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Adams, David Adams
Adams, Young son Adams
The Spirit of Democracy,
David Adams, of Bloom township, Wood county, and a son
eighteen or nineteen years of age, both hung themselves last week, because they
had been indicted by the Court of Common Pleas for assault and battery upon a
neighbor.
Algeo, James Algeo
2nd obit
Algeo, Mrs. James Algeo 2nd obit
Sheets, M. Sheets
2nd obit
Young, George Young
Faggart, Mr. Faggart
Vaurneker, John Vaurneker
Vaurneker, Henry Vaurneker
Johnson, William Johnson
The Spirit of Democracy,
BURNING OF THE WINCHESTER
STATEMENT OF THE CAPTAIN
WELLSVILLE, Feb. 23—
I then ran below and found under part of the cabin floor the
bales of hay on the guards in a blaze. I think I tried to turn the hose on, but
could not get them on account of the fire; by this time the boat was ashore.
With the assistance of the watchman I got the chain and got the boat fast. On
the first alarm the passengers were all wakened up by the porter.
The flames reached the cabin so quickly that they all had to
run aft and make their escape by jumping into the yawl and floated down the
river without oars. Some saved themselves by holding on to empty barrels and
other fragments of the vessel. To the best of my knowledge about fifteen lives
were lost, I think all by drowning—among them: Mr. Algeo and lady and M.
Sheets, of Matamoras, Ohio; barkeeper, George Young, of Pennsylvania, and the
chambermaid, name unknown, a man and three children who came on board at
Woodland, Virginia, names unknown; and a man from Sistersville, Virginia. Maud
Morton is reported missing.
These all I could ascertain. The books of the boat were
burned, and consequently it cannot be correctly stated how many were lost. The
boat was loaded with oil, grain, hay, &c., and is a total loss. The boat
was new, and on her first trip in the
A. S. SHEPHERD, CAPTAIN
Since the burning of the steamboat Winchester, near East
Liverpool, parties have been busily engaged in dragging the river for the
bodies of those who were drowned while endeavoring to escape the more terrible
fate of being burned to death. At last accounts four bodies have been recovered
and identified as those of Mr. Faggart, of Haysville, John Vaurneker and his
son Henry Vaurneker, and William Johnson, firemen on the boat. The origin of
the fire has not yet been ascertained.
Algeo, James Algeo
Algeo, Mrs. James Algeo
Sheets, Mrs. Sheets
Walters, Mr. Walters
The Spirit of Democracy,
STEAMER
30 LIVES LOST
We learn that the steamer
About thirty lives were lost; among them, James Algeo and wife,
and a Mrs. Sheets of Matamoras, a man named Walters from Bearsville, and two or
three from Sistersville, whose names we have not learned.
The fire originated in some bailed hay.
We will have full particulars next week.
Allen, Chambers Allen
The Spirit of Democracy,
FATAL SHOOTING AFFRAY AT KOKOMO
A fatal shooting affray took place at
Mr. Chambers Allen called at the post office and inquired
after a letter, and as he passed out of the door upon the sidewalk he was met
by Dr. Cole, who remarked to him, “You are the man who ruined my poor wife,”
and immediately drew a revolver and fired, the ball entering the right breast;
the doctor fired again, the ball passing through the back of the unfortunate
man’s head. Mr. Allen fell on the sidewalk, and Dr. Cole shot him twice again,
both balls entering the stomach. He was carried into the post office where a
Coroner’s inquest was held. Dr. Cole was arrested, and after an examination
before the Mayor, was committed to jail. There are various reports in
circulation as to why Dr. Cole killed Mr. Allen, but it is supposed that an
improper intimacy between the doctor’s wife and the deceased was the cause of
the terrible homicide.
Mr. Allen has a wife living in
Anderton, Young daughter Anderton
The Spirit of Democracy,
A few days ago, a fourteen year old daughter of Joseph
Anderton, residing in
Andrew, Christopher Andrew
The Spirit of Democracy,
Colonel Christopher Andrew died in
Archer, Geo. A. Archer
The Spirit of Democracy,
THE BEAR CREEK TRAGEDY
The murder of Mr. Geo. A. Archer, on Bear Creek, some twelve
miles above this place, last week, was one of the most horrible tragedies of
the day, and is evidence of the fiendish that is surrounding us.
The
They went to his dwelling and
called for him, and there learned that he was at his store, stating that they
went to the store and called for him, and there learned that he was at his
store, stating that they wished to purchase some tobacco. But murder was their
purpose, and they went to the store and called Mr. Archer up and killed him, by
inflicting two terrible gashes on his breast.
He leaves a family to mourn
his loss, who have the sympathy of the entire community in this their hour of
deep grief.
There is a reward of $500 offered for the apprehension of the
murderer or murderers.—Big Sandy Herald
Ashbaugh, Frederick Ashbaugh
The Spirit of Democracy,
ASHBAUGH—July 12, in Bethel Township, Mr. Frederick Ashbaugh.
Baker, J. M. Baker
The Spirit of Democracy,
Mr. J. H. Baker, while at work in his saw mill, near
The saw entered his right hip and passed through his left
side.
Barnhardt, John H. Barnhardt
The Spirit of Democracy,
JOHN H. BARNHARDT, son of Isaac Barnhardt, of
He was discovered, in a stable attached to the Franklin House,
in a dying condition, medical aid was called, but nothing could be done to
relieve him; he died the same day.
The Coroner’s Jury rendered a verdict that Barnhardt have come
to his death from poison administered by his own hand.
He was about thirty years of age and unmarried.
Beardmore, Isaac Beardmore
The Spirit of Democracy,
Died—April 3, Isaac beardmore, son of Isaac and Ann Beardmore,
aged 10 years.
Beardmore, Sarah Ann Beardmore
The Spirit of Democracy,
Died—April 12, Sarah Ann, daughter of Isaac and Ann Beardmore,
aged 13 years.
Bee, Little Bee
The Spirit of Democracy,
The Chippewa Chief, “Little Bee,” died at
Bemis, Young son Bemis
Bemis, Grandson Bemis
The Spirit of Democracy,
TRICHLASIS IN IOWA
Death of 4 Persons
Several Others Dangerously Affected
From a private letter to one of our townsmen, dated
A family by the name of Bemis, who reside in town, went out to
their son-in-law’s in the country, and brought home a ham, which some of them
ate raw.
In about a week they were taken sick and their physicians
pronounced the disease the typhoid fever, and treated them accordingly.
There are in the family, the old gentleman and lady, their
daughter and two sons, and four grandchildren—two sons and two daughters. All
of them were taken sick.
The daughter ate most of her meat rare cooked, and is getting
better, The others ate it raw. One of her sons died Friday and was buried
Saturday, the other boy as not expected to live till morning. The two
grand-daughters are very sick, but seem to be getting better.
The old gentleman and lady are in a very critical condition,
and one of their sons died Saturday forenoon, and was buried Sunday, June 3. He
was about 21 years of age. Before he was buried his body was swollen to almost
twice its natural size, and burst in a number of places. His flesh seemed
perfectly rotten.—
The other son is not expected to live. From the first boy that
died, the doctors cut several pieces of muscle, taking them from the thigh, arm
and back, and by the aid of a powerful microscope, discovered trichina in large
numbers. In one specimen they examined they found them at the rate of nearly
200,000 to the cubic inch. It is needless to add that these developments have
caused an intense excitement at Marion, and every one who has eaten hog within
the last month experience all sorts of wormy sensations. Our readers will
observe that all of these sufferers from this cruel disease ate their meat
either raw or rarely cooked.
Biddle, Captain Biddle
The Spirit of Democracy,
Captain Biddle, an old calvary officer, living in
Bingham, James Bingham
The Spirit of Democracy,
A lad named James Bingham was accidentally shot and killed at
Blackledge, Samuel Blackledge
The Spirit of Democracy,
BLACKLEDGE—Suddenly, on Sunday, the 19th inst., of
heart disease, Samuel Blackledge, of
Blogg, Mr. Blogg
The Spirit of Democracy,
A German by the name of Blogg fell on the street at
Boggess,
The Spirit of Democracy,
BOGGESS—in Monmouth, Warren Co.,
We sincerely sympathize with our friend H. M. Bogess and his
family in this their sad bereavement.
To our town readers who remember the blooming health which
Miss Boggess enjoyed when she last visited this place, this announcement will
come with a shock.
How true it is that “Death loves a shining mark.”
Brannin, J. W. Brannin
Smith, Fletcher Smith
Richardson, Mrs. T. G. Richardson
Gibson, Mrs. Gibson
Wolf, Mrs. Wolf
Rice, Mrs. Rice
Osterman, Mrs. Osterman
Noose, Mrs. Noose
Morris, Mrs. Morris
Townsend, Reuben Townsend
Noel, Mrs. David Noel
Brewer, Major Brewer
Johnson, John Johnson
Bonno, Coale Bonno
Vick, T. Vick
Williams, Lieutenant Williams
The Spirit of Democracy,
EXPLOSION OF THE CARTER
Another Steamboat Disaster
Boat
and Cargo Valued at $275,000
Steamboat Explosion In A Brief Period
Excitement
Among Boatman—Boats Lying up
Tubular Boilers Condemned
Early Saturday morning telegraphic dispatches were received in
the city announcing the explosion of the W. R. Carter, in the
The First Engineer, Reuben
Townsend, of
The W. R. Carter is the eighth steamboat explosion we have had
to record in a short time of the Western Rivers. The first, and the most awful
disaster ever known on the Western waters, was the Sultana, followed by three
more of minor importance—then the Miami, the Missouri, the tow-boat Baltic, and
the W. R. Carter—the four latter occurring almost simultaneously. These
terrible disasters all following so soon after each other, have created
considerable excitement in the community, and many inquiries as to their cause.
We have a board of supervising and local inspectors in every district, who make
it their duty, or rather practice to investigate the causes after the disasters
occur, and it is supposed they will report in time. The Sultana disaster,
however, has not been decided yet.
In the meantime, since the announcement of the explosions of
the
The directors of the United States mail line, plying between
this port and Cincinnati, very promptly decided yesterday to suspend the trips
of the United States, though a new boat, until she can have new boilers. She
has what is known as the tubular boilers, and some days since ordered a new set
of the old-fashioned flue-boilers, to be made by J. Mitchell & Son, of this
city.
The belief has long been entertained by all practical
engineers and mechanics that tubular boilers on our Western waters are unsafe,
and we have repeatedly called the attention of the public to it, but until very
lately but little heed has been paid to the subject. Now, however, after so
many fatal disasters have occurred in rapid succession, the public are aroused,
as it appears that nearly all, if not every one of the late disasters were
boats with the tubular boilers. The W. R. Carter’s boilers were made by the
best practical boiler-makes in the West, and one of the best Juniata iron, one
whose boilers made in the regular way, with only two or four return flues, were
never known to explode in more than twenty year’s experience. The W. R.
Carter’s were made to order, were tubulars and have exploded, causing the loss
of probably one hundred lives, and a quarter of a million in property.
LATER—THE LOSS OF THE CARTER
125 PASSENGERS LOST—BODIES IDENTIFIED
Dr. Coale Bonno,
John Johnston, of
Brodus, Mrs. Brodus
Brodus, (2 children) Brodus
The Spirit of Democracy,
On the 17th a Mr. Brodus drove his wagon through
Silver Creek, near
Brown, Mr. Brown
Merwin, Mr. Merwin
The Spirit of Democracy,
A terrible affair took place at
Two stone-masons, named Brown and Merwin, had been drinking
some that evening, they went to bed together, and after a while began
quarreling about something when Brown drew a revolver and shot Merwin through
the heart and instantly Merwin plunged a knife into Brown.
Merwin died immediately from the effects of the shot, and
Brown died from the stab sometime on Monday morning.
Buck, Young Child Buck
The Spirit of Democracy,
A HORRIBLE MURDER
The Murderer Escapes
A cold-blooded murder was committed in the
A man entered the house of Mr. John Buck about
Mr. Buck hearing the cry of murder started for the house,
meeting the murderer making his escape. He is still at large and name unknown.
