book with a skull adorning it's red and black cover, is the first volume to strike the eye. Other volumes of simi- lar content are alongside 1t on the mantel of the fireplace in their well-furnished living room.
 These included "The Kings Minion," Chances" "Beau Sa- breur," "Grand Hotel" Shepherds in Sackcloth," "They Also Serve" and others of similar nature.
 The rooms in which the two wo- men met death which might have thrilled and intrigued them had they not been the victims were left in almost perfect order, with their personal belongings scat tered about in neat carelessness. In one corner stands a small table, on which frotesque French doll sits, it's long black legs dangling from its brilliant pink dress. Tn Mrs Leroi's bed. another French doll reposed.
 Two framed mottos hang on the wall of their bedroom. One. at the head of Miss Samuelson's bed, is titled, Say Damn!" It goes like this:
 "It does you no good to grow bit- - ter,
 When luck up and hands you a
 slam,
 Lie down and you lose as quitter.
 So just grit your teeth and say
 damn."
 On the opposite wall is a framed copy of "The House by the Side of the Road" by Sam Wal ter Foss. Here it is:
 There are hermit souls that live
 withdrawn,
 In the peace of the self-content;
 
 dwell apart, -, e
 In g. fellowiess Armament. There are pioneer souls that blaze
 their paths,
 Where highways never ran; But let me live by the side of the
 road,
 And be a friend to man."
 A partially completed letter was found under Miss Samuelson's blue portable typewriter. It was evil dently written by Mrs Leroi.
 Dear Amy" it begins. "I have just IS minutes of leisure before the Sherlock Holmes radio play. We have all the doors locked and windows barred in anticipation of an exciting time. Then we shall douse all the lights and get deli ciously frightened.
 Isn't it silly? Two grown wo- men with the mentality of chill dren. When 1t is all over we are both too frightened to even go to bed, usually"
 There it ends. It will never be finished.
 Did they hear their mystery thriller, or did they play two of the principal parts in another mystery thriller which put to shame the brain-children of fiction writers?
 The kitchen is immaculate. The cupboards are we'll stocked with food and the ice box was also well filled. In the oven of the gas stove were found several dishes which apparently were prepared not more than a few minutes before the two women met their deaths.
 Mrs Leroi and Miss Samuelson were not very intimate with their neighbors and persons living near by were able to supply authorities with little information.
 They lived in one side of du- unoccupied.
 One of the neighbors said she heard three shots the night of Oc- tober 16, but paid little attention to them.
 Marks on the floor of the living room show that a heavy trunk had been dragged across it.
 Another finished letter, written by Miss Samuelson, also failed to throw any light on the staying. It1 was duurcSSeu tO hcr SiSlcT.
 Yesterday we received the love- Hest surprise" it read. You know we had to give up our radio when we both became i'll last spring. We'll, a man that we had only met the day before had a lovely radio that they had been using for demonstrations came over and pre- scented it to us (He) is from Fl Paso, Texas, and we very like ly won't see him again, so there's no strings attached ..
 Ann had a small dinner party last night. A new Dr at the clinic was her guest. He's a tall. homely chap, but an interesting talker and unmarried, which is unusual. AL most all the men we've met are married ."
 This letter was dated October 16. the Friday on which the neigh bor heard three shots. It will never be mailed.
 But if it could talk, it could tell a strange story of violence and sudden death of criminal cunning. and of two trunks containing two bodies. and of the person who put them there.