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| Unteed 8raten be veepectfully 12, netted
| about 7:30 a. m. in the large building at
' block from Rich street to Walnut and
{ the Howe w asy
ee hae been recerved ofther from
euch anewer was redeived and af
baton yh ny and that he wi.) vomment-
cate to the House all the correspondence
between the Goverament of the United
Btrtes, ite minister to Obili and the
Onjlian goverament, not communiosted
to Congress with the message heretwfore
tin.”
There was some attempt madé fo have
he resolution referred to the committee
a foreiga affairs, and Mr. Blount, of
Georgia, chairman of that committes,
made s motion to thateffect. Bet the
Speaker ruled that the motion came too
late, he having previously
Mr. Breckinridge to debere the resala-
tlon. At theendof a losg debate Mr.
Alount’s metien -- prevail and Mr.
Beeakiuridege's resolution waa referred
‘ be committee oe fovelge effatra.
. _ Reeseke fer War.
The prospects of a war with Chili have
stirred up the citizens of Roanoke to
fever heat. Groupsof men gather on
the streets and discuss the prospects of
a fight. and in some cases the disoua-
sions become quite apirited. A. Times
reporter interviewed a large number of
citizens yesterday and the feeling was
almost unanimous for war. The faet
that the American flag bas been lasulted
seems to be sufficient in their minds for |
a fight, aod if war is deolared the
American army can get quite a number
of recruits from thisoity. A few people
aro against war, but they are largely in
the minority.
A BIG FIRE IN COLUMBUS.
One Hundred and Thirty Girls Haven
Narrow Kecape.
CoLumpeus, Onlo, Jan. 26.—[Special }—
The most disastrous fire that Columbus
has ever experienced occarred here this
morning in the large block of buildings
at the northwest corner of Ricoh and
High streets. <A small blaze started
the corner, and before noon theentire
from High, to Wall has been gutted by
tee flames.
The blaze, in ita inoipienoy, did not
appear to amount to much, but it soon
KE, VA, WEDNESDAY: MORNING. JANUARY 27, 1802.
OA. “BAKER Ga TRUL AGAIN.
The Firet Day Coneumed in 8e-
. , lecting a Jury.
The Petececr Poartig. Bic ‘Confinement
~ Asexcpor, Jan.: 90.—{8pecial |—The
eecoed . wial of ‘Br. John A. P. Baker
for the murder of, }is wife by poison,
fer which he wae convicted of murder
in fhe Bret degre: last Auguet, bagen
‘eve todey. Be. Baker was led into
edert by the chap prowpély ot
hoer appointed gr epeniag the
bis counsel he took
the seat at occupied by him
throughout ed trial of last sum-
mer. He wae and wore a haggard
expression for one of bis years
he has borne hig ong confinement re- |
markably well. He is apparently in,
good spirits and hopeful of this trial of
the case resulting in an acquittal.
The entire day was consumed in the
selection of the jury and great care
was oxercised to secure mon of intelli-
rence and standing in the community.
Fully a hundred witneases will be ex-
amined. All the evidence of the firet
got good headway and in an incredible |
trial will be febeard, and it is expected
fthak nonaldeemehh4a ccm beetle, ttt
=
PRICE THREE CED
THE LEGISLATURE.
Roanoke’s New Charter Re-
ported Favorably.
Ricuxdxp, Jas. 27.—{Specia)]—J. H.
B. Thompeon was before the reeds com-
mittee to-day in opposition to the Kent
bill.
The finance committee have mot yet
reported the bill on the debt settloment,
bat today the fleance coumaltioe Fe-
ported the general appropriation bill,
Commonly called the tax bill. I$ is vir
tually the same as that of last sesaloa
and is reported coasiderably earlier. In
fect legislation is in splendia shape
te the heavy work of the session.
Roasoke ard Pulaski charters
were ke favorably from the com.
raiteee this morning.
Another bill to late private banks
waa iat... 04 by
It peovides that such banke must get
ltcemee trows the audivor, filing frst a
oworm statement of the amount and
character of the -ageot, and: at least
twioe a year furnish a sworn statement
of their condision to the auditor.
Mr. Wright, of Isle of Wight, bas
raised a breeze with his anti-trust bill,
which is the same measuro he fathered
last session and had killed to save it
from its amendments..Richmond is
afraid {t is aimed at the Americas To-
bacco Company and will drive out Allen
& Ginter, who employ thirteen hundred
girls Heace the fight.
