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The Senator Signs His Death Warrant

Anna Bradley

When Arthur Brown signed his last will and testament in 1906, he was unknowingly signing his death warrant.
Usually when people are killed over the contents of their wills it is because the murderer is impatiently greedy. In the case of Brown, a 63-year-old former U.S. Senator from Utah with exceedingly loose morals and a wandering eye for women, it was the exact opposite: when Brown specifically disinherited Anna Bradley, his mistress and the mother of two of his children — and subsequently refused to marry her — she felt the necessity to shoot him down in the Washington D.C. hotel where he made his home.
The senator’s will, signed a few months before his murder, made it quite clear how he felt about the mistress he had “ruined” and provoked to shoot him in the gut with a .32 pistol.

“I do not devise or bequeath anything to the children of Mrs. Anna M. Bradley — I explicitly refuse to give anything to Arthur Brown Bradley, sometimes known as Arthur Brown, Jr., or to the other son of Anna M. Bradley named by her Martin Montgomery Brown, and I refuse to pay or give anything to any child of said Anna M. Bradley. I do not think that either or any child born of said Anna M. Bradley is my child — but whether such child or children is or are mine or not, I expressly provide neither or any of them shall receive anything from my estate, and I will and direct that no child born of Anna Madison Bradley shall receive anything from my estate…
I have never married said Anna M. Bradley, and never intend to. If she should pretend that any relation ever existed between us to justify any such inference, I direct my executors to contest any claim of any kind (so) that she receive nothing from my estate.

After Anna admitted she shot Brown in cold blood, public sentiment was strongly against her. The early press reports described 34-year-old Anna as a divorced madwoman with two legitimate and two illegitimate children who was stalking Brown and that he was some kind of martyr. Once her defense lawyers made his will public, the general sympathy quickly shifted in her favor.
They promised to justify the murder by showing Brown was a cad who had strung along his mistress until she was insane.
Senator Arthur Brown“The people know now the details of a life story that they never dreamed of before, and there is nothing but absolute sympathy for her and utter contempt of Brown. The will of Brown is a keynote to his character,” the Salt Lake Tribune wrote. “The section relating to Mrs. Bradley and the two children who are named for him was his death warrant.”
The will does mention bequests to several of Brown’s children through his two marriages, but also specifically deducts $1,500 from Alice Brown, a daughter from his first marriage. He did so because his father left that amount to her which, Brown declared specifically in his will, “should have belonged to me.”
His murder revealed that Brown had an unsavory reputation and had earlier escaped being shot by his first wife in Kalamazoo, Michigan, where he worked as a successful lawyer.
His wife, made desperate by Brown’s notorious conduct with Isabel Cameron who kept a stationery stand in the city hall, entered his office with a revolver and threatened his life. He dared her to obtain a divorce, which she did. While his wife obtained a divorce on the grounds of adultery, Brown and Isabel fled to Salt Lake City where they married.
Despite not being a Mormon and a divorced man with a disreputable history, Brown and his new wife were welcomed into high society and Republican politics there. Many of the Gentiles in the territory considered him a “jack Mormon.” The term has several connotations. In this sense we mean a non-Mormon who lives among the Saints and supports the church’s beliefs and practices. The term is a pejorative assigned by foes of the Mormons to Gentiles who kowtow to the Church.
Brown was selected by the Utah legislature in 1896 to be one of the new state’s first U.S. senators — along with apostate Mormon Frank J. Cannon, whose fascinating critical history of Utah politics under the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints can be found here and in text form at Project Gutenberg.
In Washington, the first issue of Brown’s second marriage, a child named Max, was born.
Through no fault of her own, Isabel Brown was one of several proximate causes of her future ex-husband’s death.
“In 1896 Mrs. Brown, who was charitably inclined, was attracted to Anna Bradley, a brilliant young married woman struggling for an existence in newspaper work and politics,” one article reports. “Her husband was a clerk with a small income and a fondness for drink. Through Mrs. Brown’s influence with her husband Anna Bradley was made secretary of the Republican state convention. She accompanied Senator and Mrs. Brown to the Republican national convention in 1896.”
It’s impossible for a zebra to change its stripes, and Brown was no exception. He began an affair with Anna while in the capital city.
Anna’s testimony at her trial recalled how Brown had convinced her to begin their affair:

The Senator told me he was very unhappy, very wretched. I had told him that our relationship could only result in grief and sorrow, and he replied that he would stay by me all my life. Finally he came to me and said: “Darling, we are going on together all through life; you can’t avoid me.” Finally, after several months, I consented.

