Year: 1867

From the Memphis Bulletin, Julyl0


Yesterday morning dreadful murder took
place at the corner of Main and Poplar streets,
in which Charlie Wilson, the Treasurer of the
Varieties Theatre, was The victim, and Lottie
Sherwood, waitress in the same establishme
the supposed murderess. For some time past
the pair have been living together as man aud
wife. IL was known that they were not mar
ried, but they appeared to live together on
amiable terms, and were seldom given to quar-
relling. The girl, like many OF her class, was


subject 10 fits of jealousy. She came to this
city early in the year, and has been engaged at
the Varieties for several months, where she has
always conducted herself in q respectable man.
ner. She dressed well, but not gaudily; and was


careful of her earnings, and at the same time of
committing the rash act which sent her 'lover


unshriven into eternity, she had, 1t is said,


several hundreds OF dollars deposited in her own


name, while she was possessed OF some valuable
jewelry. She is native of Indiana, where it is


said her parents reside. Her victim was a native


of Schuylerville, New York, and his real name


was Lawrence A. Perritt, although he was gene


rally known as Charlie Wilson. He has sister
living at Saratoga, and it is said his widowed


mother resides in Schuylerville.


On the evening OF Monday the supposed MUIR
deress. Lottie, sent word to the proprietors of


the theatre, by Wilson, that she was unable to


attend to her duties that evening on account of


sickness. Whether this was TlLse or not to get
Wilson out OF the way while she entertained


company, is not known. Be that as it may
Wilson must have suspected something of the


kind, for he left the establishment at an early
hour In the evening. What TOOK place up to


o'clock in the morning between the pair is not
known.
About that time the report OF a pistol was


heard on Main street, near Poplar, and several
policemen ran in the direction of the place
where the shot was fired. man who proved
to be Charley Wilson was seen staggering across


Poplar street, and as he was about to fall to the


ground he was caught by officer Wilson, and in


answer to an inquiry, said 'Iottie shot me-"
and almost Immediately afterwards expired
When the shot was fred the policeman saw a


woman dressed in white running across Poplar


street at rapid rate, In the direction of the
place where Wilson and Lotiie lived. When
the alarm OF the murder was given the girl
came down to the place where her clover" lay
dead, and throwing herself down on the corpse,
sire INDUCED in paroXysm of grief and called


on "her Charley to come back to life," and cried
| and sobbed as II her heart would break.


During the entire day the unfortunate woman
| indulged in great grief aud exclaimed often
| that she wished she was dead, add asked a
| person who called to see her to pull out his
| pistol and kill her on the spot. She also said
| that if she had only pistol or knife she would
| not be long in this world after ''her Charley. -
| After such eXclamations she would indulge
| in another burst OF violent grief, eXclaim-
| ing that she wished she was dead, as she


had nothing now to live for, that her Charley
| was gone.