The committee on courts of —
reported the mecbanice’ lien bill with
“wmendmonts. ~The bill extends th»
time in which liens may be Alled to
sixty days and gives mechanics an!
laborers a lion for the amount of their
claims not to exceed contract price,
without regard to status of accounts be-
tween theowner and general contractor.
This last provision applies only tocities.
THE HOUSE RULES.
Mr. Reed Makes Nareaatle Remarks om the
Committee's Report.
WASHINGTON, Jan. 26.—In tho House
to-day Mr. Livingstone, of Goorgla, in-
troduced a bill to establish a system of
sub-treasuries. Roferred. Mr. Culber-
son, of Texas, from the committee on
judiciary, reported, and the House
passed, the joint resolution removing
the political disabilities of John R. F.
Tatnall.
Mr. Catohings. of Mirgalaainn! rhar
— thereeenayraarncenaensnnaree —eee =
r. Pilcher today:. |
THE MURDERER OF i
For His Life.
ya p ¥
Guarded in Court by Men Arm es
Winechestere—Feare of Mie ‘tbhied
Lywehee wy Rnemice or
FWrteads— An Effort te Recaps
- Before the Trial-.Decertption of
Mietery of Mie Captare. a4
Norton, Va., Jan. 26.—JjS
The trial of Talt Hall, the most
desperado over known in Virgin
here to-day. Hall his killed thirteba 7 f
men. Hie last murder was tRAt of
Eunice Hylton, a policeman at
This last crime and the * foe
~hich he is now being tried waé:om-
caitted lest July. Hylton -rae shot
“bilo one of ITali's confodereies & man
named Balso held him. Hall peoaped,
_
esueu €9a4-
aj 7-3
ey
ap, Sighagens 0°,
but was captured several weeks by hd .
: .
Memphis, ‘Tenn. He was brougk
te Norton and has since been kep\ under .*
strong guard.
Oreat oxaltement prevailed in Nerton
atthe time of his capture and t
of lynching woro freoly indulgr in,
Thore was also somo fear on tho part of
the authoritios that his friends would
attempt to rescue him from prisom. He *
was brought into court to-day hoavily
manacled and surroundad by a» att
guard of men armed with Winchsever-———2
Tifles. Ho seomed very much uncon-
cerned and chatted Pleasantly with
Tuk Tings representative, saying be .-
had py doubt but thet Uy would be ace _.
yattted; but whon the jurors were see. |
oxamined ho became very muca exoi
and seomed anxious about tue jary.
-The entire-day was consumed in pre-
liminary motions and the selection of a
jury. - ‘
he jury was at last obtained and are _
mostly from Hig Stone Uap. “They are
all remarkably intelligent and {% prob-
ably the best jury ever seca ig the
county.
Thero {64 goat array of counsel. J.
I. Richmond leading for the defense
and Judge C. T. Duncan for the com- .
monwéalth.
Tho general opiniou ix that the-ver
dict will be for conviction, and if ac-
quitted that he will be lynched. ,
A large number of Hall's allies and a
frionds from Kentucky are-atreading
tae trial, Tid made adesnurate attemoabh «
UoFte, “TIVH
4
7
Stern-toned justice came from the
bench several minutes later. George
Thomas Bailey was sentenced to die on
Friday, September 22nd, 1950, in the
electric chair of the penitentiary at Rich-
mond.
With the pronouncement, the state of
Virginia had on its hands a total of eight
rapists doomed to die, for appeal
maneuvers through the higher courts had
granted the infamous “Martinsville Un-
holy Seven” a full year of added life
between the date of their crime and the
day George Hailey qualified himself for
legal elimination from society.
After two reprieves granted by
Governor John Battle, the man “whose
life had been ruined by the original in-
justice of the courts” was pronounced
dead at 7:40 p.m. on February 2, 1951.
In going to his execution, George
Thomas Hailey had been accorded the
dubious honor of leading the death march
which included the seven Martinsville
rapists. It was one of the largest mass elec-
trocutions ever held, a heavy but fitting
price for two crimes which rivaled each
other for sadistic brutality. 4
EDITOR’S NOTE:
Jason Culpepper and Terrence
Mansfield are not the real names of the
persons so named in the foregoing
story. Fictitious names have been used
because there is no reason for public
interest in the identities of these per-
sons.
