The Herald of Wales. — 1887-12-24 (Swansea, West Glamorgan, Wales)

TRAGEDY.  LETTERS FROM THE PRISONER. During the past wkek, Henry Jones, who is now confined in Carmarthen, Gaol awaiting trial on the charge of having murdered his daughter, has writt3n several letters to his wife in which he alludes to the tragedy. In a letter dated December 14thrhe says: "Hoping you don't vex much about me, as i am very happy so f kr, thank God for it. So you must try and be the same: i should like to know how you and dear little Frances Mary is, hoping i shall see you before long. And also when was little Annie Jane (this is the victim of Jones's crime) Berried, and what sort of a funeral had she? i did not know what in the world came over me that i done such a thing with mv dear child. ' Also i should like t 3 know if any of your relations bean down to ace you, and also is mother back and fore there, and who is the woman that brings my food here. So i have no more to tell you now at present. So please drop me a line how you and Frances Mary is. Hoping the ERNE is in; i think it is very sold out now, and I also is the black cow calved? So no more—From ' your loving I lIBINUId, HENRY Joins. On the 17th he writes telling his ' wife not to spend any money in his , defence as he "would he nothing the better of having anyone." On the 19th Jones wrote referring to his child Francis Mary being taken from the mother, and says: tend down for the child at once. Sent down for her first thing in the morning, and bring all what is belonging to her; every thread that she got there. i wish you to take charge of my children, not for them to be wandering about the country. i feel greatly annoied that the child was taken from you at all, dear wife; also i should like for you to come up here on Wednesday without fail as i want to pee you parti..utur "  On Monday night, a young captain, named David Forrest, aged 29, of the ateamehip, Ullawater, lying iu the Alexandra dock at Newport, went into the shop of Messrs. J at Newport, to buy some cartridges. Whilst talking, he took out of one of his pockets a small revolver, but in handling it aocidentally went al, the bullet lodging in the captain's breast. Forrest was immediately conveyed to the infirmary. Ihe vicar of St. John's,:Kilburn, writes to the Standard protesting against the Christmas custom of keeping live animals in butchers' shops decorated with prize rosettes, and gazing in sad bewilderment at the little crowd of street boys for whose benefit the spectacle seems to be primarily arranged. The practice is both cruel and uncleanly, "brutal and brutalizing." There is surely no reason why we; should flaunt our carnivorousneas more than necessary, and the idea of "marking down" onr Christmas joint on the live animal has something peculiarly savage about it, reminding one of certain travellers' tales as to the habits of the Abyssinians. Jos Sedley'a valet, in "Vanity Fair," mentally disposing of his master's property, which he expected to lapse to him after the annihilation of the English a tWaterloo, reminded Thackeray of the practice in City restaurants of placing a live turtle in the window, prominently labelled, "soup to•morrow." The :exhibition of a real turtle may conceivably allay the suspicions of consumers with referenee to "mock turtle; " but the most credulous beef eater will scarcely maintain that tie, exhibition of a fat ox at his butcher's ensures him against eating American bed at hie Christmas dinner.  re /4. Je IC R.  -I