Like her predecessor — but without the gun — Isabel confronted her husband when she learned of the affair and he coolly told her to obtain a divorce as his first wife did. Instead Isabel obtained a warrant and Brown and Anna were arrested, adultery being a crime at the time.
The case went to trial but Brown was acquitted, Mormons being very hesitant to convict on these charges. Crimes of infidelity were particularly serious in Utah at the time due to the fight over polygamy. Church leaders with plural wives were being arrested and charged with bigamy or adultery and were being given significant jail terms when convicted. More frequently, however, the polygamous church leaders simply chose to disappear.
The marriage was doomed, however, and in 1903 Brown once again showed his mettle by failing to pay Isabel the $150 per month (nearly $4k in 2014 dollars) alimony she was granted, for which he was convicted of contempt of court. He was taken to jail until he made full restitution.
Within a year Isabel was dead and Brown, no longer a senator (his term had expired and he was not re-appointed) thanks to how he had embarrassed the Beehive State, was free to pursue his pleasures. Rather than return to Utah, known for its puritanical morals, he remained on the East Coast representing the interests of various Utah industries with Congress.
Anna’s husband Ned, shamed by his wife’s notoriety, took solace in the bottle and was eventually convicted of stealing from his employer. He went to prison and divorced his wife. Once he was released from the pen he remarried.
After Isabel’s death Anna returned to Brown and demanded that he marry her and legitimize her two children (the legitimate ones she left with her ex-husband’s family). A third pregnancy ended in an abortion, which the press hinted at by using the term “a criminal operation.” There was public speculation that Brown himself performed the procedure.
According to letters introduced at her trial, Brown apparently agreed to her request to acknowledge his offspring and planned to legally recognize the two young boys as his children, which had done informally.
“This is my beloved son in whom I am well pleased,” he wrote in one letter, quoting the Gospel of Matthew from the New Testament (and the words the Mormon prophet Joseph Smith said God told him while Smith was translating the golden plates). He pledged to make their older son, then about 10, chief justice of the Supreme Court.
But Brown also had another pen-pal: a well-known actress, Mrs. Annie Adams. Once Anna Bradley found out that not only were Brown’s words hollow, he had another love interest on the side, the ex-senator’s days were numbered.
n.b. Annie Adams’s daughter, Maude, was the first woman to play Peter Pan on the stage. Her classic beauty deserves a link here. The woman on the bottom is Ethel Barrymore.
It was clear from one letter that Annie Adams was smitten with Brown:

My dearie, My dearie: The world seems to have taken on another hue because, perchance, I have heard from you, which means so much…I spent my Thanksgiving Day giving thanks for you and my very happy state of feeling, which one year ago I never dreamed could be possible. It seems too sweet to even be real…Love, dear heart.