The Killer Kept
A Private Graveyard
(Continued from page 21)
This was it. They knew it. Carefully,
the officers withdrew, preparing to ex-
cavate with great precision.-Men with
shovels came in and began to spade the
earth gently, in long, shallow strokes, so
as not to disturb anything that lay
beneath. They gingerly removed the dirt,
lean layer by layer, until the shape of
something, no natural part of the earth,
could be seen.
The shallow woodland grave con-
tained two bodies, stacked one on top of
the other. Both were in an advanced state
of decomposition. An awful odor rose
strongly from the excavation. About the
only thing the officers could tell from a
visual inspection of the two bodies were
that they appeared to be male corpses,
and both looked like they were fully
clothed.
A quick telephone call was put in from
Sheriff Barnes’ department to Dr. Joel
Sexton,. Chief Medical Examiner for
South Carolina, at the University of South
Carolina Medical School in Charleston.
Dr. Sexton and his forensic team
prepared to leave immediately for the
site, an hour’s drive away.
Meanwhile, Coroner William T. Ead-
dy had already come to the scene, and the
search for graves was continuing. Later
that day, a second grave, about two feet
in depth like the first one, was found
about 25 yards from the first one. It, too,
was covered with the cut-off brush and
marked with the same kind of sharpened
sapling. The discoveries continued until
six corpses had been laid open to the
weak December sun.
Coroner Eaddy, in a brief interview
with newsmen, said that no_ iden-
tifications would be released until they
could be made positive. He did admit,
however, that the first two bodies found,
stacked one atop the other, were believed
to be the two half-brothers from North
56
Charleston, Dennis Bellamy and John
Henry Knight.
Asked if any of the bodies could be
that of 13-year-old Kim Chelkin, the Cor-
oner answered that it was a possibility, in-
forming newsmen for the first time that
some of the corpses uncovered were
females.
At the first site, the tally came down to
this: four males and two females, all
Caucasion, all fully-dressed, all either
shot or stabbed or both shot and stabbed.
The removal of bodies long buried is a
ticklish business. As the layers of earth
covering the forms dries, it is brushed
away with care, right down to the last
crumbling dust. The Florence County
corpses were handled with all due cau-
tion from their burials, zipped into body
bags, and sent away to autopsy chambers
in Charleston, where each would be x-
rayed before it was removed from the
bag.
One of the male corpses thus handled
by Dr. Sexton showed, in the first x-ray,
three slugs or metal objects in the corpse,
two in the head and one in the chest area.
When the body was removed from the
bag and x-rayed again, only two pieces of
metal showed up on the plate. Going
back to the bag, the doctor searched it
carefully. Sure enough, there was a slug,
which had reposed loosely between rot-
ting flesh and the rotting fabric of a shirt.
It would later turn out to be in much
better condition than the other bullets,
which had been exposed to the corroding
fluids of a decomposing body for so long
that they were much affected.
Sheriff Barnes, in the information he
could release to newsmen, was very
guarded. While he confirmed that he held
two prisoners in the Florence County
lock-up in connection with the murders.
He identified one of them as a material
witness, Walter Leroy Neely, and declin-
ed to give the other man’s name. In
Sheriff Barnes’ opinion, based on his
years of experience not just as a sheriff,
but as a crack investigator for the South
Carolina Law Enforcement Division, fin-
ding the bodies was just “a preliminary
step in what is likely to be a right lengthy
and detailed investigation.”
Asked about possible motives,
lawmen were tight-lipped, though one or
two of them did venture the opinion that
*.the murders might have been committed
_in connection with concealing the ac-
tivities of a large stolen car operation.
When the news of the sinister find in
. Florence County hit the newspapers and
television broadcasts, North Charleston
police headquarters was flooded with
literally dozens of frantic telephone calls.
’ First one parent and then another, whose
children had been missing for several
months, asked question after question to
‘try and determine if one of these pitiful,
mouldering forms might be their long-
lost loved one. The family of 13-year-old
Kim Ghelkin, still missing, agonized for a
long time before autopsy surgeons
revealed that both the female corpses
found thus far were thought to be older
than that, though both were young
women.
At length, Sheriff Barnes would ten-
~ tatively confirm that the first two bodies
_found, identified from clothing and ar-
ticles on the bodies, were thought to be
Bellamy and Knight, missing from their
home since the previous October.
Though he would not go into par-
ticulars, the sheriff said it was thought
that the victims were murdered at
different times, with the possible excep-
tion of Dennis Bellamy and his 15-year-
old half-brother, Knight, who had dis-
appeared at exactly the same time.
