Wainscott, being sworn, attests as follows:
am a daughter of Robert Newsom. I was living at his house.
I saw him the last time on the evening of the 23rd of June
bedtime. I hunted on all of the paths and walks and every place for
him, the next day,
in caves and along the creeks. This was on Sunday. I found no trace of
evening I learned where the bones were put. I found the bones under the
in the cabin, turned the longer stove over to find them. I found a
gollows-buckle in the ashes. I have more bones in a box which I kept
found the bones in the house where Celia lived. I found them under the
and just put them on the bureau until the next day. I gave them to my
after the inquest. He took the bones home. I found the bones under the
rock. These are the bones and these are the buttons my sister sewed on
father’s britches a fee days before his death. I found them out in the
in the ashes. Sister Mary sewed metal buttons on his pants. I also
found the knife.
I did not see it. This is the box I kept. This is Father’s knife, the
it is burned black, but this is the knife. Ashes were caked on top in
fireplace. I broke the heaps open and they had a strange smell. It
though something had been burned in there. I saw no flesh, nothing like
The ashes were caked up in the fireplace. Celia had been sick and had
the ashes out for a long time.
by the defense:
cabin I about 60 steps from the house. I saw my father
in the evening about twilight, reading at a window. We all went to bed,
him in that room. He slept in the room he was reading in. My son slept
old man, my son was there in the
morning. I did not notice what father was wearing, did not notice the
Sister made the bed up and went to bed early. Celia had been sick. Took
February and had been sick ever since. She had not been able to cook
February. The cook-house joins the dwelling house.