Mrs. Maybrick's Own Story: My Fifteen Lost YearsMaybrick, Florence Elizabeth
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Mrs. Maybrick's Own Story: My Fifteen Lost Years
Maybrick, Florence Elizabeth
Maybrick, Florence Elizabeth, 1862-1941; Trials (Murder) -- England; Women prisoners -- England
The indictment contained no specific account of felonious
administration of poison, and consequently the jury found the prisoner
guilty of an offense _for which she was never tried_.
FOOTNOTES:
[6] Mr. Maybrick’s dressing-room.
[7] Later evidence showed that Mr. Maybrick secured as much as 150
grains from one person, only about two months before his death.
Mrs. Maybrick’s Own Analysis
OF THE MEAT-JUICE INCIDENT
I said in my statement to the Court, regarding this meat juice,
that: “On Thursday night, the 9th, after Nurse Gore had given my
husband beef juice, I went and sat on the bed by the side of him. He
complained to me of feeling very sick, very weak, and very depressed,
and again implored me to give him a powder, which he had referred to
early in the evening and which I had then declined to give him. I was
overwrought, terribly anxious, miserably unhappy, and his evident
distress utterly unnerved me. He told me the powder would not harm
him, and that I could put it in his food. I then consented. My lord,
I had not one true or honest friend in the house. I had no one to
consult and no one to advise me. I was deposed from my position as
mistress in my own house and from the position of attending on my
own husband, notwithstanding that he was so ill. Notwithstanding the
evidence of nurses and servants, I may say that he wished to have me
with him. [This desire was corroborated by the testimony of Nurse
Callery.] He missed me whenever I was not with him. Whenever I went
out of the room he asked for me, and for four days before he died I
was not allowed to give him even a piece of ice without its being
taken from my hand. When I found the powder I took it into the inner
room, and in pushing through the door I upset the bottle, and, in
order to make up the quantity of fluid spilled, I added a considerable
quantity of water. On returning to the room I found my husband asleep,
and I placed the bottle on the table by the window. When he awoke he
had a choking sensation in his throat and vomiting. After that he
appeared a little better. As he did not ask for the powder again, and
as I was not anxious to give it to him, I removed the bottle from the
small table, where it would attract his attention, to the top of the
washstand, where he could not see it. There I left it until I believe
Mr. Michael Maybrick took possession of it. Until a few minutes before
Mr. Bryning made the terrible charge against me, no one in that
house had informed me of the fact that a death certificate had been
refused, or that a post-mortem examination had taken place, or that
there was any reason to suppose that my husband died from other than
natural causes. It was only when Mrs. Briggs alluded to the presence
of arsenic in the meat juice that I was made aware of the [supposed]
nature of the powder my husband had asked me to give him. I then
attempted to make an explanation to Mrs. Briggs, such as I am now
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