It was a possibility, he admitted reluc-
tantly, that all the victims had been
murdered at the burial site, even that they
had been forced to dig their own graves,
and perhaps to stand in them while they
were murdered.
O n December 8th, the probe would
be widened a bit, when searchers walking
over an area not far from the excavated -
graves, a place called Alligator Landing,
stepped onto a spot of ground that gave
away underfoot. It was another grave,
containing the almost skeletal remains of
a female. Not far away was another
depression, this one containing the
skeleton of a small child, thought to be
female, and between the ages of two and
four years.
The adult remains had been contained
in some sort of plastic covering, perhaps a
garbage bag, and had been partially
covered over with sawdust. Medical ex-
aminers held the opinion that the woman
and child could have been in the ground
for more than two years.
After the finding of the last two
bodies, it was revealed for the first time a
that the six bodies initially unearthed had
been contained in only three graves, two
corpses to a pit, stacked one on top of the
other like firewood. It had not been only
the half-brothers from North Charleston, _
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A group . deputy United Sais, mar-
shals who worked out of Judge Isaac
Parker’s ‘Hanging Court”’ in Indian
Territory were photographed after
managing to kill the notorious I.T.
_ outlaw, Ned Christie. Leif Ernst, an Old
West memorabilia collector from Rev-
lingebakken 32, 9000 Aalborg, Den-
mark, asked for the identities of the men
in the photo. From left to right, the well-
armed lawmen are Becky Polk, Bill
Birkett, Oscar Blackard, Frank Sarber,
Vint Gray, Tol Blackard, Mack Peel,
Harry Clayless, George Jefferson, and
Paden Tolbert.
Christie had been a fugitive for
several years when the group caught up
with him. He had built his defense in an
almost unconquerable fortress, but on
November 8, 1892, the marshals finally
evailed. This photograph was taken in
@: of the steam engine Christie used
or cutting logs. Of the several pictures
of the men who killed Christie, this one
is among the better.
The photo shows only some of the
lawmen involved in Christie’s death.
Note the great variety of weapons,
seemingly stuck in every available
pocket.
Mr. Ernst also has acquired a
previously unpublished tintype of Depu-
ty Marshal Heck Bruner, which I hope
to be able to share with you soon.
Garage Sale Gun. A pistol, holster,
and ‘“‘Railway Express Company’’
badge recently were acquired at a
garage sale by Robert L. Silzle, 2752
Fulton Road, Fulton, CA 95439. The
badge is number 53699.
Mr. Silzle writes, “I’d like to know the
history of the gun and badge.”’ So far
I have not been able to locate any list
of the men and their badge numbers,
but I am hoping an observant reader
can help us out!
The Letter of the Law. An obscure
xas outlaw named William A.J.
osey may have committed suicide by
jumping over a cliff, dashing himself
against the rocks below. Ernest Lisle
Reedstrom, 9907 West 109th Avenue,
10
white,
Ned Christie's D €
hanged Wise, Va.,
These heavily armed deputy United States marshals were among the lawmen who killed
Cedar Lake, IN 46303, is looking for in-
formation on Posey. Reedstrom’s name
may be familiar, as he has written for
TRUE WEST and is the author of
Bugles, Banners and War Bonnets and
the recently published Historic Dress of
the Old West.
The only information I can offer is the
following entry reprinted from the
Huntsville Item in the Brenham (Texas)
Banner on March 31, 1876. ‘Inspector
Campbell received a. letter from Bill
Posey and Lon Phillips, the two con-
victs who escaped a short time ago,
dated at Groesbeck, inquiring whether
9-2-1892
By CHUCK PARSONS
they far enough away or no!” If the item
is true, Posey must have had a sense of
humor. Picture him and Phillips
sitting at acampfire, wondering if they
dare relax since the law may still bein
pursuit. They must have joked about
getting away from the state pen and
wondered if they were far enough away
to let down their guard. So they
mockingly—and, perhaps, stupidly—
wrote the law a letter asking if they
were, indeed, far enough away!