At the same time Anna Bradley was also writing the cad: “I can do nothing but think –yet there is no thought in it. There is a sensation of a whirligig going incessantly — and the din of it is maddening.”
Brown had less than two weeks to live.
More than a century before a time when philanderers could be tracked by their tweets, texts, or cell phone records, Anna was told by a detective she had hired to spy on Brown about his “infidelity” with Annie Adams.
In December 1906, Brown was in Washington to argue a case before the U.S. Supreme Court and had taken rooms at the Raleigh Hotel. When Anna was told by her detective, she immediately set out for D.C. and checked into the Raleigh using the name “Mrs. A. B. Brown,” although she did not identify herself as Brown’s wife. The clerk, assuming it was just a coincidence, assigned her a room on the same floor as her former lover.
Almost immediately upon her arrival she went to Brown’s suite and confronted him, demanding that he marry her.
“I asked him if he was going to do the right thing by me,” she told reporters later. “His reply was to put on his overcoat and start to leave the room. I shot him. I abhor acts of this character, but in this case it was fully justified.”
A maid heard two shots and summoned the hotel manager, who sent for the police and administered a dose of brandy to the injured man. Then he ordered Anna to leave the room, but she refused.
“I will remain here,” she said defiantly. “I am the mother of his two children.”
Brown’s last recorded words were “She shot me.”
Brown was rushed to the hospital and immediately taken to surgery. Physicians found that one bullet had grazed his left hand and the other had lodged in his “pelvic cavity.” Surgeons worked on the ex-senator for more than two hours before deciding that it was best to leave the bullet in situ.
At that time the doctors described his condition as critical, but said there was hope for his recovery.
“Brown is fighting for his life in the same way he fights a lawsuit,” said Utah Senator George Sutherland to the throng of reporters camped out at the hospital. “He is a man that will never admit defeat as long as there is the slightest hope.”
Brown lingered on for two days before he died of a kidney ailment that was aggravated by the gunshot.
It took nearly a year for Anna’s case to reach a courtroom, thanks to her initial plea of insanity. Once the alienists declared her sane, in November 1907, she went to trial.
The courtroom was packed — mostly with women, the press reported — every day of the trial. Testimony revealed the stormy relationship between Anna and Brown, whom she claimed was an alcoholic:
“Do you remember the time you struck him in the mouth with an umbrella and knocked his teeth out?” asked the prosecutor at one point.
“I do,” she replied, recounting the details of that fight. “His teeth were a mere shell and easily broken.”
Anna was quite emotional during her three hours on the stand and the reporters covering her testimony wrote that at one point members of the all-male jury broke down in tears:

In a thread of a voice, at times inaudible even to the court stenographer, she told a story which has never been equaled in a Washington courtroom…As she told with piteous shrinking the story of her downfall, her voice broke, she bowed her head in her hands, and the bitter tears ran through her thin fingers. Few of the eyes which watched her were dry. The jurymen, leaning forward in their chairs to hear her, wept too.

Despite her admission that she shot him in cold blood, Anna’s defense presented a strong case with witness after witness claiming to have heard Brown admit paternity and make promises to marry Anna.
Three witnesses testified that once Brown decided to divorce Isabel, he dictated the following statement: “I say to you that I will make Mrs. Brown get a divorce, and if she does not do it, I will myself get one. I will marry Mrs. Bradley; I will stand by her as long as I live.”
The defense was unable to produce any such written statement.
In 1903, however, Brown told Anna that he was reconciling with Isabel. When Anna blamed him for sinking her to “the last depths of despair and degradation,” he reversed himself, telling her that he was only trying to avoid going to jail for adultery. According to Anna, he renewed his promise to marry her and acknowledge the children.
After a month-long trial it took the jury two days to convince the one holdout who was willing to convict her on manslaughter charges that she should be acquitted.
When the jury returned and announced its verdict, the courtroom erupted into cheers of approval and applause.
Brown’s illegitimate children attempted in 1910 to break the terms of his will without success. Five years later, Arthur Brown Bradley stabbed his older half-brother to death. According the State of Utah historical society, their dispute was over who would wash the dishes.
Anna Bradley returned to Utah where she died in 1950.