The officers and citizens are in hot pursuit, and no doubt he will be speedily
captured.—Detroit Free Press, August 24.
Burket, Mary Ann Burket
The Spirit of Democracy,
Mrs. Mary Ann Burket, one of the oldest women in the
Calhoun, Mrs. John C. Calhoun
The Spirit of Democracy,
Mrs. Calhoun, the widow of John C. Calhoun, died at Pendleton,
S. C., on the 25th ultimo.
Carney, Mary A. Carney
The Spirit of Democracy,
ATROCIOUS MURDER IN PHILADELPHIA
Cass, Lewis Cass
The Spirit of Democracy,
Hon. Lewis Cass died at
Cisco, Solomon Cisco
The Spirit of Democracy,
A few days since, a man named Solomon Cisco, nearly seventy
years of age, was found dead on
He was found in a sitting posture between two rocks. It is
supposed that he fell from a ledge above and afterward crawled to where he was
found when becoming wedged fast, he died from exposure. He was a wood chopper,
and had a cabin near by, to which he had started to go, but probably missed his
way in the darkness.
Clark, Thomas Clark
The Spirit of Democracy,
CLARK—
Mr. Clark made a profession of his faith in Christ while in
his fifteenth year, and ever since has maintained a consistent walk and
conversation, being highly esteemed, not only by the community at large in
which he lived. His death was such as might have been expected as the result of
such a life.
Peacefully his sun went down, calmly and trustfully, with no
faltering footstep, he entered the dark valley, meeting the King of Terrors
with perfect composure and resignation expressing his firm faith and entire
trust in the alone merits of his Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
“Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His
saints.” T.A.G.
Cook, Lemuel Cook
The Spirit of Democracy,
Lemuel Cook, the last surviving revolutionary soldier but one,
died in
Corwin, Mr. Corwin
The Spirit of Democracy,
Covert, Samuel M. Covert
The Spirit of Democracy,
THE ROOSA TRAGEDY
COVERT EXECUTED
HIS LAST MOMENTS!
We extract from the Cincinnati Enquirer the following account
of the execution of Samuel M. Covert,
at
COVERT’S BEHAVIOR ON THURSDAY EVENING AND NIGHT
On Thursday evening and night Covert’s manner differed in no
material respect from that of the later days of his imprisonment. He exhibited
the same stoicism—the same astonishing indifference to his fate. At an early
hour in the
evening his spiritual
advisor, the Rev. Mr. Snowden, who had spent much of the day with him, left his
cell, and in a few moments after Covert was sleeping with as great apparent
soundness as he might have slept a few years before, after a hard days march
over the rugged hills of
Previous to leaving his cell Mr. S. Again questioned him as to
his guilt, and received the same unvarying negative reply.
THE FATAL DAY
Covert awoke early on the morning of the day—the fatal day—the
morrow of which he was destined never to behold. He seemed much refreshed by
his sleep, and in answers to inquiries as to his health, replied that he felt
remarkably well. About
After breakfasting, the clothing in which he was to meet his
fate was produced, and seemed to please his taste. It consisted of a plain
black cassimere suit, with a white linen shirt with open collar, and became him
exceedingly. A pair of black cloth gaiters however, appeared more particularily
to attract his fancy.—He looked at them admiringly and even critically, and
when, upon trying them, he found them a size too small, expressed his regret to
Sheriff Butler. When that officer proposed to exchange them for a pair that
would fit him, Covert exclaimed: “Be sure and get that style, now; it just suits
me”—evincing as much care and nicety as if he had been selecting them for a
ball.
HIS SISTER’S LAST FAREWELL
About
HIS REMAINING MOMENTS
From the close of this interview up to the time of execution
his time was occupied in deep and earnest prayer with Messrs. Snowden and
Jenkins, in which he expressed his extreme contritution for his wayward career
–never once however, admitting any complicity in the awful crime for which he
was so soon to suffer. During this time he was visited by Judge Smith, with
whom he conversed freely, again reiterating his innocence.
THE EXECUTION
At precisely
He sat down for a moment, composed, and upon being asked by
Sheriff Butler if he had anything to say, quietly replied that he had and spoke
materially as follows:
“ I am about to leave this world. I have passed through great
trials. So far as the officers have been concerned I have been treated fairly;
but not by the witnesses who swore against me. The witnesses who said I told of
the murder on Tuesday swore falsely. I hope I may never see my God if I know of
the murder until the Thursday after it occurred. I can lay my hand on my heart
and call God to witness that I am innocent of the murder of the Roosa family. I
hope to meet you all in the next world.”
The first few words of his remarks were delivered in a
somewhat nervous manner, but the remainder were enunciated in a singularly calm
and clear tone of voice.
The Rev. Mr. Snowden then addressed him a number of interrogatories,
to which he replied affirmatively. Mr. S. then offered up a brief and touching
appeal to the Throne of Grace—a few simple, earnest words, which sunk deep into
the hearts of his audience, and which seemed to affect Covert. But not a tear
fell across his wan and sallow cheek. The officers of the prison, with voices
choked with emotion, then bade him a last farewell, to which he responded with
much apparent cordiality. The death warrant was then solemnly read to him by
Sheriff Butler, to which Covert paid but little attention. The fatal noose was
placed about his neck, and the black cap was being adjusted, when Covert,
addressing David Hicks, of this city, against whom he had sworn falsely, said:
“David Hicks, I hope you’ll forgive me for what I did against
you.”
Mr. Hicks replied instantly; “I’ll freely forgive you—I have
no malice in the world against you.”
Again stepping back and almost while reiterating his
innocence, at twelve o’clock and five minutes, the trap was sprung and the soul
of Samuel Maud Covert was ushered before the Great Ruler, to be judged as weak
and erring humanity can never judge.
His death must have been easy, for but little convulsion of
the frame took place, and even that was a very slight tremor of the
extremities. In three minutes all motion had ceased, and in twenty-one minutes
the corpse was cut down and examined by the surgeons who pronounced life
totally extinct.
REMOVAL OF THE REMAINS
Soon afterward, the body was removed to the main hall of the
Court House, where it was formally delivered to his sister, Mrs. McNeil, to
whom Covert had willed his earthly remains. She, as well as Mrs. Sutton, at the
sight of the coffin containing their brother’s remains uttered the most heart
rending groans and sobs. The gaping crowd which invaded the hall paid but
little attention to their grief, and, indeed, many were disappointed that
Sheriff Butler did not gratify their brutally—morbid curiosity, and let him see
what could be naught but a repulsive sight. In this regard, as well as in every
other arrangement connected with his painful duty, Sheriff Butler and his
assistants deserve the highest enconiums for the humane and considerate manner
in which they performed their task.
Crele, Joseph Crele
The Spirit of Democracy,
The Portage (Wisconsin) Register announces the death of Joseph
Crele, the aged vetran [sic-veteran] of 141 years, which occurred on Saturday,
the 27th of January, after a brief illness, at the residence of his
grand-daughter, Mrs. Brisbois, in Caledonia, about four miles from Portage.
During the past year, Mr. Crele obtained a world-wide
notoriety through the newspapers on account of his extreme longevity.
He was born near the city of
Criner, Peter Criner
The Spirit of Democracy,
Peter Criner, while driving a reaper a few days ago on the farm
of Mrs. Gilmore, in
Cromic, Isaac Cromic
The Spirit of Democracy,
Isaac Cromic, of
The title of neither institution was exactly given in the
will, and the heirs at law are endeavoring to avoid the bequest on that ground.
Crudle, Mr. Crudle
The Spirit of Democracy,
Mr. Crudle, a respectable citizen of
He was shot from the bushes
on the roadside as he was driving along in his wagon, with his little son
sitting beside him. Six shots entered his body, each one inflicting a deathly
wound.
The assassins have not been discovered.
Curry, John Curry
Quinn, Charles Quinn
The Spirit of Democracy,
TRAGEDY AT LEAVENWORTH
A
Murderer Summarily Hung
A policeman named John Curry was murdered in Leavensworth on
Tuesday afternoon last, by Charles Quinn, whom he was attempting to arrest for
gross disturbance of the peace. Quinn stabbed the policeman in the abdomen
several times with a knife. A Mr. Caldwell was severely cut in the right hand
with the knife while endearing to wrest it from the murderer. Mr. Curry soon
died.
He was well known and highly esteemed by the citizens, and
intense indignation ensued, resulting in the murderer being taken from the jail
and summarily hung. The scene is thus described by the Conservative:
“During the afternoon it was evident that the determination of
a certain class of citizens was to take Quinn from the jail and lynch him. This
feeling became more apparent toward evening, and about
After some further parley, a committee was chosen to examine
the building, to ascertain whether Quinn was there. After an absence of about
five minutes—the crowd in the meantime maintaining an unusual silence—the
committee reported that the prisoner would soon be forthcoming, when a howl of
satisfaction went up from the throats of a thousand intent upon his death.
Quinn was shortly brought out of jail, but by whom we are unable to say. Upon
the steps he addressed a few words to those around, but to what purpose or
effect we were unable to hear. He was then hurried to the high ground South of
the jail yard, and East of the residence of Mayor Carney, where he was hung to
a small tree, the rope being passed over a limb and the body swung up from the
ground by the united efforts of perhaps two hundred men. At the tree Quinn
spoke briefly as to his property and its location. He had some, he said in
Galloway and
Scarcely a struggle was perceptible, no convulsive action of
the limbs, and after hanging some minutes the body was lowered, and it having
been determined that it was lifeless, a plank was secured and the corpse taken
to the city and deposited in the Recorder’s Courtroom. What further disposition
was made of it we do not know.
Curtis, Mrs. Willard Curtis
The Spirit of Democracy,
Mrs. Willard Curtis of
Darragh, Mr. Darragh
Darragh, Mrs. Darragh
Darragh, Young daughter Darragh
Rothchilds, Mr. Rothchilds
Rothchilds, Mrs. Rothchilds
Rothchilds, 2 Children Rothchilds
Bolder, Thomas Bolder
The Spirit of Democracy,
THE BURNING OF THE STEAMER FINANCIER
The fire was caused by the carelessness of a lady passenger.
Persons known to be lost—Wife and daughter of Captain Darragh;
Mr. Rothchilds, wife and two children, Thomas Bolder, panrtyman, and six
others, names not known, missing. The crew escaped.
Among the saved are W. H. Holloway, junior, and sisters
Blanche and Mary of Vicksburg. Mr. Holloway was burned but not dangerously. He
behaved nobly.
The boat is a total loss. The passengers and crew lost
everything.
The bodies of Mr. Rothchilds and Mr. Darragh have been
recovered.
Deering, Christopher Deering
Deering, Julia Deering
Deering, John Deering
Deering, Thomas Deering
Deering, Anna Deering
Deering, Emma Deering
Keating, Elizabeth Keating nee Dolan
Carey, Cornelius Carey
The Spirit of Democracy,
A TERRIBLE TRAGEDY
A Whole Family Consisting of Eight Persons Horribly Murdered
The Scene of the Tragedy
The
Murderer—Antoine Probst
One of the most horrible butcheries of human beings—more
atrocious in its terrible details than the Langfelt or the Skupinski murders,
which shocked the community years ago—was made known on the afternoon of
Wednesday, April 11, between 2 and 3 o’clock. The location of the horrible
tragedy, or tragedies, is on
The victims of the murderer are Christopher Deering, aged
thirty-eight years; Julia, his wife, aged thirty-six years; John Deering, son,
aged eight years; Thomas Deering, five years, Annie Deering, four years; Emma
Deering, fourteen months; Mrs. Elizabeth Keating, aged twenty nine; a lad named
Cornelius Carey, aged fourteen years who lived with the family and worked upon
the farm.
The dwelling-house, a two-story frame is located on Jones
Lane, the barn and stable being a short distance off. Mr. Deering was a cattle
dealer and a quiet unostentatious man. He attended strictly to his own
business. He occupied the farm for five or six years, having rented it from the
owner, Mr. James Mitchell. Mr. Deering was last seen alive on Saturday morning,
April 7.