Arizona Rangers. “Please send any in-
formation you can about the Arizona
True West
NOAPPRALS ges eal
HALE, Cloyd, black, hanged at Pulaski, Virginia, on May 12, 1905,
"Pulaski, Virginia, May 12, - Cloyd Hale, the negro murderer of John Hart, an umbrella
mender, about six weeks ago was hung here this AXX&#M morning, He died in fourteen
minutes from strangulation, The negro, when he came out of the jail, on his way to
the scaffold, BXZH told everybody in sight goodebye, and told them not to do as he
had done, and that he was going right to heaven, Two colored ministers, Wright and
Mitchell, went to the scaffold with him, Rev. Wright made a good talk, which, if
followed, would be beneficial to all who heard it. There are three negroes in jail
here sentenced to terms in the penitentiary for breaking into railway cars and
these three, together with Hal@, a few days ago made up the plot to get out of
jail, The three negroes were to break the lock on Hale's cell and when lke Carper,
the jailor, came in, Hale was to kill him with a bed slat and the other three were
to assault the colored man who cooks for the jail, when he and Mrs, Carper came in
with the meals for the prisoners. The plot might have been attempted but for a
colored boy in the jail who overheard the men talking and told Mr, Carper about it,
Upon investigating, Hale confessed to it, and yet in the face of this attemted
crime, while in the shadow of the gallows, Hale said he was saved, and going to a
better land," TIMES-DISPATCH, Richmond, Virginia, May 13, 1905 (5:2/
‘WRoanokey Vaey April 7. = At Pulaski to-day, Cloyd Hale, colored, was sentenced to
death, the proceedings lasting less than an hour, Hale killed John Hart, white,
last Saturday night, and made his escape, He was captured the following night, and
taken back to Pulaski, At the trial Hale manifested indifference, but after the
death sentence he fainted and was carried from theroom, A motion to set aside the
verdict was overruled by Judge Jackson and May 12th was fixed as the day for his
execution,"
TIMES-DISPATCH, Rychmond, Virginia, April 8, 1905 (3/7.)
"Pulaski, April 3. = eeeCloyd Hale, a notorious negro, shot and killed an unknown
umbrella mender at 7 o'clock Saturday night,..eThese,.@ase was delibera te and
cold-blooded murder. Cloyd Hale passed along the road between Pulaski and Dora
Furnace3
HARRIS, William, black, Chesterfield Courthouse, Vae, BxdKABE¥ hanged October 18, 1907.
"Alexandria, Vas, Auge 22, 1907-William Harris, a burly negro, twenty-two years of age,
stood up in his cell this morning at police WASARAMARE BH XAMAXXHXAXHARY headquarters and
in a very deliberate mannter told of his attempt to assault Miss Lena Rowland, the pretty
eighteen-year-old daughter of We H. Rowland, who resides at Chester, Chesterfield County,
Virginia. A telegram was received by Chief Goods. this afternoon from G, Ee Robertson,
a justice of the peace at Chester, requesting the authorities here to hold Harris, and
also thanking them for apprehending the negro. Harris said this morning that. when he
attempted his crime there was no one in the Rowland house at the time but the young
lady's brother who is about 8 years of age. He was near the farmhouse, he says, when
he accosted Miss Rowland, Harris declares that he simply walked away after the girl's
brother cam e to.her rescue, ,.He went, he says, to Centralia, after whch he took an
electric car to Manchester, and from that place he took a freight train, northbound,
last night. Harris-was arresed by the (crew of‘extra freight train known as No. 73,
which left Richmond at 12350 o'clock last night. His arrest was effected when the train
pulled into the Potomac freight yeards about 3 miles north of Alexandria, at 5:15
o'clock this morning, The train was in charge of Conductor We Ae Hutchinson, Flagman
He Le Leadbetter and Brakeman J. We Usher. KX&dé#li According to the statement made at
police headquarters thismorning by Conductor Hutchinson, when his train stopped at
Milford to get: water the flagman of the train informed him that he saw a man hading behind
some ties. He, however, says that he failed to observe him until the train pulled into
the R&KSMAX Potomac yards, The.negro had left the train when he was stopped by the crewe
He at once said that he was not the man who had attempted to assault the young ktampyxiomukx
lady, but stated that it was another negro, The crew of the train said to him that
they .would take him to the office, He was then turned over to Constables Pennypacker
and Cornell, and shobtly before 6 o'clock this morning he was brought here and lodged
. in acell in the station house, Harris, when asked by a TIMES-DISPATCH correspondent
what is usually done in cases of this kind, replied that in a good many instances the
assailants are hangede He expressed home of 'doing time evidently meaning a term in
the penitentiary.' Harris is a very illiterate negro, and does not for one moment
apparently realize the gravity of his offense, as he seems to be but little bothered,
