Evening star., 1933-11-12

cutor as providing a strong motive for
the murder of Mr. Carew by his wife.
Warren, on being called to the witness
stand, decided to give away the woman
of whom he had been the dev0ut and,
he swore solemnly, only platonic lover.
According to his story, which his letters
appeared to prove true, while apparently
devoted to her husband, Mrs. Carew
had allowed her young admirer to be-
lieve that Carew was brute, who did
not even stop at physical violence.
Aloud were read, in deathly silence,
the extraordinary letters the two had
written to one another. But in no
letter was there any mention of mar
riage, though now and again it was
plain that the young man was imploring
Mrs Carew to divorce her cruel husband.
And then came another surprise; this
was the production of Mrs. Carew's
letters to Mr.. Carew. A typical letter
ran as follows:
MY Own Darling:
Il gave Mrs your own slippers
and pair of good socks. don't want
you to get chill. I will write again
tomorrow. Goodnight, husband mine.
From your loving wife"
A handwriting expert then proved to
the satisfaction of Judge and jury that
the Annie Luke letters had been written
by the prisoner herself
The defense made the most of the
mysterious sides of the case-and, in
my judgment, they do remain mySteri-
Gus to this day. Mrs. Carew, however
much she enjoyed her Irritation with
the young bank clerk, could never have
thought of marrying him. Further, she
was not only about to buy her husband
a share in big local business, but she
was actually on the point of paying
over the purchase money for a new
house Last of all, there was not an
atom of actual proof that she had ever
administered to her husband the arsenic
she had undoubtedly procured, and no
one had ever seen her handle the
perilous stuff.
Even SO, the jury was absent only half
an hour, and its unanimous verdict was
guilty"
Though Edith Carew was solemnly
condemned to death, the sentence was
not carried out, and, as always happens
East of SueZ" when a convicted mur-
derer is white woman, it was COM
muted to penal servitude for life.
Another most unusual death mystery
IN which married woman had reason
to rue what was again solemnly declared
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other than her husband was that which
remains forever in the annals of British
trials as "the Bartlett case"
nay, he might be called the hero
of this truly extraordinary story of
human strangeneSs, for it was far more
than eccentricity-waS the prosperous
owner of a grocery business which had
branches in many of the London sub
urbs From humble and anxious begin
nings he had worked himself up into
position of pleasant prosperity and,
at the age of 30 he married child-like
half-French girl of 16 named Adelaide
la Tremouille, who was almost certainly
the nlegitimate daughter of a French
nobleman and an Enghshwoman.
MY consent to my marriage was not
asked, and only saw my husband once
before my wedding day" So the unfor-
tunate Adelaide wrote many years later.
How Edwin came across her is not clear.
In any case, he sent her to school for
two years, though they spent her holi-
days together.
When they finally settled down in a
house near London Edwin Bartlett soon
adopted, as his closest friend, refined
young Wesleyan minister named George
Dyson and after a little while he asked