WHERE THE BODIES WERE FOUND
The body of the mother and those of her four children were
found in one corner of the barn, near a small out-house adjoining, which the
remains of the victims were brought to view. It seems as though they were
thrown into one heap, pell mell, and then covered over with dirt and hay. These
unfortunates were terribly mangled about their heads. It would seem that a new,
sharp and bloody axe, that was found in the rear of the dwelling, was the
weapon used by the heartless wretch in committing the horrible crime of murder.
All of them seemed to have been struck on the left side of the forehead, just
above the eye, with the heel of the axe, and then with the blade of this
murderous weapon the demon cut their throats. Such a sight was appalling to the
stoutest nerves. One of the little boys, the youngest, it is believed was so
horribly cut that his head dropped off. The other boy, when discovered, had his
right arm crooked, and partially raised as though fending off the blow that
sent him into eternity. The mother, it is supposed, was defending her baby from
the attack of the infuriated demon, when she was struck down. The babe had
received an awful blow on the upper part of the breast, near the shoulder,
almost severing one of its arms, and also another, a sharp cut on the side of
the head.
It is the opinion of some, and it is probably the most correct
of the theories expressed, that all this bloody work was done on Saturday
morning during the absence of Mr. Deering.
His body, and that of Mrs. Keating, his first cousin, was
found alongside of the barn, and not far distant from the spot the others were discovered.
These bodies were covered over with hay, and one of his feet partly sticking
out led to the discovery of the horrible butchery.
HOW THE DISCOVERY WAS MADE
A man at work fixing up some fences for Mr. Ware, a neighbor,
had his attention called, by a young man, to the fact, that the cattle and
horses of Mr. Deering had not been out of the stable or barn for several days.
He saw them and fed them in the morning. Both went to the spot and on making a
close observation, a part of a foot was discovered sticking out from the hay. A
further examination was made, and the body of Mr. Deering was found, his head
being shockingly mangled. His breast bone protruded to such an extent that it
was driven into his neck. It was a ghastly, sickening sight. His gloves were
found upon his hands. Near his body were the mangled remains of Mrs. Keating,
his cousin. She was also shockingly cut about the head. We learn that she had
been attending the funeral of a relative in
SOMETHING ABOUT THE AXE
The bloody axe, used in this case as the instrument of death,
was found in the yard in the rear of the house. It was new, and sharp as a
razor. It must have been purchased very recently, and somebody must have ground
it since then.
The axe was bloody, in fact, it was the only thing that seemed
to be stained with blood. It was taken in charge by the Coroner, who has
carefully preserved its condition in the same manner in which it was
discovered.
AN ABSENT SON
A son, aged about twelve years, the only survivor of the
family of Mr. Deering was absent on a visit to a relative, in
THE REMOVAL OF THE BODIES
Coroner
A REWARD OFFERED
On the evening of Wednesday, April 11, Mayor McMichael very
promptly offered a reward of $1,000 for the arrest of the murderer of the
Deering family.
THE BODY OF THE MISSING BOY FOUND
The police officers, having been reinforced on Thursday, April
12, at an early hour, recommenced the work of searching for the dead body of
the boy, as no idea of his having been implicated in the deed, because of his
absence, being entertained by the officials. The draining ditches were
carefully examined, while other searchers were examining a deep well within the
barn. Finally, between nine and
THE ARREST OF THE MURDERER
was at length made in the wise: James Dorsey, No. 309, of the
Sixth District made the arrest as follows: While officers Dorsey, Atkinson and
Weldon, were in the immediate vicinity of Twenty-third and Market streets,
between eight and nine o’clock on Thursday evening, a man passed along the
street toward the permanent bridge. Some reference was made to him. Officers
Atkinson and Weldon thought he was an Irishman. Dorsey, however, thought not,
and followed after the stranger from
Officer Dorsey said, “Good evening sir.”
“How-de-do?” replied the suspected stranger.
“You be a Dutchman?” responded the officer.
“No; Is’e be a Frenchman,” replied the other.
“Where are you going?”
“Over the bridge.”
“You are, are you?”
“Yase”
“When did you shave your goatee?”
“On Monday.”
“Are you sure did then?”
“Yase.”
The officer at once came to the conclusion that the stranger
ought to be arrested.
“Well, then, said the officer, preparing for an emergency, “I
want you to come with me down
“Yase,” replied the stranger.
He accompanied the officer down
VOLUNTARY STATEMENT
In a conversation with officers Atkinson and Weldon, we
learned that the prisoner voluntarily confessed in his cell, at the Ninth Ward
station house, that he murdered the boy Cornelius but denied having murdered
any of the Deering family, that an accomplice had massacred them.
ANOTHER STATEMENT
Mrs. Dolan, the mother of Mrs. Elizabeth Keating, a widow, one
of the victims, was taken to the station house, and the prisoner was brought
into her presence. She at once identified him as the man who had been in the
employ of Mr. Deering. Mrs. Dolan removed the necktie from the neck of the
prisoner and identified it as one which she had made for Mr. Deering, and had
often fixed it on him. She then asked the prisoner why he murdered the family,
but he made no reply.
DESCRIPTION OF THE MURDERER
Probst is about five feet eleven inches in height, broad
shouldered, slightly bent forward, florid complexion, low broad forehead, light
blue eyes deeply sunken, yellowish hair, rather thin, wears a small light
mustache. His nose is small and flat, and appears to have been broken at some
time. The thumb of his right hand is missing and has apparently been cut off a
considerable length of time as it is entirely healed. He wore a brown-striped
sack coat, a dirty grayish-looking pair of pants and vest, a slouch felt hat of
a dingy- yellow color.
WHO
DID THE WORK OF MURDER
It is conceded by everybody who has made an examination of the
bodies of the victims, that one man did the whole of the shocking work. There
is a remarkable similarity in the wounds. That which seems to strengthen the
belief that Probst committed all the murders in the purely mechanical way in
which he must have held the weapon, because of the loss of his thumb. The
pocket-books of Mr. Deering and Mrs. Keating were found upon Probst. They were
quite empty.
PROBST
TAKEN TO PRISON
About
VERDICT OF THE CORONER’S JURY
The Jury returned the following verdict: “That the said Christopher Deering, Julia Deering, John
Deering, Thomas Deering, Anna Deering, Emily Deering, Elizabeth Dolan and Cornelius Carey, came to their death
from the effect of blows inflicted by Antoine Probst, at the house of
Christopher Deering, Jones Lane, in the First Ward, of the city of Philadelphia,
April 7, 1866.
Dickey, Mr. Dickey
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A merchant by the name of Dickey, of the firm of Dickey &
Son was assaulted and murdered a few nights ago while sitting in his store
door, at
Dickinson, Daniel S. Dickinson
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Hon. Daniel S. Dickinson died in
Dinsmore, Mr. Dinsmore
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MURDER IN
WASHINGTON COUNTY, PA.
The
Murderers Identified and Arrested
A dreadful murder was committed in
It seems that a man named Robert
Fogle was one of the murderers, and has confessed his crime. He is now in jail
at
Dominica, Sister Dominica
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Sister Dominica, head of the Order of “Sisters of St.
Francis of the Poor,” in this country, died in
Drake, A. B. Drake
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A man calling himself Dr. A. B. Drake, committed suicide at
Drake, Thomas M. Drake
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Thomas M. Drake, of
Drum,
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DRUM—July 12, after a long illness of chronic disease, Mrs.
Lydia Drum, wife of Simon Drum, aged 67 years, 6 months and 10 days.
Mr. Drum was one of the pioneer mothers, whose early life was
spent in enduring the hardships incident to the families who first settled the
county.
Her first education was that of the thicket field and spinning
wheel. By such industry and perseverance she proved herself justly claim to be
one of those mothers who justly claim to be a benefactor of society.
One thing which was a source of remorse to her in her last
hours, was that she had forgotten the one thing needful, and spent the greater
part of her life unconcerned about religion. However, in her last hours, she
expressed a desire of being gathered home and to be a partaker of that
atonement which is for all the children of men.
A funeral sermon of the deceased will be preached at the
Conner meeting house,
Duffield, Upton Douglas Duffield
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DUFFIELD—At
“Ah! Little thought we Death had sprung
An arrow from his
bow,
Or that his aim was at the life
Of one we cherished
so,
He was the idol of our hearts—
A creature pure and
fair—
Heaven desired one angel more,
And God has called
him there.
Dunlevy, James M. Dunlevy
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SHOCKING OCCURRENCE—MAN TORN TO PIECES
A frightful occurrence transpired about
Deceased, accompanied by an acquaintance, visited the mill for
the purpose of seeing a friend employed there, and, on stepping back to make
way for a man attending one of the rolls, fell backwards, and was caught on a
key on the fly-wheel, and in less time than it takes us to write, it was ground
to a jelly. His death was instantaneous, and nothing that could have been done
in his behalf would have availed to save his life.
Coroner
The deceased resided with his mother at Midway Station, on the
Steubenville Railroad, and was a very worthy young man. His death will be a
terrible blow to her. (
Evans, John W. Evans
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At a place called Hardscrabble, or Elliott’s Tavern, three
miles south of Williamstown, Grant County, Ky., on Monday evening last, JOHN W.
EVANS was killed by three men named Frank Little, James Little and Wm. Turner.
The body of Evans was riddled, eighteen balls having taken
effect in it.
Deceased was connected at one time with the provost guard of
the county.
We were unable to learn the cause of the difficulty.
Turner was arrested, but the two Little’s made their escape.
Evans, Madison Evans
The Spirit of Democracy,
The doctor armed himself with a revolver and dissecting knife,
and sought the seducer. He went to the house of Evans, who was not at home, and
informed his wife that he would kill him on sight. The Doctor subsequently met
Evans, and to be sure of his man inquired who he was. The Doctor then fired his
revolver, wounding Evans in the hip severely but not fatally. Then he drew his
dissecting knife and nearly cut off the head of his victim, and continued
stabbing him until death ensued, Evans begging for his life.
It appears, from subsequent developments, that Evans had been
attempting the seduction of the girl for three years. The Doctor and Evans were
neighbors; hence the atrocity of the deed. Evans was a Campbellite preacher,
and for several years had been engaged in teaching and for some time was
Professor in the
The parties to the tragedy have a large circle of relatives,
and the affair has created intense excitement.
Evans, a short time ago went off with the wife of Mr. Johnson
of
Fallon, Mrs. Fallon
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A drunk man named Fallon murdered his wife in Worchester,
Mass, on the 16th. He was arrested.
Fallon, Mrs. Thomas Fallon
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A shocking murder was perpetrated in
The cry of murder was raised, and on hearing it Fallon
attempted to escape, but was arrested. He did not deny the crime, and said that
he had used a brick in making the murderous attack.
Mrs. Fallon died about
Fetter, Mrs. Fetter
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WIFE MURDER AND ARSON
A man by the name of Fetter, living in the North part of this
county, shot and then set his house on fire, which was consumed, together with
the remains of his wife.
His little girl, an only child aged six years, escaped by
the advice of her dying mother, to tell the story to her nearest neighbors. The
murderer is now in the hands of the sheriff. May justice speedily overtake him. J.H.H.
Fowler, Kate Fowler
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Miss Kate Fowler, of
She very soon became delirious and died soon after.
Gallagher, Young son Gallagher
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We have been informed that a son of Benjamin Gallagher, of
Cross Roads, in this county, shot and killed himself a few days ago. It is the
same old story.
He attempted to blow into his gun to see if it was loaded,
holding back the hammer with his foot. His foot slipped and the gun went off,
sending the ball through his brain. When will persons learn to be careful when
handling fire-arms? Jackson
(O.) Standard
Gardner, Mathew Gardner
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Mathew Gardner, a farmer of Middleburgh,
He was sixty years old, and gave as a reason for the
self-destruction that he had lived long enough.
Garvin, Mr. Garvin
Garvin, Miss Garvin
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Mr. Garvin and daughter were murdered near Orangeburg, S. C.
last Thursday, by two freedmen.