After WAXN#XHIX being given a cigarette this morning by your corrspondent he stood up
and lazily reiterated his story. Harris says that he has been employed on the Rowland
farm for about six months, Hé claims Suffolk, Vae, as his,home, The negro says he was
getting seventy-five cents a day and his board from Mr. Rowland," TIMES DISPATCH, R,ch=
mond, Virginia, 8-23-1907 (1:2.) é :
"(Special to the TIMES-DISPATCH.) Chester, Vasey Auge 21, = Attempted assault was made
near this place this morning about 8:30 o clock when Will Harris, a negro empoyed by a
prominent citizen in the wood business, attempted'an assault on his employer's daughter
after her father had left home on business. The negro, who had been working for 12 _
months on the place, failed to go to work yesterday, but returned in the night to his
quarters in the yard. His employer, going out at bedtime, found him in hike place, and
scolded him about leaving his work and told him to leave his place if he did not intend
to work steadily, This morning the man fed the team in the usual time but when looked
for to go to work before 8 o clock, could not be found, The gentleman, with his son,
then took the team and left for his business, leaving at home his daughter, who is about
18 years of age, with her brother, of about 8 yeans,.and her little sister of l years,
for wiom she had been a mother since their M&XMMESAXKAX mother died. Shortly after her
father left she went into the-garden, and the negro, who was in hiding in the high grass
nearby, and it was there he attacked her, She screamed and her little brother ran to the
scene and gave the man a blow with his fist, and while trying to get the boy from hin,
the young woman managed to get away, but the negro caught’ hold of her immediately. She
called to the cottle boy to run to the house and get the gun and shoot him, and the little
fellow-did his best to carry out H&HX#H her command, The negro then ceased his attack @
and ran, and when the ittle fellow returned he had the gun cocked, and to his shoulder,
though he had never fired a gun, He states that when he got to the spot, @X only about
50 yards from the house, the negro had gotten over .the garden fence and made his es-
cape behind a house before he could fires The young.lady was unharmed further than_a
slight bruise over the left eye, The negro is a round-faced and very dark man, about
|
five feet eight inches in height, rather stout, and is easly recopnized by the promi-
nence anddisplay of his front teeth. He was wearing overall pants and a "pepper and
salt' dark coat. He had no hat when he left the garden, but after the incident the
young lady and children ran to a neighbor's about a half mile or more away, and when her
father returned and searched the man's quarters, all of his belonging had heen removed,
which included a .cap with a white front, and a straw hat which folded.over from the rear.
The negro claims to have come from near Noffolk, Officers are making vigorous effort
to find him, Hurricane Branch is here with his bloodhounds. ‘The young lady went to.
Richmond this evening to be with relatives for a few hivindaeil DIMES DIS ASCH» RA,
Virginia, 8=22=1907 ae (1:30) ! :
"(Special to the TIMES-DISPATCH.) chestegttenag: Ce. Hey ac, obelt 18, 1907 =.At>
10:3Q o'clock this-morning in the» presence of about 20° representative oitivens of:
Chesterfield County, Will Harris, the burly assailant of the 18-year-old: daughter. of
Mr, William H, Rowland, paid the death penalty on the gallows,:in accordance with the
sentence pronounced by Judge Watson on September llth, Harris was calm and submissive
and submitted to all that was’ required of him without a murmur, When his cell was:une'
locked he met the jailer at the. door, and the shackles having been removed from his. .
ankles he walked quietly down the jail steps and out to the scaffold about a hundred.
yards away, Just before the trap door: was sprung he was asked by the sheriff if he
had any statement to make, and he answered in a distinct voice that he had nothing to
«Saye Thirteen minutes after the body was dropped Drs, J. F. Ragland andoH, ByiLuan
pronounced the man dead, and as he died without a struggle, save for a shrug of the
shoulders, they concluded that his neck was broken by the drop, The rope used by ,
Sheriff William C, Gill’ was borrowed by him from the Sheriff of Greenesville County,
where it. had done similar service before, Harris, from the moment.of his arrést,: had
not denied his guilt, and-on yesterday he made an extended statement to Mr. Pe. V. Coghill,
county clerk, declaring his guilt, and that it was without provocation and. without. any
persuasion or suggestion on the part of any third person.’ This morning he signed a state-
ment written by Imus Walden, a colered preacher, which was witnessed by.Mr.. Coghill and
two.colored preachers, embodying the above,.confession, thus completely vindicating any
one under suspicion, and putting a quietus on certain: black rumors which had become
current among the colored people, by which they sought to have Harris’ spunishment .
