The Dean Case.

Manawatu Herald, 31 October 1895, Page 3

The Dean Case.

A Melbourne atory about the Dean cage:— Mr Justice Windeyer, on hh way through Melbourne at the end of last week, had his hair cut at Lambert's in Collins street. The barber end he fell to talking of the sensational case. " What's the feeling in Melbourne?" asked the judge. " Moit people thought him guilty." " Strange," continued hia HiMr. "that in Sydney so many believed him innocent." " Well," was the reply, "in Sydney, you see, they don't trust the judges. There's that Judge Windeyer " "Excape me, I'm Judge Windeyer t" His ffonor had to wait till his hair was eat; but conversation flagged. There is no question that in his confession Dean has not told the whole truth. He admits placing arsenic in the lemon Byrup alone, but Mrs Dean took very little of the syrup, which was too bitter for her taste ; and there is no doubt she had poison — both strychnine and arsenic —in other artioles of food.

That Dean was a consummate hypocrite is shown by the letters he wrote to his wife from Darlingburst.

This is one of them :--

My Darling Wife,— l now have liberty to write to you, hoping that you are improving in health, and baby also. Ido long to know how you are getting on. Well, dear, if you go down to the lock-up at North Shore and ask them to give you my bank book, as there is a few pounds in it, which you can draw by showing this letter. Well, dear, I am broken-hearted because I am away from you, but I will hope that you can be happy once more when the trial is over, as I shall prove that I am innocent of the charge that keeps me from living with you and baby. Well, dear, I did not think I was going to be taken away from you so soon. I thought there would be no more about it until you got well and strong. You know that they came ani took me out of my bed, but, my dear, I will prove that I am not guilty of what they have taken me for. My dear, kindly write and let me know how you are getting on, as it Will be a great comfort for me to read your kind letter from your own dear self, as it will help to cheer my Soor broken heart. I cannot eat or rink or sleep for thoughts of you, and to think I am innocent of the charges which is laid against me. I remain your loving and affectionate husband.

George Dean. All these loving kisses for yon and baby.