The murderers have been
arrested.
Given, Wm. Given
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Judge Wm. Given, died at
Judge Given was Colonel of the 102d. Ohio Regiment during the
war, and leaves an honorable record as a soldier and jurist.
Glasure, Rev. Glasure
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Rev. Glasure, of the Christian denominations, died in
Godman, Captain Godman
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EXPLOSION OF THE GEN. LYTLE
No one on the
Capt. Godman, of
the Lytle, is dead. His remains are now lying at the residence, of his
brother-in-law, Col. S. B. Lang of this city.
The Captain of the
The engineer of the Lytle, who is very badly scalded;
says his boat was carrying but one hundred and fifty-five pounds of steam when
the accident occurred. It is supposed that from ten to twenty lives were lost.
All the deckhands and the firemen are lost. The passengers marked missing are
supposed to be killed. The Lytle, after the accident, took fire, but the flames
were extinguished and the wreck towed ashore.
The killed and wounded were brought to this city, and are
receiving the kindest attention from our citizens. The Lytle is almost a total
wreck.
Godman, William Godman
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KILLED BY MEDICINE—A man named William Godman, in
He swallowed an entire bottle of Perry Davis Pain Killer, and
followed it with a dose of laudanum. He did not take the cholera, but the
remedy did the business for him most effectually. A deep sleep succeeded the
heroic doses of the antidote from which the unfortunate man never awoke.
Greene, Miss Greene
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Last May a young girl named Miss Greene disappeared from
Her family identified the remains by clothes and shoes, which
were well preserved, and by her reticule, books, caps, etc.
It appears that she purchased corrosive sublimate, and went to
a lonely place to die, but the cause of the suicide is not revealed.
Grimes, Thomas Grimes
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A few days ago Dr. Morse accidentally discharged the contents
of his gun into the bowels of Thomas Grimes, killing him almost instantly.
They were out rabbit hunting, and lived in
Grinder, Martha Grinder
Caruthers, Mary Caroline Caruthers
The Spirit of Democracy,
In pursuance of the sentence of the law, approved by his
Excellency, Governor Andrew G. Curtin, MARTHA GRINDER was executed in the yard
of the county prison today for the murder of MARY CAROLINE CARUTHERS.
Mrs. Grinder, from facts developed on her trial, and since
discovered, was probably the most hellish fiend who ever lived, completely
outstripping the Borgia, Brinvilliers or Madam Gottfried in deeds of murder.
Her execution is _____ and proper, and we hope it may serve as a warning to all
who feel inclined to take the lives of their fellow-beings. The following
interesting resume of the case of this unfortunate woman, carefully prepared
from official
data, will be read with
interest:
ARREST OF MARTHA GRINDER
On Friday morning, August 24, James A. Caruthers appeared
before Mayor Lowry and made information charging Mrs. Martha Grinder, with the
murder of his wife, Mary Caroline Caruthers, by means of poison. A warrant was
issued and placed in the hands of officers Messner and Herron, who preceded to
her house in Gray’s Alley,
STATEMENT OF JAMES A. CARUTHERS
In June last I resided in Gray’s Alley,
Dr. Irish came soon after and
informed us that there was something wrong about the house, and advised us to
leave and go to the country. Told my wife not to eat anything more prepared by
Mrs. Grinder, she did not do so, and on Saturday afternoon we went to
ATTEMPT TO POISON MR. CARUTHERS
On the 7th of July I returned to
RETURN OF MRS. CARUTHERS TO THE CITY
My wife arrived at home on the evening of the same day, July
14, about
MRS. GRINDER’S HOUSE SEARCHED—POISON FOUND
The Mayor, believing that a careful search of her house would
reveal some traces of the poisons used by this woman in her hellish murder,
dispatched an officer to her residence for that purpose, and after a most rigid
examination of the whole building, he succeeded in finding several papers
containing a fine white powder, together with a small pitcher filled with milk.
These he brought to the Mayor’s office, when they were sent to Prof. Otto Wuth
for analysis. That gentleman pronounced the poison to be antimony, and on
examination of the milk, found it to be highly impregnated with poison. It was
also understood that Mr. G. had purchased large quantities of the poisod
[sic-poison] from a well known drug store in
EXHUMATION OF THE REMAINS OF MRS. CARUTHERS
On the 30th of August, Coroner Clawson, accompanied
by Dr. Geo. L. M. Cook and Mr. Caruthers, husband of the deceased, visited New
Castle, and exhumed the remains of Mrs. Caruthers, which were interred in the
cemetery at that place. A portion of the remains were brought to the city and
placed in the hands of Otto Wuth, for analysis, he having conducted the
previous examination. The analysis occupied several days, and on Friday, Sept.
8, the jury, which had been previously impaneled, met at the Mayor’s Office for
the purpose of completing their investigations. Professor Wuth testified in
relation to the result of the analysis, and stated that he had discovered both
arsenic and antimony in the remains. Several other witnesses were examined. The
jury, after due deliberation, rendered a verdict to the effect that the
deceased, Mary C. Caruthers, came to her death from poison administered by
Martha Grinder.
ARRAIGNMENT OF THE PRISONER
On Monday, Oct. 23, the prisoner was arraigned in the regular
form, and in answer to the usual interrogatory, “Guilty or not guilty?” replied
in a clear, audiable voice, “Not guilty, as God is my Judge!” The trial was
then proceeded with and occupied five days. All the witnesses examined were
called by the Commonwealth. The defense offered no testimony. The case was
submitted to the jury at about
SENTENCE OF DEATH
The prisoner remained in jail until the morning of Nov. 25, at
which time she was brought into court for sentence. During the interim which
occurred, the jail was daily visited by scores of persons seeking an interview
with the prisoner. But comparatively few, however, were admitted, the prison
rules being rigorous in this particular. On the morning of the 25th
the prisoner was brought into court, immediately after Marshall and Frecke had
been sentenced. On being placed in the box Judge Sterrett directed her to stand
up, and inquired if she had anything to say why the sentence of death should
not be pronounced upon her. She replied that she was innocent, and charged Mr.
Caruthers with conspiracy against her. She continued speaking in a rambling,
almost in coherent manner for some time, and finally sank down on her seat. She
was assisted to her feet again, when His Honor pronounced the fearful sentence
of the law. She was then remanded to the jail to await the execution of the
sentence.
THE EXECUTION—LAST SCENE IN THE DRAMA
At precisely fifteen minutes past 1 o’clock Sheriff Stewart,
accompanied by Deputy Sheriff Cluley, proceeded to the cell of the doomed
woman, and on entering Mrs. Grinder remarked, “ Are you coming for me? The
Sheriff replied, “Yes, Mrs. Grinder.” She calmly arose and said, Jesus Christ
is coming for me too.” The Sheriff then pinioned her arms, and the funeral
procession moved slowly down stairs, the Sheriff in advance, followed by the
condemned, and supported on her right by the Rev. Holmes and on the left by
Rev. Sinsabaugh. Following were Dr. A. G. McCandless, Thomas M. Marshall, Esq.
and Deputy Sheriff Cluley. The procession then moved slowly to the prison yard
and Mrs. Grinder with a firm step, mounted to the platform of the dread
instrument of death, and took a seat in the chair on the trap door. After a
short prayer by the Rev. Holmes, that gentlemen bid her farewell, when she
requested him to stay by her. She then bid farewell to Mr. Sonsebaugh [sic-Sinsabaugh]
Mr. Marshall, Dr. McCandless and Deputy Cluley. The Sheriff advanced and
requested her to arise, and, binding her clothing about her feet, bid her a
final good-by, to which she replied; “I am going to Heaven and hope to meet you
there.” He then adjusted the rope, placed the cap in its place, and descending
the scaffold, sprung the trigger at twenty minutes past one, the trap fell, and
the soul of Mrs. Grinder was launched into eternity.
CONFESSION OF THE CONDEMNED
After the trap fell, the following confession was furnished to
the members of the press:
In view of my departure, in a few hours, from earth, I want to
say that I acknowledge my guilt in the case of Mrs. Caruthers, and also in the
case of Miss Buchanan. But I am innocent of all charges made against me in the
papers for poisoning people.
But bad as I have been, I feel that God for Christ’s sake has
forgiven me; and through his mercy I hope to find an entrance into heaven. I
die without any hard feelings to any one—forgiving all as I hope to be
forgiven.
Mr. Stewart has been very kind to me—doing all in his power to
make me comfortable, and I pray that he may be assisted in his duty and be
rewarded for his kindness. Mr. White has also been very kind and has treated me
with respect always. May God be good to him.
If I had been faithful to my Church duties, it would have been
different with me now; but I am thankful that God is so good as to return to me
now that I do come back to him.
Her
Martha[ X ]Grinder
Mark
WITNESSES: C. A. Holmes, H. Sinsabaugh
Guthridge, Owen Guthridge
The Spirit of Democracy,
Last week Addison Parkinson, a wealthy citizen of Joseph
County, Indiana, killed a young man named Owen Guthridge for the seduction of
his daughter, an interesting girl of fourteen or fifteen years. Mr. P. made no
attempt to escape.
Haley, Wm. Haley
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Wm. Haley, a constable in
Hall, Margaret Hall
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HALL—In this place, on Sunday evening, the 17th
inst., Mrs. Margaret Hall, wife of Thomas J. Hall, in the forty third of her
age.
Halligan, Bernard Halligan
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DEATH OF A MISER
There died recently in the borough of Willmore,
He was, we believe, a common laborer by occupation, unmarried,
and lived alone in the meanest manner in the most cheerless domicile. Previous
to his death he had his will drawn up, bequeathing the bulk of his possessions
to a sister in
He subsequently had one of his neighbors called in, to whom he
committed the care of an old trunk, which, after his death was opened, and is
said to have contained some $700 in gold and silver, together with a
considerable sum in green-backs. So miserable did this old man live that when
his neighbors came to prepare his body for sepulcher, not a shred of clean
linen could be found in the house with which to dress it.
Everything in and about his miserable abode bore the impress
of squalid poverty and the utmost degredation.
Hartpense, E. Hartpense
Kelly, Mr. Kelly
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MORE DEEDS OF
BLOOD—TWO MURDERS LAST NIGHT
The vicinity of Miller’s Alley, that is the short alley that
runs from
The second murder last night, or the attempt thereat, was on
Hatten, Charles Hatten
The Spirit of Democracy,
Charles Hatten was killed in
Hawkins, Moses Hawkins
The Spirit of Democracy,
While Mr. Moses Hawkins, an old and prominent resident of
Headlee, Samuel S. Headlee
The Spirit of Democracy,
MURDER OF A CLERGYMAN IN MISSOURI
From the
DEAR FRIEND: Another man has fallen a martyr to intolerance.
That man of God, the Rev Samuel S. Headlee, of the St. Louis Conference, is no
more. He was killed day before yesterday for preaching the Gospel. The
circumstances are as follows: He had an appointment to preach and to organize
the church at Pleasant View, a meeting house in the county, belonging to the M.
E. Church, South. On the 28th and 29th of July there had
been threats made that if he preached, he would never preach again. The day
came; there were a number of men, women and children present to hear the preacher;
they thought they were made to deter. There was also some twenty or more armed
men present, headed by a member of the church, North.—Before the preacher came,
the leader and his men seemed to be mad. They said he should not preach, and
threatened to use violence if he attempted. The preacher went to them, and
tried in a very mild way to persuade them to be cool and reasonable. He told
them to be cool and reasonable. He told them if he violated any law in
preaching, to enforce the law, for he was willing to abide the consequences.
The leader said he cared nothing for the law, “ there is my law,” pointing to
his armed men. The preacher then asked him if he would* let him preach if he
and his friends went to their own land. They said they would not molest him.
Mr. H. and his friends then started off. When they had gone about half a mile,
some of the armed men came galloping along. One of them drew his revolver and
shot Mr. H. three times. Two shots entered his body; the other hit his arm. He
died last night at
Herron, (4 infants) Herron
The Spirit of Democracy,
We learn from the Noble County News, that Mrs. Herron’s four
children, at one birth, are all dead. Previous to their burial a photograph was
taken of them, as they laid side by side in one coffin. The four weighed twelve
pounds.