commuted to life imprisonment, Harris.had,béen in the employment of Mr, Rowland: for:
several months prior to his crime.on July ost, on his farm near Chester, during which
time he said the young lady, who kept house for her fathér after her mether's. death,
had been kind to him, During the absence of the father he attacked the daughter,
but she was saved by her little brother Douglas, who, though only-eight years of age,
ran to her assistance with a shotgun, (The following day: Harris, who was being :
trailed with bloodhounds by the county's best citizens, was arrested in Alexandria: Preeti
AXXHMKK as he alighted from a freight train on which he had fled, Harris had been
visited in jail several times by Rev. S..N. Naff, pastor of Salem Baptist Church, and
seemedcresigned to his fate and was not afraid to die. He said he had been baptized
and had formerly belonged. to a colored church in Suffolk, Va, The body ®AXXXKASHSAXAKS
was shippéd about noon by express to the Medical College’ of poems at Richmond, e
Richmond, Va. TIMES-DISPATCH, October 19, 1907 (li/le)«
"Chesterfield: tty Hey Vaey Octs 176 -eessthe cuiet Little: asanky seat is calm on the eve |
ofits first “hanging day!) for thirty years. ..The,s caffold has been built in an open -
field about a hundred ‘yards of the jajl and clerk-s officer, Sheriff Gill has re- |.
quested the county officers, two physicians and ]? other picked citizens to. go within:
the ,enclosure and witness the hanging, The convicted manjis.calm and submissive to
his fate, saying today that he realized his end was at hand. He confessed the crime and
pernicious intentions infull this afternoon, paying a high tribute.to the purity and
kindliness of the young woman he attempted to wrong, whose father was him employer...
Some of the county Caboyédspoup ee were here today: to draw up a petition requesting
the Governor to commute Harris's punishment to a life sentence in jail, but they got.
no eneouragament from the white: people, and the efforts will doubtless avail nothing,"
TIMES DISPATCH, Richmond, October 18, 1907 Ga/o, }.
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Most of them knew immediately
what had happened: the phantom
killer had struck again—somewhere
near. They watched fearfully from
closed windows and doors as the po-
lice moved swiftly to meet the chal-
lenge of the brutal, ghostly slayer.
Their fear was justified. For days
an unknown, unglimpsed killer had
roamed the area around Roanoke,
Salem, and Lexington, striking with
merciless abandon. His motive, seem-
ingly, was greed—greed for money.
On January 9, ten days earlier, Wil-
liam Chattin, a handsome 30-year-
old air corps veteran, recently dis-
charged, was boldly forced into his
own car at the. filling station of
which he was manager, by a stranger
with powerful shoulders-and a pug
nose, as a single witness later de-
scribed him. His body, pierced
through the back, was found in a
field one mile south of Roanoke.
Nearby stood the empty, clueless car.
Then, on January 12, the body of
Roy Rice, gerieral auditor for a bot-
tling company, was found in a pas-.
ture several miles from Roanoke. He,
too, had been.shot through the back.
A sum close to $400 had been taken
from his pockets, His car, a DeSoto
sedan, was found parked at the
Chesapeake & Ohio station in Lex-
ington.
There had been a single clue—the
bullets which the killer wantonly
fired into the backs of his helpless
victims came from a-.380 automatic.
When Sheriff Waldron arrived at
the Wiley-Hall Motor Company with
his chief deputy, T. J. Orander, he
had no doubt that the slayer of Roby
Daugherty, white-haired filling sta-
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tion manager,~was the phantom
killer who had been plaguing the po-
licé and terrorizing the populace.
Daugherty lay flat on his back in
a wide pool of blood. A swift ex-
amination indicated that he had
been shot through the back, the bul-
let emerging through his chest and
Striking a Coca-Cola machine, The
slug was found on the cement floor,
and, although it was severely bat-
tered like the others, Detective Lieu-
tenant Frank Webb’s expert eye
ascertained that it had been fired
from a .380 automatic.
Deputy Orander, observing that
the dent in the vending machine was
several inches higher than his head,
and therefore would have been the
same height, approximately, as when
Daugherty was standing, believed -
that the killer had either crouched
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HE man at the other end of
the line seemed choked with
horror, Officer Tom Eades,
of the Salem (Virginia) Police,
waited patiently, trying to catch
something coherent...