Road Rage

Somebody badly wanted 32-year-old Dorothy Moormeister dead. So badly that on February 21, 1930, the killer not only hit Dorothy with her own limo, but he (we’ll use the male pronoun for simplicity) backed up and ran over her body for good measure. Five times. By the time he was done with Dorothy, she looked more like a pile of rags than a life-in-the-fast-lane gal who cavorted with Hollywood stars and Persian princes.
There is plenty of mystery and romance surrounding Dorothy’s unsolved murder and no shortage of suspects.
She came from humble beginnings, born Grace Dexter Hugentobler in the very small town of Salina, Utah, shortly before the turn of the century. She was known as one of the prettiest girls in Sevier County, which isn’t saying much since it’s sparcely populated, and graduated at the head of her class.
Along the way Grace adopted the name Dorothy, but depending on who you asked, she was known as “Grace,” “Dorothy,” or “Dexter.” At the inquest into her death, the coroner simply referred to her as “Mrs. Moormeister.”
After school she worked her way to Provo, where she waited tables and dreamed of a Hollywood career. She never made it into the movies, but she did eventually get to rub elbows with the glitterati through her 1928 marriage to a wealthy widower, Dr. Frank Moormeister. Frank brought a young daughter, Peggy, into the marriage and for a time they all seemed happy — or at least contented. At some point, however, it became clear that Dorothy was more interested in Frank’s friends than in him.
In 1929 the new family headed to the continent and while Frank traveled to Amsterdam, Marseilles, and North Africa, Dorothy and her stepdaughter enjoyed the high life in Paris.
It was in the City of Lights that Dorothy met Prince Farid Khan Sadri-Kajar of Persia. The two quickly became friends and Peggy later intimated that the prince and Dorothy might have become quite close.
“She cared for the prince, and he cared for her,” she testified at the coroner’s inquest. “She had him in our apartment for dinner many times, we strolled together, and I saw him kiss her good-bye when we left for home.”
Peggy never told her father of Dorothy’s relationship with the prince, who continued to write to Dorothy after the Moormeisters returned to Utah.
Another witness at the inquest, Larry Potter, who is described in newspaper reports as “a man about town,” confirmed and elaborated on Peggy’s story.
“We took a ride in her car for half an hour,” he said. “She told me she was desperately in love with another man, that she was going to get a divorce and marry him, and settle down in Los Angeles.
“Yes, she told me he was a prince and she expected him to be here early in the spring. She said that her husband did not know, that she was careful he would not know.”
That all was not well in the Moormeister household was made apparent at the inquest.
“She told me her husband required her to be home for dinner every night and to go to bed early,” Potter testified.
“She told me all about falling in love with this prince, who was an intimate friend of her husband. ‘I used to think of nothing but money, but now I think only of him — the prince,’” he quoted Dorothy as saying.
Testimony at the inquest revealed that Frank kept a photograph of Prince Farid and his son in his bedroom, but was ignorant of Dorothy’s attraction to the Persian.
“He never thought she cared for the prince,” Peggy testified.
Frank confirmed this.
“I didn’t suspect any intimacy between the prince and my wife until I read a letter she received from him,” he said on the stand at the inquest, adding that he did not read the letter until after Dorothy died and he was going through her things.
Frank Moormeister made it clear he was naive and ignorant of his wife’s secret life.
“Prince Farid and his son were with Mrs. Moormeister when I arrived back in Paris after one of my trips, but I considered it just a matter of courtesy,” he said.
In addition to the prince, Dorothy was also involved with a Salt Lake mining engineer named Charles Peter, another acquaintance of the doctor’s — a man who certainly had reason to hold a grudge against Dr. Moormeister.
In 1924 Peter was tried in federal court of using the mails to defraud in connection with a mining venture. Frank testified against him at the trial. The conviction was later reversed by an appellate court and dismissed.
Peter was in love with Dorothy, but his affection was not returned.
“Charles once expressed a wish that ‘you can learn to love me like I love you,’” Amelia Hugentobler testified at the inquest. “(Dorothy) told me ‘I would not have Peter — the lop-eared fool.” Amelia was Dorothy’s sister.
Something else, more sinister, was hinted at during the inquest, but never followed up: Dorothy told her sister that she could “easily get a divorce from the doctor with $80,000 besides.
“I have something on the doctor he knows nothing about,” Amelia testified that her sister told her. “He would give me $80,000 to avoid publicity.”
On Valentine’s Day 1930, Dorothy took a nighttime ride with Peter when their car got stuck in some mud. While freeing the car Peter’s clothes become covered with dirt. Amelia, who had been living in the Moormeister home for the previous three years, asked Dorothy what Peter’s wife would think.