One hundred and fifty dollars have been raised to erect a monument
over their grave.
Hobaugh, Jas. M. Hobaugh
The Spirit of Democracy,
HOBAUGH—On the 6th inst. at
Hobaugh, William Hobaugh 2nd obit
Hobaugh, James Hobaugh 2nd obit
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William Hobaugh and his son, James Hobaugh, formerly residents
of Miltonsburg, this county, died of the cholera in
Hobaugh, Wm. O. P. Hobaugh
The Spirit of Democracy,
HOBAUGH—On the 6th inst, at
Hofer, Rosanna Hofer
The Spirit of Democracy,
HOFER—On the 25th ult, in Baresville, Mrs. Rosanna
Hofer, in her 27th year.
“Our lives are rivers, gliding free
To
that unfathomed, boundless sea,
Thither all earthly pomp and boost
Roll,
to be swallowed up and lost
In one
dark wave.”
.
“Her soul to Him, who gave
it, rose;
God lead it to its long repose,
It’s glorious rest!
And though the dear one’s sun has set,
Its light shall linger round us yet,
Bright, radiant, blest.”
Hopkins, Clara Hopkins
The Spirit of Democracy,
A young lady in
Hughes, John W. Hughes 2nd obit
Parsons, Miss Parsons/
The Spirit of Democracy,
EXECUTION OF DR. HUGHES
A special dispatch from
The execution of Dr. John W. Hughes, the seducer, forger, bigamist
and murderer, took place today. He was hung in the jail of this county, in
private, according to the laws of the State.
On the 9th of August, Dr. Hughes, a physician of
education and talent, a native of the Isle of Man, thirty-three years of age,
deliberately murdered Miss Parsons, a person whom he had previously seduced,
and by a forged decree of divorce from his first wife had induced her to
accompany him to Pittsburg, where he married her. He was arrested, convicted of
bigamy and sent to the penitentiary, but was pardoned out by Governor Curtin.
After the murder of Miss Parsons, of
This is one of the most remarkable cases in the annals of
crime in this country. Dr. Hughes was a man of more than ordinary intelligence,
and was highly educated in his profession. During his trial and incarceration
of six months, he has shown the utmost command over himself, and his conduct
has been entirely exemplary.
On Wednesday night he attempted to commit suicide by taking a
large dose of morphine which he had surreptitiously obtained and concealed in
his cell, but the attempt was discovered in time and thwarted. During the day
up to the hour of execution he was perfectly composed, and on the scaffold made
a long, but rather incoherent speech, expressing his views upon religious and
other subjects and acknowledging his firm belief in doctrines of spiritualism.
He acknowledged the justice of the sentence of death and died
without a struggle. This case has created the greatest interest in this city
and vicinity during the trial and up to the execution today. An attempt was
made to induce Governor Cox to commute his sentence, which failed. The justice
of the execution is acknowledged on all hands.
Hughes, John W. Hughes
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John W. Hughes, the murderer of Miss Parson, was hanged at
Humphreys, Joseph Humphreys
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Hon. Joseph Humphreys, ex-member of Congress from the State of
Hutchings, William Hutchings
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William Hutchings died in
Hutchinson, Elizabeth Hutchinson
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James, Clinton James
The Spirit of Democracy,
A man named Clinton James was shot dead in the American
Theater,
In the confusion John Price,
his murderer, escaped. Both were sporting
men.
Johnson, Cave Johnson
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CAVE JOHNSON DEAD
Cave Johnson, Postmaster General under President Polk, died at
his residence at
Jones, Isaac A. Jones
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JONES—Thursday, Aug. 23, Isaac A., son of Samuel P. and Mary
Jones, aged 38 years and 10 months.
Jones, Young daughter Jones
The Spirit of Democracy,
The Dodgeville (
Judkins, Maggie Judkins
The Spirit of Democracy,
JUDKINS—On the morning on the 12th inst., Maggie,
infant daughter of J.T. and J. E. Judkins, of this place.
Kelly, Mrs. Stephen Kelly
The Spirit of Democracy,
Stephen Kelly, of
He has been sentenced to ten years in the penitentiary
therefore.
Koch, Jacob Koch
The Spirit of Democracy,
A singular suicide occurred at
Kueamaul, Mrs. John Kueamaul
The Spirit of Democracy,
On last Friday night the wife of John Kueamaul, of
She was discovered at its foot in her night clothes, frozen to
death.
Lane, Jim Lane
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Lane, Judge Lane
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DEATH OF
Judge Lane, late Chief
Justice of the Supreme Court of Ohio, died this evening.
Latta, Elizabeth Latta
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LATTA—Dec. 17, Mrs. Elizabeth Latta, relict of John Latta, dec’d,
aged 75 years.
Latta, John Latta
The Spirit of Democracy,
LATTA—In
Lear, Young Daughter Lear
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Mrs. Lear and her three daughters who live in
One of the daughters is dead, and the other is not expected to
live.
Lewis, Mrs. Lewis
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A Mrs. Lewis, living near Manchester, Ind. One night last
week, in a fit of insanity, jumped into a neighbors’ well and was found dead
next morning.
Logan, Jeremiah Logan
The Spirit of Democracy,
DEATH FROM A SNAKEBITE
We learn that a most horrible death from Snakebite occurred at
Our informant states that while Mr. Jeremiah Logan, was
passing through his oat field, he suddenly trod on a copperhead snake, one of
the most venomous species of reptiles found in the State, and in an instant its
fangs were imbedded in his right leg causing at the same time only a slight
tingling pain. The snake then glided out of sight, while Mr. Logan after a
brief search, proceeded about his outdoor labors. Nothing serious was
apprehended in consequence of the bite till after the lapse of half an hour or
three quarters, when, the pain becoming annoying, he deemed it best to go to
his residence and apply some remedy. External and Internal use of whiskey and
laudanum was resorted to, but instead of receiving relief, the wound began
rapidly to swell and spread, till the family became alarmed and dispatched a
servant for a physician. Before, however, the services of any could be
obtained, Mr. Logan’s condition continued to get worse till the close of the
day, (about six hours after he was bitten) when he became wild and delirious,
and spasm after spasm ensued, lasting till late in the night, when he died in a
most agonizing manner. His leg and almost his whole person, we are informed
were very much swollen, when he died and presented a light purplish green
color, thus showing that the poison had disseminated itself through the whole
system. One of these deadly serpents was killed on the farm of Mr. Slaughter,
in
Longfellow, Joseph Longfellow
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Joseph Longfellow, of
Lukerd, Godfrey Lukerd
Riddle, Mrs. Riddle
The Spirit of Democracy,
The body of a drowned man was taken out of the river at
Baresville, this county, on Monday, the 22d.
The remains were recognized by Mr. Jacob Grobal as being
Godfrey Lukerd, the murderer of Mrs. Riddle, in Center Wheeling on Saturday the
20th. It is presumed that immediately after committing the murder,
Lukerd ran down to the river and drowned himself.
Luther, Catherine Luther
The Spirit of Democracy,
The last descendent of Martin Luther has just died at
Mariahilf.
Her name was Catherine Luther. She was a Catholic and so was
her father.
Mariahilf is well known for a celebrated pilgrimage in honor
of the Virgin Mary, which takes place there every year.
Mann, Peter Mann
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AN OLD SETTLER GONE—Mr. Peter Mann, one of the oldest settlers
in
He was born in
He leaves a wife and eleven children, and numerous grandchildren.
March, Henry March
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A
Marshall, Benjamin B. Marshall
Freeke, August Freeke
The Spirit of Democracy,
Marshall made a confession before the trial implicating
Freeke, who, although the testimony against him was conclusive, persisted in
declaring his innocence to the last, calling on Marshall on the scaffold to
clear him of the charge.
Mason, Elizabeth Mason
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MASON—Oct. 29, Mrs. Elizabeth Mason, wife of John Mason,
deceased, of Benton Tp.,
Mason, John Mason
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MASON—Sep. 15, Mr. John Mason, of
McAnaspey, Richard McAnaspey
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Richard McAnaspey, formerly a resident of this county, died
the 8th inst at
McCammon, Caroline McCammon
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McCAMMON—On the 12th inst., of Bilious fever,
Caroline McCammon, aged 12 years, daughter of Mr. James McCammon, of this
township.
McCormick, Josephine McCormick
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Miss Josephine McCormick, a young lady nineteen years of age,
was instantly killed at
Fitzpatrick, John B. Fitzpatrick
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Right Rev. John B. Fitzpatrick, Catholic Bishop of
McIntire, Martin McIntire
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The Cadiz Sentinel understands that a foul murder was
committed at Perryville,
McIntire died in a short time. The murderer is in jail at
McIntyre, Young daughter McIntyre
The Spirit of Democracy,
A day or two since Mr. Hiram McIntyre, of
McLaughlin, Mr. McLaughlin
McLaughlin, Mrs. McLaughlin
McLaughlin, (5 young children) McLaughlin
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TERRIBLE CALAMITY—A family named McLaughlin, husband, wife and
five children, the parents aged 40 and 38 years, the children from 5 to 13,
living on a branch of the Iowa River, were all drowned on the night of the 1st
ult., by a heavy storm-flood that encompassed their dwelling, driving them, in
their night clothes, to seek safety in a wagon, which the father hastily
harnessed up, but which was furiously swept away. All were lost, the mother and
her two younger children not yet being found.—Dayton Empire
McMahon, Kate McMahon
The Spirit of Democracy,
Kate McMahon, a beautiful Irish girl, died of lock jaw at
Menter, Captain Menter
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Captain Menter, who was shot by a burglar at
Mills, John Mills
The Spirit of Democracy,
A man named James Thornton shot and killed his neighbor, John Mills, at Farmland,
Montgomery, Alexander Montgomery
The Spirit of Democracy,
The Newark Advocate of last Friday has the following notice of
the death of one of the oldest preachers in the country:
“Died, at his daughter’s residence, near Pataskala,
Rev. A. Montgomery was born
in the City of
Mr. Montgomery received a liberal
education, and has been an intinerant preacher over half a century. He
unfortunately lost his sight when fifty years old; he was at the time of his
death in his ninety-seventh year, his mind sound and voice strong to his last
moments; he has, since he lost his sight, traveled over twenty-seven States,
preaching to large congregations, His first vote was for Washington, his last
for McClellan; his last prayer was for the President of the United States and
his restoration policy. He had an appointment at
Montjoy, John Montjoy
The Spirit of Democracy,
UNFORTUNATE HOMICIDE
From the
Maysville (KY) Bulletin, Oct. 25
John Montjoy, of this county, killed his twin brother James,
at the house of Mr. Fred Weedon, on Saturday last; under the following
circumstances:
There had on the previous day
been some contention between them in regard to a horse trade, but not supposed
to be serious and the morning of the unfortunate affair, James had gone to Mr.
Weedon’s to purchase a horse. While setting upon the portico, John with his
wife came into the yard, and seeing his brother, remarked to Weedon, in an
excited manner, “Do you know you have a damned thief on your premises?” Weedon,
apprehending from the violent manner of John, and the nature of the remark,
that some dispute might ensue, endeavored to get John into the house, that the
brothers might not be together, and walked on into the house, supposing John
was following, John, however, stopped on the portico, and hearing blows
accompanied by a jingling, metallic sound, came out in time to see John on top
of his brother James, and beating him violently over the head. The instrument
used by him was two links of a heavy iron log-chain, weighing at least two
pounds, and with which the head of James was severely cut in several places.
While James was thus receiving the blows of his brother, he drew his knife and
stabbed him fatally. James immediately surrendered himself, and stated that
when Weedon stepped into the house, John struck him across the head, his hat
being off and staggered him a few steps, and repeating the blow, knocked him
off the porch on the sward, where Weedon found them. Mr. Weedon made every
effort to pull John off, and dragged him clinging to his brother some distance.
