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WILL IT COME OFF.

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WIFE BUTCHERED.

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WIFE BUTCHERED. Carnarvon Shocked by a Domestic Tragedy. A TERRIBLE NIGHT'S WORK. [BY OUR SPECIAL CORRESPONDENT.] On Saturday evening Carnarvon was stirred from centre to circumference by the rumour that a terrible domestic tragedy had just been consummated within its borders. The scene of the sad affair was a squalid court off Mountain- square, Tuthill, a place so obscure that it has no name in the local postal directory, and holds the same social position as "Tiger Bay," Car- diff. Of the half-dozen tenements of mean ex teriors, and still meaner interiors, which the court contains, one (No. 3) is occupied by John Cromwell, who recently added to the precarious calling of a hawker that of public window clean- ing, succeeding therein to the practice formerly held by an eccentric character named Zaccheus Williams. Cromwell, who is about 50 years old, lived with his wife, aged 35, and three children, all girls-the eldest, a cripple, being ten years old. Cromwell and the woman cohabited for some years, but being some time ago brought under the influence of the Salva- tion Army they were legally married. It is stated that both Cromwell and his wife were of intemperate habits, and frequently quarrelled and fought, the woman having the reputation of being the best fighter when sober When the woman was in drink, however, Crom well had the advantage, and then the woman sought refuge in a cellar, which is approached by a flight of steps from outside and by the ordinary stairs within the house. The police maintain an unusual, and, apparently, unneces- sary reticence respecting the details of the tragedy, but our reporter on Sunday secured an interview with one of the principal witnesses to the affair and ascertained the following facts About seven o'clock on Friday evening Mrs. Cromwell went to the house of a neighbour named Jones, and asked her to fetch three pints of beer. Mrs. Jones refused, and Mrs. Cromwell sent one of her own girls for it. Shortly afterwards a man knocked at the house next to Cromwell's and asked for Tom Morris. Mrs. Cromwell went to the door and spoke to him. At this moment Cromwell appeared, and, seeing the two together, addressed a coarse re- mark to the woman, which led to a quarrel, and the latter, being drunk, fell down the cellar steps, and sat at the bottom with her head against the wall. Cromwell, it is alleged, went after her and attacked her. Mrs. Jones begged him to desist, and he immediately did so, and returned up the steps. His wife, however, provoked a. second attack by using foul language towards him, and he struck her once or twice with his fist. One of the children then got to the cellar, through the house, closed the door for her mother, and went in search of several neighbours. One came in, and bathed the woman's head, which was bleed- ing freely, and brought her upstairs to the living room, Cromwell remaining in the house. Shortly afterwards, a Wesleyan minister, for whom Cromwell is doing some whitewashing, called, accompanied by Mr. Nash, and as both took an interest in the moral and spiritual welfare of the wretched couple, the conversation soon drifted on to religious subjects, and before long Crom- well and Iiis wife and the visitors were singing hyms and songs together, one of them being, "Father, dear father, come home to me now." Deceased was afterwards persuaded to go to bed. Mrs. Jones then went on an errand, and on her return met Cromwell escorting the minister homeward. During her husband's absence Mrs. Cromwell got up, and on his return he showed anger for her doing so. She again ran to the cellar. This was about ten- o'clock, and soon afterwards Mrs. Jones heard Mrs. Cromwell shouting for help, and calling her by name. She was afraid to go, and heard nothing more that night. On Saturday mortling. Mrs. Jones asked Cromwell where his wife was. He replied that she was down in the cellar. and had been there all nig'ht. IVJrs. Jones went down to the cellar and found Mrs. Cromwell lying face downwards on the cold stone floor, her arms outspread and her head under the house stairs. Mrs. Jones called her, but there was no answer nor any movement. Other neighbours now came in and carried the dving '13 woman upstairs and laid her on the floor. Here she be gan to moan, as if in great agony, and I foamed at the mouth, making incessant spas- modic, though unconscious, attempts to vomit. There was a deep wound on the back of her head and another on the top of her head. Her hands and knees were also bruised. The neighbours after a time got the dying woman seated on a chair and washed her face and legs in hot water. This seemed to revive her, but she did not recover consciousness. No attempt was made to procure medical aid, and the unfortunate woman expired about 4.30 Dr. G. R. Griffith being subsequently called in. Almost simultaneously with the doctor Police-sergeant Prichard arrived, and found a great mob round the house, some of whom were execrating the husband and some pitying him, making allowances for the provocation he had endured both previously to and at the time of the last quarrel. Sergeant Prichard, after taking Cromwell into custody, got him out of the house by a back way, and conveyed him quietly to the police cells, where he was locked up and charged on suspicion with having caused the death of his wife. At the police-station it is alleged that the prisoner made a statement to the deputy-chief-constable, Mr. Cornelius Davies, to the effect that some women were in the house when he got home drinking with his wife. After a long time he asked "her to come to bed, and added to the children "Come with me." His wife, he said, made use of an irritating remark, and he left her and he went to bed. In the morning, prisoner added, he found his wife lying at the foot of the cellar stairs. He thereupon called some neigh- Lours, carried her upsf;v gave her some ten, and went out. Afterwards he was called home and found his wife dead. While making the above statement prisoner was overcome with emotion, and frequently burst into tears. Fur- ther inquiries show that the doctor found several severe wounds on the back of the deceased's htad. These might have been caused by a series of falls. Selina Cromwell, one of the children, in a statement respecting the occurrence said :—" My father went to bed and left my mother in the cellar. Some time in the night we heard a noise in the cellar as if someone was falling downstairs. I got up on Saturday morn- ing at the same time as my father, and went down to the cellar, and there saw my mother lying, with her arms spread out, on her face." Ann Cromwell, another of prisoner's daughters, also made a statement to nearly the same effect. The inquest and police proceedings will be opened to-dry ^Monday), when it is expected hat sensational evidence will be forthcoming.

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