“It doesn’t matter,” Dorothy dismissed her concerns. “He’s going to get a divorce anyway.”
A week to the day after her drive with Peter and a subsequent row about the incident with Frank, Dorothy dressed in her finest clothes, including an ermine cape, and adorned herself with more than $12,000 in jewelry. She wore one of her prized pieces — a large diamond she purchased (or received) in Paris. It appeared that she was planning a long trip: when her car was found in Ogden, it held a large suitcase stuffed with Dorothy’s clothes.
Around 5 p.m. she slipped into the driver’s seat of her limo and left her home for the last time. She dropped in to see her husband who was working with his nurse, Pearl Evans, at 6 p.m.
Hours before her battered body was found on the Provo-Salt Lake Highway, Dorothy was reportedly seen near an Ogden rooming house with another woman. An Ogden woman was struck by the “French doll” hanging in the window of a large sedan parked by a rooming house whose location she could not recall. She reported her sighting to police after a photograph of Dorothy’s car with the “French doll” was published.
Repeated internet searches only turn up “french dolls” the type of which Dorothy would not be caught dead havingin her car.
The clue never panned out, and that was the last time anyone could report seeing Dorothy alive. Her car, however, was seen tooling about Salt Lake City as late as 10 p.m.
Around midnight, Ray Peterson was driving home after completing his shift at a local copper mill. Weary and lulled by the drone of his car engine, Peterson nearly hit a bundle of rags in the middle of a lonely road about a mile outside Riverton, Utah.
He sat down for a midnight snack at home and told his wife about the rags. Something about the pile bothered him, he said, and they decided to investigate.
They found a horrible sight. Anyone who has seen a bloody vehicle-deer accident on a highway can imagine what they saw.
Pieces of clothing were strewn around the dirt road. In the center lay Dorothy’s bloody and battered body, face down in the mud. The coroner later reported that nearly every bone in her body was broken. A trail of blood and body parts ran for 30 feet on the gravel road. The only solace anyone could take was that it appeared Dorothy was already dead or unconscious before her body was so abused. Her skull was showed signs that she had been struck with great force and had not been damaged by the auto. The coroner reported that her skull was shattered by a heavy rock found nearby. She also had a black eye as if she had been struck with a fist. Her left forearm also remained untouched by the car but had a spiral fracture, as if it had been severely twisted.
Police found evidence that a struggle had occurred in the car as it careened down the road, based on the tire tracks leading to the crime scene.
Robbery was probably not the motive. Not only because robbers do not typically show such rage, but not all of her valuables were taken. Her expensive ermine cloak was destroyed and her diamond and platinum wedding ring was still on her finger. Two jewel-encrusted bracelets, one of which contained the diamond she acquired in Paris, were missing, along with an emerald ring. The value of the jewelry was set at $12,000.
Dorothy’s car was later found in Ogden, with evidence that it had been the vehicle that had destroyed her body.
At the inquest the coroner tried to link Dr. Moormeister to the crime as he appeared to have the best motive. He managed to elicit testimony from one detective who said that the doctor was able to identify Dorothy’s body at the scene despite the fact that the mangled corpse was still face-down in the mud. Frank, however, had an alibi in his nurse, who confirmed that he was with her all night.
The inquest ended as one might expect: the jury issued a verdict of homicide by person or persons unknown. The police investigation stalled as the few clues at the scene and in the car led nowhere.
A year later, however, Carl Peter was arrested for Dorothy’s murder after a witness came forward and swore that Peter was the driver of the car the night Dorothy was killed. The man told police that he was forced to slam on his brakes to avoid Dorothy’s car as it crossed the center line. The man’s girlfriend, who was with him at the time, identified the car but could not ID Peter. Another witness, unable to identify Peter, said she saw a man park Dorothy’s car in the spot it was found and hurry away from the scene.
The charges were later dropped as the case was considered much too weak.
Dorothy Moormeister’s murder went cold until 1964 when an inmate in a Texas jail confessed to the crime and was put on trial. He was quickly acquitted when it turned out that he had confessed simply to get out of what he considered appalling jail conditions and had learned details of the case from a detective magazine.
The murder remains unsolved.
p.s. Prince Farid eventually married the ex-wife of the founder of the Kresge drug store chain and they lived happily ever after.