James is seriously injured.
The case was fully
investigated before Mayor Daulton, of this city, who, after hearing all the
testimony, was satisfied the homicide had been committed in self-defense, and
discharged the defendant.
The two brothers had been
remarkably attached to each other, living upon the same farm, which they
jointly owned, and in constant habits of association, so much so that they were
seldom away from home when they did not go together. As well may be supposed
the unfortunate affair has overwhelmed the survivor with an intolerable grief.
Moody, George Moody
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Col. George Moody, a prominent lawyer of Port Gibson, Miss,
was assassinated in his office on the evening of the 15th.
Moose, Joseph Moose
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MOOSE—On the 31st of April, after a long protracted
illness, Mr. Joseph Moose, aged 66 years, 4 months and 19 days.
In the death of Mr. Moose society has lost a benefactor, a
good citizen, and one who has long officially served his fellow-men. His family
has lost a kind father, a loved parent and one whose greatest desire was to
govern his household according to order and virtue. His last days were
accompanied with bright evidence that he expected to be gathered with his
fathers and enter more fully upon those joys that await him in the skies. Com.
Morrill, John C. Morrill
The Spirit of Democracy,
Died—In Des Arc, Ark., on
The subject of this obituary was born in the State of Ohio,
where he resided for several years, from thence to Memphis, Tennessee, where he
resided until about eight years previous to his death, when he moved to this
county.—
He left behind him a number of warm and true friends. He was
truly one of the “noblest works of God, an honest man,” he was quiet and
unassuming in his manners, and esteemed and beloved by a large circle of
acquaintances and friends and dear relations to mourn over his departure and
cherish his memory.
Death, under any circumstances, so far as it refers to the
separation of those ties of affection and friendship which bind the members of
the family to each other, can not but be regarded as an occasion for
lamentation.
That which renders the death of the subject of this notice
peculiarly afflictive, is the removal of the stay and hope of his family. That
tender parental regard which was evidenced by the provision he had made for
them—his daily watchfulness and attention to the wants of those who stood in
this near relationship, causes them to feel this ______ most severely. But like
David, who, while his sons’ life was prolonged, wept, refusing to be comforted,
now that Death has performed its office, they find consolation in the
reflection that though he cannot return to us we shall soon go to him.
A wife, fond and devoted, bereft of him who had long been her
companion, who, when despondency and gloom as a dark cloud rested over his
earthly prospects, dispelled that cloud by words as gentle and kind as they
were encouraging and hopeful, deeply deplores and laments her loss, which she
cannot but regard as his gain. A wife sheds the bitter tears which the
remembrance of a husband’s love, a husband’s precept and a husband’s example
can alone wring from the heart of woman when the grave closes over the mortal
remains of the loved and lost, and severs her from the warm embrace of a
devoted husband. The grave of our Beloved Brother will long be bedewed with the
tears of a wife’s affection and love.
Sad as this dispensation appears, it is a source of
consolation, indeed, the only source, that He who gave has taken away, and that
with those nearest related, who knew his hopes, his friends are permitted to
say, “ Blessed be the name of the Lord.”
“ Weep not
for those
Who sink within the arms of death
Ere yet the chilling wintry breath
Of sorrow o’er them blows.
But weep for them who here remain,
The mournful heritors of pain,
Condemned to see each bright joy fade!
And mark grief’s melancholy shade
Flung o’er Hope’s fairest rose.
Weep not for him who dieth—
For he sleeps and is at rest;
And the couch whereon he lieth
Is the green earth’s quiet breast.”
To many of the citizens of
Morris, Alfred Morris
Hall, Seaborn Hall
The Spirit of Democracy,
A terrible tragedy occurred in
Alfred Morris plunged a knife into the bosom of Seaborn Hall, inflicting a mortal
wound. Levi Hall, a brother of Seaborn, run to separate them, but was too late.
Levi then drew a pistol and sent a bullet through the brain of Morris killing
him instantly.
Morris, Nathan Morris
Ward, Mr. Ward
The Spirit of Democracy,
It is currently reported that NATHAN MORRIS, who is under
bonds to appear at our next term of court to answer the charge of killing young
WARD recently lost his life. It is said that on his way from
Some thought the report merely a trick to save his securities,
but it seems to be tolerably well authenticated.
Morrison, John Morrison
Morrison, Mrs. John Morrison
The Spirit of Democracy,
John Morrison, a farmer, being obliged to cross the river,
recently, about one mile from St. Louis, and wishing to avoid paying toll,
drove his two horse team across the ice and broke through. He was accompanied
by his wife, and both were drowned.
Mosely, Mary Mosely
The Spirit of Democracy,
Last week Mrs. Mary Mosely, twenty-two or twenty three years
old, a spiritualist, for no other alleged cause then that she was tired of
life, committed suicide at Rochester, N. Y.
Murphy, Benjamin Murphy
The Spirit of Democracy,
Benjamin Murphy, formerly of this place was killed near
Hendrysburg,
Naylor, John Naylor
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Nineteen persons who were 100 years old and over, died last
year, five of them in England.
One of the five, John Naylor of Hegay, was 117 years old.
Nelly, Mary Nelly
The Spirit of Democracy,
A New York Dispatch says: Mrs. Mary Nelly was mysteriously
murdered near
The murder is supposed to have been committed by her husband,
who has disappeared.
Nelson, John E. Nelson
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Mr. John E. Nelson, of
Nelson, P. H. Nelson
The Spirit of Democracy,
The body of Confederate General P. H. Nelson has just been
found among the debris of the battlefield around
Nugent, Jennie Nugent
The Spirit of Democracy,
A MOTHER MURDERS HER CHILD
The Wheeling Intelligencer of Wednesday the 5th
inst. says:
Yesterday it was discovered that a most sickening tragedy had
been enacted on Tuesday at the Packer Hotel, opposite our office.
A married woman, named Minnie Nugent, came to this city from
O’Brian, Mrs. Jas. O’Brian
The Spirit of Democracy,
Jas. O’Brian shot his wife dead, near
Oglebay, Young son Oglebay
The Spirit of Democracy,
RECOVERED—The body of Mr. C. Oglebay’s son, who was drowned
near that gentleman’s mill (about three miles West of Bridgeport) on Wednesday,
was recovered several hours after the sad occurrence, a short distance below
the dam.
A number of workmen were engaged in repairing the damage done
to the dam by the August freshet, when the boy began to push logs out into the
creek. One of the pieces of timber was about to float away, when the lad started
into the water after it; he had not proceeded far before he got beyond his
depth and before assistance could be rendered he was drowned.—Wheeling
Register, Oct. 5.
Mr. Crispin Oglebay was formerly a resident of
Paine, Mr. Paine
Bank, E. W. Bank
Henderson, Mr. Henderson
The Spirit of Democracy,
FROM
One E. W. Bank was arrested as one of the murderers, and he
pointed out two others as accomplices—A posse went after them and arrested them.
Bank on returning rode behind the prisoners, Boyette and Wingate.
A man named Henderson, a relative of the murdered man, rode up
and shot E. W. Bank through the
back, killing him instantly, and wounding Boyette, then continuing fire at
Wingate and other prisoner, also wounding him, when one of the force fired on
Boyette is not expected to live.
Patton, David Patton
2nd obit
The Spirit of Democracy,
We omitted to mention last week that Mr. David Patton, the
gentleman who was killed by the boiler explosion, was buried by the Order of
Odd Fellows, of this place, of which he was a member.
Patton, David Patton
The Spirit of Democracy,
On last Friday evening, Mr.
David Patton, of this place, was fatally injured whilst working at a steam
sawmill, on the farm of Mr. A. Pershaw, three miles West of town. From some
unknown cause the boiler exploded and was blown into fragments. Mr. Patton’s injuries
were so serious that nothing could be done for him. He was brought home and
expired about
The remains of Mr. Patton were interred on Sunday, in Mr.
Ford’s burying ground, two miles from town, followed to the grave by a large
concourse of relatives and friends.
Mr. Milton Barkett, a brother-in-law of Mr. Patton, and his
son were also slightly injured by the explosion.
Peaslee, Charles H. Peaslee
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General Charles H. Peaslee, of
Pellicier, Mr. Pellicier
Gonzales, Mr. Gonzales
The Spirit of Democracy,
HANGING OF THE MURDERERS OF SENOR OTERO
They made full confession of their participation in the deed,
and charged Viele with being the planner and chief assassin. Neither manifested
any particular emotion on the gallows.
Gonzales seemed a little frightened, but Pellicier was calm
and composed. Their necks were not broken by the fall, but death was very
quick. There was no struggle on Gonzales part. Pelliciers contortions were
terrible for some minutes.
Peter, Anna Liesetta Peter
Anna Liesetta Peter died January 1866. She was born August 5, 1865, the
daughter of Michael and Katharina Claus Peter.
Phillippi, Mrs. Louis Phillipi
The Spirit of Democracy,
The Ex-Queen of the French, the widow of Louis Phillippi, died
at
Pierpoint, Isaac Pierpoint
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Isaac Pierpoint, the oldest man in
He had lived on the same farm for 71 years.
Plate, Charles Plate
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A Mr. Charles Plate, of
Potter, M. D. Potter
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M. D. Potter, Esq., proprietor of the Cincinnati Commercial,
died at his residence in that city on the morning of the 4th.
Probst, Anton Probst
The Spirit of Democracy,
HANGING OF ANTON PROBST FOR THE MURDER OF THE
DEERING FAMILY
SCENES IN THE JAIL YARD
Yesterday at a quarter of
PREPARING FOR EXECUTION
The Sheriff, wishing to accommodate the prisoner in his desire
for an early execution, soon sent word to the cell of the condemned man that he
was ready. The clergyman returned an answer that they were quite prepared; and
thereupon, the Sheriff visited the cell, in company with one or two others.
Probst appeared to have been deeply engaged in religious devotion. He tightly
pressed in both hands a crucifix, and seemed unmoved as the officers approached
him. The Sheriff then addressed Probst about as follows:
“Anton, I am here for the purpose of performing the unpleasant
duty of executing the punishment which the law has imposed for the offense of
which you have been convicted. Your excellent religious advisers inform me that
you are quite ready.”
Probst quietly and gently said: That is so.”
As the clergyman had requested that the prisoners arms should
not be pinioned, in order that he could carry a crucifix in his hands to the
scaffold, the sheriff made no objection. In fact he had previously determined
not to handcuff the culprit behind his back, and so Probst walked to the
gallows with his arms free, something very unusual in executions.—He was
attired in a course muslin shirt, a pair of prison pants, and a pair of
brogans, wearing neither coat, vest, or suspenders.
THE PROCESSION
The procession marched in the following order:
THE SHERIFF
SUPERINTENDENT OF THE PRISON
REV. FATHER GRUNDER
ANTON PROBST
REV. FATHER CARBON
ATTORNEY OF PRISONER
PHYSICIAN TO THE PRISON
SHERIFF’S SOLICITER
AND
ASSISTANT SOLICITER
SHERIFF’S JURY
REPRESENTATIVES OF THE PRESS
OFFICERS OF THE PRISON
DEPUTY SHERIFF’S
During the march, the clergy exhorted Probst, who manifested
no signs of fear, but tightly grasped the crucifix, pressing it to his lips,
and showed every sign of preparation. He walked with a firm step, but there was
no evidence of bravado in his demeanor.
THE GALLOWS
had been used on several similar occasions. Longfeldt, the
Skupinski, brothers,
THE EXECUTION
The procession soon reached the place of death, Probst all the
while maintaining the same gravity of demeanor that had characterized his
conduct for the past few days. The sight of the gallows did not unnerve him;
indeed, it seemed to affect some of the spectators more deeply than the
criminal. He walked up the ladder with a firm step, paying little or no attention
to those around him, or to anybody, in fact, except his religious advisors.
Only once, during the ceremony had his mind apparently wandered to other
things. As he was leaving his cell, the keeper who had mainly taken charge of
him extended his hand, and said, “Good bye,” Probst responded “Good Bye,” while
his voice choked with emotion, and tears filled his eyes. Regaining his wonted
composure, he maintained it thereafter to the end.
Probst was accompanied on the scaffold by his clergymen, the
sheriff, and Mr. Perkins. Without hesitation, he knelt upon the drop with the
priests, and together they recited the acts of faith, hope, charity and
contrition; the Lord’s prayer, the Hail Mary, and the Apostle’s creed in the
German language, the victim repeatedly kissing the crucifix.
The last act was alone to be performed and the tragedy was
over. Quickly Probst was handcuffed, and the noose put around his neck. Not a
murmur escaped his lips, and his eyes barely suffused with tears were turned to
Heaven.
The white cap was then placed upon his head, but he still
stood firm; there was no trembling, and but the least agitation. Courageously
had the culprit prepared to meet his fate.
But a moment more and the murdered Deering’s would be avenged
so far as man’s law could avenge them. A last prayer from Father Grundner, a
signal, the drop fell and Anton Probst had gone to his last account.
The murderer must have died easily. Beyond a few convulsive
twitchings, there was no evidence that he experienced agony.
Twenty five minutes afterwards the body was cut down, placed
upon a small truck and removed from beneath the scaffold. The spectators and
clergymen surrounded it, and all uncovered while the latter read the last
prayers for the dead, sprinkled the corpse with holy water, and then consigned
it to the surgeons. The law had given up its victim for the benefit of science.
THE POST MORTEM
Several surgeons, in the presence of a large crowd, then
proceeded to make a post mortem examination. The eyes were examined by the aid
of the electric light.
There seemed to be a rupture of the lens of the right eye, but
beyond that, nothing peculiar. The eye was then removed and will be dissected
at leisure. Afterwards, Dr. B. Howard Rand proceeded to try experiments with a
powerful galvanic battery, the result being a convulsive twitching of the
limbs, as though the victim were alive and in terrible agony. The regular post
mortem will be made today before the class of the
Thus ends the tragedy which has excited so much horror. May it
never be our duty to record another like it. (From
the N. Y. World, June 9)
Pugh, Mary Pugh
The Spirit of Democracy,
PUGH—Jan. 22, of Consumption, Mrs. Mary Pugh, wife of Aaron
Pugh, of Adams township,
Quick, Mr. Quick
The Spirit of Democracy,
An Italian named Quick has been drugged to death and robbed in
a villainous negro den in
Quinton, Ed. J. Quinton
Sisselman, Mrs. Sisselman
The Spirit of Democracy,
Two recent suicides are reported in the
Reich, Anna Catharina Reich
Anna Catharina died November 10, 1866. She was born July 3, 1865, the daughter
of Michael and Elisabeth Riemenschneider Reich.
Richart, Mr. Richart
The Spirit of Democracy,
AN UNJUSTIFIABLE HOMICIDE
MURDER IN
The Leader of the Grand Army of the Republic Shoots a
Man in Cold Blood
THE MURDERER ESCAPES
One of the most cold-blooded murders that was ever perpetrated
in this State happened in
The particulars, as related to us, are about these:
A fellow by the name of
Craycraft, a leader in the organization known as the Grand Army of the
Republic, and a desperate character, who was prominent in the recent riot at
Shelbyville, and has been loud mouthed and insulting in his treatment of
Conservatives and Democrats, shot and instantly killed a man by the name
Richart, a toll keeper. A warrant has been issued for the arrest of Craycraft
for his participation in the riot of Saturday, and hearing of it he hired a
horse and buggy, and in company with a woman, started out of town. When he came
to the toll gate he offered the toll-keepers wife three cents at the gate, who
refused to permit him to pass without paying full toll, when angry words ensued,
and Craycraft attempted to force his horse past the pole. The husband of the
woman at this juncture came up with an ax in his hand, and it is not known
whether any words passed between Craycraft and the murdered man or not, but
that Claycraft drew his revolver and
fired twice; the ball passing through the heart, killing Richart instantly. At
latest accounts Craycraft had not been arrested, although a large posse were
out in search of him.
Ricketson, C. W. Ricketson
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Mr. C. W. Ricketson, who died suddenly in
Robison, Eliza Robison
The Spirit of Democracy,
Mrs. Eliza Robison (mother of Hiram H. Robison, editor of the
Dayton Empire) died at the residence of her son-in-law, Ford Sill, at
McConnelsville, O., a few days since, aged eighty-three years. She had lived in
Roland, John Roland
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John Roland, an employee in a tub-factory at
Saylor, Ella Saylor
The Spirit of Democracy,
The family of D. P. Saylor, Esq., of Jenkins, Iowa were
poisoned on Monday of last week by eating wild parsnips, supposing them to be
artichokes.
Ella Saylor, a
daughter, died within an hour. Mrs. Saylor and two others, children, who had
eaten of the poison, by prompt application of remedies, were saved from death.
Schwartz, Mr. Schwartz
The Spirit of Democracy,
On the first inst. a German named Schwartz committed suicide
at
Scott, General Scott
The Spirit of Democracy,
WEST POINT, May 29—Gen. Scott died at five minutes past
On Sunday he began failing quite fast, though none of his
physicians expected he would expire at such an early day. He was perfectly
conscious up to the moment of his death, though he had lost his voice some two
hours previously. He recognized the Chaplain of the post ten minutes before he
died, and clasped his hands in silence.
Later,
Scott, Maria Scott
The Spirit of Democracy,
The
She was examining a pistol at the time, probably not aware
that it was loaded, holding the muzzle against her breast, and trying to raise
the hammer, when it was discharged, killing her almost instantly.
Seward, Fanny Seward
The Spirit of Democracy,
Miss Fanny Seward, only daughter of the Secretary of State,
died on Monday morning, Oct. 26th, in
Shepard, Hezeekiah Shepard
The Spirit of Democracy,
A few weeks ago, Mr. Hezeekiah Shepard, a citizen of
By morning his arm was much swollen and he was in great pain.
All that medical aid could do was tried to save him, but in about a week after
he was bitten he died.
Short, Mrs. Short
The Spirit of Democracy,
A man named Short murdered his wife in
Sill, Mrs. Sill
The Spirit of Democracy,
Mrs. Sill, an old lady residing near
The object of the murderers was plunder. They got about
sixty-five dollars.
Simmons, Young daughter Simmons
The Spirit of Democracy,
A young lady, daughter of Abraham Simmons, of
Smith, Mary Smith
2nd obit
The Spirit of Democracy,
SMITH—In Stafford, on the 18th day of October,
1866, MARY SMITH, in the 33d year of her age.
Such is the only notice usually taken of the death of those
who pass away. But shall one so good, so fondly loved, go down thus into the
grave,
We mourn then, Mary, because thou art taken away from us; but
we mourn not as those who have no hope.
In January, 1846, (then a mere child) Mary joined the M. E.
Church, and ever since lived a consistent Christian, and at last fell asleep in
Jesus, cheered by a Christian God.
On the 17th day of December, 1854, she was joined
in marriage to Isaac Smith, who together with four little daughters, she leaves
to deplore her death.
Few persons were more universally loved. In the family and
social circle, which she blessed by her goodness of heart, there is now a void
which can only be filled at the last day.
A beautiful life has ceased from among us; a loving wife and
tender mother has gone to her Creator and her God, to go out no more forever.
“Who would not wish to die like those
Whom God’s own Spirit deigns to bless?
To
sink into that soft repose,
Then wake to perfect happiness!”
H.
Smith, Mary Smith
The Spirit of Democracy,
SMITH—On the 18th inst., at
Snyder, Mrs. Henry Snyder
The Spirit of Democracy,
Mrs. Henry Snyder, of Edgerton, was so badly burned on the 22d
ult, in consequence of her clothing catching fire while engaged in making soap,
that she died the next day.
South, Mary Susan South
The Spirit of Democracy,
SOUTH—Nov. 23, of Fever, MARY SUSAN, wife of Nelson South, of
this place.
Squills, George Squills
The Spirit of Democracy,
PHILADELPHIA, June 20—George Squills, aged seventy-two years
and his grand daughter, aged eleven years were brutally murdered on Saturday
evening last, near Rossville, York County, in this State.
Mrs. Squills, the grandmother, of the child, was also terribly
injured, and at last accounts was reported in a dying condition.
An Irishman named Doran has been arrested on suspicion of
committing the deed. The weapon used is supposed to have been a hatchet. Money
is believed to have been the object of the murder.
Stanley, Frederick Stanley
The Spirit of Democracy,
Frederick Stanley, an eight year old boy, was killed at
Wheeling last week by a pile of heavy boards falling upon him.
Starkey, Henry Starkey
The Spirit of Democracy,
SUDDEN DEATH—Henry Starkey, living near Stafford, this county,
died on Saturday, the 19th inst. from apoplexy.
He was sitting on the floor playing with one of his children;
his wife heard him groan and walked to him, when she discovered he was dead.
Steinhoff, Juliana Just Steinhoff
Juliana Just Steinhoff died November 29, 1866. She was born May 14, 1822, and
was married October 13, 1842 to Heinrich Steinhoff.
Steinhoff, Mrs. Henry Steinhoff
The Spirit of Democracy,
SAD CASUALTY—On Friday, the 23d of November Mrs. Steinhoff,
wife of Henry Steinhoff, living near Louisville, in this county, was
accidentally burned to such an extent that it resulted in her death.
She went into the closet to fill a lamp, but instead of taking
up the oil can she unfortunately commenced filling from a can of lacquer which
taking fire burned her in a frightful manner.
She lived eight days after the accident. She leaves a husband
and nine or ten children.
Stephens, Lucy Stephens
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The Eaton (
LUCY C. STEPHENS, a daughter of Jno. W. Stephens, fell while
carrying a glass lamp, which was broken by her fall, a fragment struck her neck
severing the carotid artery and jugular vein, and the poor girl soon bled to
death.
Summerville, W. C. Summerville
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W. C. Summerville, of
He had a check for $12,000 on his person.
Sweeney, Caroline Sweeney
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A YOUNG LADY
KILLED BY HER BROTHER
A most melancholy accident occurred yesterday at a small place
named Gainesburg, on the
Taylor, J. C. Taylor
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The remains of Rev. J. C. Taylor, of the M. E. Church, who
died at
Truly,” in the midst of life we are in death.”
About a week before he passed through here in the full vigor
of life on his way to Conference, in company with several other preachers, and
engaged in an animated discussion with a gentleman in an omnibus on the subject
of the politics of the day, and as an indication of his bitter feelings towards
the people of the South, he said: “The entire people of the South ought to feel
thankful that they were out of hell!”—‘Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith
the Lord.”
Fanatical preachers and bigots should take warning. In
response to the question whether the Conference would remain “loyal” to the
Government by generous support of the President, he said: “You will hear from
us, sir.” In this connection we were not permitted to hear from him, but have
heard from Conference through the Washington Examiner and Review.
Tennison, Mrs. John R. Tennison
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John R. Tennison, living near Felicity,
He then went to Felicity and gave
himself up to the authorities, but an hour afterwards made his escape and has
not since been heard from.
Thompson, Margaret Thompson
Thompson, Mrs. Thompson (mother)
Thompson, Jemima Thompson
Thompson, Clay Thompson
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HORRIBLE TRAGEDY IN MISSISSIPPI
A Man Murders His Mother,
Brother and Three Sisters
He Then Wounds His Father and Another Sister
The Memphis Appeal on the 6th
inst. says:
James Thompson left his home
eight or ten years ago. About a year since he returned to the house of his
father, near Brooksville on the
James had recently been
organizing a colony for
from the place, and his last
act was to place one hundred bales of cotton on a flatboat on the
The father became alarmed, and it appears left home on Tuesday
of last week for
James now left the house and proceeded to the river, where his
cotton boat was moored. He met his father and the sheriff of the county. He
aimed deliberately at his father, but the cap snapped. He fired the second
barrel, but it was knocked up by a bystander, and passed harmlessly over the
father’s head. He then drew a pistol and fired twice, one shot taking effect in
the body of the father, who now clutched the desperado, and after a fierce
struggle he was bound.
The hue and cry was raised, and citizens from Brooksville
followed the ruffian to the river, who were with difficulty restrained from
burning him. He is in jail at
It is supposed that Joe Thompson was an accomplice, from the
fact that he told his father and the sheriff, on their arrival at the river,
that his brother James was drinking, and would do mischief, since which time he
has not been seen.
James Thompson is described as a small man, with a pleasing
but reckless face. He is thirty years of age.
Thompson, Mr. Thompson
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TERRIBLE WARNING
SUDDEN
DEATH OF A BLASPHEMER
On Thursday, the 13th ult, a prisoner known by the
name of Holmes, was struck with apoplexy while giving utterance to the most
horrid blasphemies, and died the same day. The case was so remarkable that it
was reported in all the dailies the same week. A few days ago all the
circumstances connected with the horrible affair were described to us, and we
give them almost word for word, as we give them from several respectable
parties, Protestant as well as Catholic, and possessing the best means of
information.
Thompson (for Holmes was only an assumed name) had been
several years, perhaps four or five, in the penitentiary—having been convicted
of horse stealing. He was a professed infidel, and accustomed on all occasions,
to use language of a most profane and blasphemous character. He was employed at
shoemaking, and on the fatal Thursday, while thus engaged, entered into
conversation on religious subjects with the only other prisoner in the cell, a
Protestant, working at the same trade. Thompson asked his companion if his
mother was a Christian. Being answered in the affirmative, he observed that
Christianity was an imposture. The other prisoner replied the Christianity
could be proved from the Bible.—Thompson* answered: “The Bible is like an old
fiddle—You can play any tune you please on it.” When reminded that at least the
divine character of the founder of Christianity was clearly set forth in the
Bible, Thompson asserted with great vehemence that “Jesus Christ was a bastard,
and his mother a ------,” a name which none but the vilest ruffian would apply
to even the most degraded women. Thompson had hardly given utterance to those
horrible words, when his cell mate observed that he was falling from the bench
on which he sat, and catching him in his arms, gave the alarm.
A physician was summoned immediately, but the case was one
beyond the reach of medical skill. Some said the poor man was attacked with
apoplexy; others might suspect that he had been struck by the hand of God.
There, with distended pupils, palsied tongue and rigid limbs, lay the wretched
blasphemer; after some twenty-four hours spent in this condition, he passed to
his final account. Once more has the “Gallileean” vindicated his own honor, and
more signally avenged the insult offered to His mother.
Thumb, Infant daughter Thumb
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The infant daughter of General Tom Thumb died from
inflammation of the brain on the 26th of September.
Trotter, Mrs. Trotter
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TERRIBLE
RAILROAD ACCIDENT
SEVERAL PERSONS INJURED
Richmond,
Mrs. Trotter. Of the vicinity
of
Van Aucher, Mrs. Isaac Van Aucher
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A man named Isaac Van Aucher, near
The weapon used was an ax. Van Aucher has been arrested, and
is now in jail at
Van Buren, John Van Buren
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The telegraph announces the death of John Van Buren at sea, on
returning from
Mr. Van Buren was an able lawyer, a distinguished but some
what an eccentric public man, and a brilliant orator. He was the son of the
late Ex-President Van Buren, and must have been about fifty-five years old.
Walker, Robert Walker
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ASSASSINATION ON THE RACE COURSE
MURDER OF THE WELL-KNOWN TRAINER ROBERT WALKER
THE VICTIM SHOT THROUGH THE HEAD
Yesterday evening the sporting circles in this city were
thrown into a state of intense excitement by a report that the well known
trainer and driver of trotting horses, Mr. Robert Walker, had been shot dead on
Centreville Course,
Mr. Walker, who keeps the hotel adjoining the course and has a
large stud of trotting horses in training, went upon the tract yesterday
afternoon, for the purpose of exercising one of the horses in his training.
About a half hour afterward his family in the hotel were alarmed by seeing the
horse and sulky he had driven out gallop back to the stable without a driver.
The attendants at once proceeded to the track. On examination
it was discovered that he had been shot through the brain by a pistol or rifle
ball, causing instantaneous death.
No person could be seen on
the track or in its vicinity, and the perpetrator of the murder has not been
discovered. No person or motive can be assigned for the deed, as Mr. Walker was
universally esteemed and respected, and was not supposed to have an enemy
living.
He came from
Warren, Daniel Warren
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The Iowa State Press, of the 13th says:
On last Wednesday night, Daniel Warren, one of our oldest
citizens, perished on the prairie near
Mr. Warren, before old age and indigence came upon him, was a
quite active business man, held a responsible position in the land office, and
possessed more than ordinary ability.
His struggle with death, alone, in the pitiless storm, with
the snow weaving a winding-sheet around him ere the vital spark had fled, is
inexpressibly sad.
Webb, Doctor Webb
Webb, Young son Webb
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Doctor Webb, a prominent citizen of
Weitzel, Charles Weitzel
Rock, John Rock
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CHOLERA—Our city has been visited at last by that dreadful
scourge—the cholera. We have learned of but two cases, both of which have
proved fatal.
Charles Weitzel, a butcher, who after a few hours illness died
night before last at eight o’clock, and John Rock, also a butcher, died this
morning about two o’clock. It is proper to say that the disease was contracted
in other cities; the one in
Wendrick, Charles Wendrick
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A young man named CHARLES WENDRICK, fell dead in a ball room
in
Witley, Mrs. Henry Witley
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The wife of Mr. Henry Witley, a resident of the town of
The husband became possessed with the idea that he was also
attacked with the dreadful disease, and on the 7th inst., drowned in
a stream near the town.
Woodbury, Francis Woodbury
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Ex-Senator Francis Woodbury, of
Woodward, David Woodward 2nd obit
Woodward, Mrs. David Woodward 2nd obit
Woodward, Miss Woodward 2nd obit
The Spirit of Democracy,
HORRIBLE MURDER IN
Four Persons Killed
Particulars of the Fiendish Crime
A tragedy, rivaling in brutality the murder of the Roosa
family in
David Woodward and his family, consisting of himself, his
wife, three children, sister and mother resided upon a farm in Northwest
township, Orange County, about four miles from Orangeville, and near the Orange
and Martin County lines.
Woodward and his family were
poor but hard working, honest, and respectable people. The farm upon which they
lived belonged to, or was near, the former residence of the murderer, William
Sanders, and Woodward had formerly worked for Sanders, who treated him in an
oppressive manner, making a complete slave of him.
About one year ago Sanders
had a difficulty with a neighbor, and determined upon revenge on the neighbor,
he compelled his own daughter, by threatening to kill her if she refused, to
set fire to his neighbors house. On the way to do the deed the daughter had to
pass the Woodward’s house, and stopping there, she told the Woodward’s family
what she was going to do, and why she was going to commit the crime. They tried
to persuade the girl to abandon the wicked purpose, but she was so moved by the
threats of her father that she feared to obey their good advice, and proceeded
to do the deed. After firing the house, she returned to Woodward’s and told
them what she had done, and they made the fact public, and Sanders and his
daughter were arrested and held to bail to answer in the courts for the crime.
Sanders, being the possessor of about six hundred acres of land, and in good
circumstances, was able to give the required bail. He afterward frequently said
that he could never die content until he had killed Woodward. The narration of
these facts is necessary to show the cause of enmity Sanders had against the
Woodward’s, who were to be witnesses against him on the trial.
After what is related above
had transpired, Sanders left the county and went to
A short time before daylight
on the morning of Tuesday, June 19, Sanders went to the door of Woodward’s
house and rapped loudly upon it. Woodward
got out of bed, went to the door, opened it and as he did so Sanders struck him
in the face with the edge of an ax, the upper end of the blade entering the
forehead just above the eye, and the cut extending down into the lower jaw, the
face and head being literally split open, and the wound sufficient to produce
almost instant death, Sanders then stabbed his victim five times with a large
knife.
The murderer next proceeded
to the bed in which Mrs. Woodward
was lying, and with the knife, stabbed her nine times, mangling her body in a
most horrible manner, killing her almost instantly. Her little babe, asleep by
her side, was probably not seen by the monster. It was found in the bed at
daylight, covered all over with blood, and moaning piteously in its efforts to
get at the bread [sic-breast] of its murdered mother. Another child, a little
girl, was in the bed, slipped out at the back side of the bed, while the fiend
was engaged in killing her mother, and secreted herself behind a door, thus
doubtless saving her life. The murderer next proceeded to attack Woodward’s sister, who had sprung out
of bed and in her confusion, rushed into her brother’s room.—The villain struck
her two or three times with the knife, when she ran out into the yard. She soon
returned, exclaiming to Woodward’s mother, “I am stabbed,”—The mother replied,
“I hope not.” Just at that moment the murderer made another rush upon the girl,
and she fell dead at his feet, having received seven stabs, either one of which
would have killed her.
Not yet satisfied in his
hellish thirst for blood, Sanders made an attack upon the old lady (Woodward’s
mother) stabbing her in the breast, and inflicting a wound from which she will
suffer much. She immediately sunk to the floor, and, supposing her dead, the
murderer left the house.
After remaining in a fainting
condition for a short time, the old lady recovered, and calling to the child,
told her to run down to the neighbors about a quarter of a mile distant, and
tell them they had all been killed. She did so and the persons who returned
with her to the scene of the horrible crime, saw Sanders and two other men,
whose names we omit for obvious reasons, lurking on the farm of Sanders. They
also met a half-grown boy, a relative of Sanders, and told him the Woodward’s
had all been killed. He replied, “Are they dead?” and being told that they
were, he left, doubtless to give information to those who had sent him to find
out the result of the butchery.
When the neighbors reached
Woodward’s house, a most appalling scene was presented them. On the floor near
the front door lay Woodward, his ghastly wound in the face gaping open, and the
pallid features rigid in death, but with horror marked in every lineament. The
wife upon the bed, literally butchered, and the infant, covered with blood,
trying to draw from the breast the nourishment it had often found there, the
sister, in the middle of the floor, lying in a pool of blood, stiff and stark
in death. The mother severely hurt, and at the time supposed mortally, laid
upon a bed, looking the picture of agony, fear and horror. Add to these two
little children, frozen with fear and moaning from the anguish of their sudden
and terrible bereavement, and the scene was one calculated to freeze the blood
and appall the soul with horror.
The alarm soon spread
throughout the neighborhood, and soon a large crowd of people had gathered
around the house. The excitement was intense, and immediate steps taken to
discover and arrest the murderers.
Woodward’s mother was
interrogated, and described the man who committed the foul deed. The
description suited William Sanders, who was present in the crowd, but who did
not enter the house or look upon the mangled victims. He soon afterward
withdrew and disappeared and this more fully satisfied the people of his guilt.
The Coroner was sent for, an
inquest held upon the bodies, and the testimony given so clearly implicated
Sanders that Woodward, his wife and sister came to their death at the hands of
William Sanders, and that he was guilty of murder in the first degree. A
vigorous search was at once made for the murderer, and on Wednesday he was
captured in a thicket not far from the place where he committed the crime.
He demanded a prelimintary
[sic-preliminary] examination, and took a change of venue to an adjoining
township. The evidence against him was so direct that bail was refused, and he
was sent to Paoli and lodged in jail to await his trial in the Circuit Court of
Orange County for murder in the first degree.
Woodward, Joseph Woodword
Woodword, Mrs. Joseph Woodword
Woodward, Miss Woodward
The Spirit of Democracy,
TERRIBLE MURDER IN
Indianapolis, June 21, 1866—A most brutal and wholesale murder
was committed about two miles from Orangeville, Orange County, on Tuesday
morning last about two hours before daylight.
Three men (disguised) entered the house of Joseph Woodword,
his wife and his sister, and inflicted wounds upon his [missing word] with
intent to kill, from which it is not probable she can recover.
A man named Sanderson was arrested yesterday in
[missing word—mother]
Wright, William Wright
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Hon. William Wright, Democratic United States Senator from
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