“We just—drove—up—and there
he was! There’s—blood all over
the place—I tell you! That phan-
tom—he’s killing everybody around
here! You better hurry——”
“Where are you calling from?”
demanded Eades.
“Right from the filling station—
The Wiley-Hall Motor Company.
It's Roby Daugherty—his body is
lying right here. You better hurry!” COWARDLY ASSASSIN: Only
“ 7 " clues left by this killer were the
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ae iis ce sera Eades. “Don't the backs of his helpiess victims,
ouch anything i
He slammed the receiver in place.
In a short while he was relaying the
telephoned report to Sheriff Emmett
E. Waldron. “Looks like the phan-
tom has chalked up another victim,”
Eades told him. “It’s Roby Daugherty
this time. He’s the night filling sta-
tion manager ‘for the Wiley-Hall
‘Motor Company out on Route ps ag
The sleep-fogged voice of the sher-
iff suddenly changed, became tense,
authoritative: “Tom, notify Lieuten-
ant Webb at Roanoke Detective Bu-
reau, also the State Police. And use
every man you've got to block off all
the highways out .of Salem. It’s a
long chance, but we'll take it!”
f[' WENTY minutes later, on that :
morning of January 19, 1946, the
empty, mist-covered roads around
.the town of Salem Seemed to become
alive. Raucous sirens and swiftly
moving headlights electrified resi-
dents into complete wakefulness.
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Cinderblock Corporation, Webb and
the sheriff learned that the Pontiac
had carried about a quarter of a tank
of gas when stolen. Which meant that
there was a good possibility the car
would be found abandoned in the
region, just as the other two had
been in the killer’s unvaried modus
operandi.
However, as the hours slipped by,
there was no sign of the missing se-
dan. Had the killer suddenly left the
area? Had he decided the pressure
was getting too hot for comfort?
Working on the supposition that
the slayer was now in flight, still us-
ing the stolen car, Sheriff Waldron
made a direct plea to the newspapers
and radio. Warnings to all filling
station operators in western Virginia
began to appear in print, were voiced
over the air.
Meanwhile, technicians at the
Roanoke police department had come
to the conclusion that the mask had
been cut from a piece of material
ordinarily used in making automobile
seat covers. A canvass of wholesale
and retail auto supply houses in
Roanoke revealed that the material
was a popular brand and that dozens
of sets had been sold. It would be a
terrific job to track down each pur-
chase.
“Nevertheless, the fact remains the
mask was cut from a, seat-cover,”
Webb told his squad of detectives.
‘If we can’t find ‘the purchaser
through a sales slip, then we'll find
the cover itself. This stuff looks new.
The chances are it didn’t come from
discarded material. All right, that
means keeping your eyes open for a
(Continued on page 44)
DETECTIVE LIEUT. FRANK WEBB and DEP, SHERIFF T. J.
ORANDER each of whom discovered an important clue at
the murder scene —a spent slug and a discarded mask.
ooh tA) ited “Dory sai
OFFICER TOM EADES helped establish time
of murder, and took an active part in the in-
vestigation .of Daugherty's brutal slaying.
99 YEARS imprisonment was the sentence which the Court saw fit to
impose on this young marauder for his share in a brutal murder.
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car with a torn seat-cover. It might be
miles away from here—and it might be
under our noses,” concluded Webb, stol-
idly. “Now find it!”
ACK in Salem, Sheriff Waldron lis-
tened with growing interest to the
story E, B. Lewis, night clerk at the Fort
Lewis Hotel, was relating:
“I was busy with my books around a
quarter after eleven, Sheriff, when these
two men came in and asked for a room.
They paid in advance; that is, one of
them did—a short skinny fellow with a
chauffeur’s cap on, while the other man
sat down in a chair in a part of the lobby
that had no lights on. I thought that
was curious, since there was a big chair
right by the desk he could have sat down
in. The little guy asked to be called at
four o’clock. Then they went upstairs.”
Lewis went on to relate that he over-
looked the four o’clock call, and didn't
ring them until 4:25.. The pair had hur-
ried out the lobby without stopping at
the desk, without saying a word. Fearful
‘that they had taken the key, he had
mounted to their second floor room and
found the key stuck in the door.
“But here’s what made me come to see
you after hearing of that killing. ' I
looked in the room and not a single thing
seemed to be disturbed. They hadn’t
even slept in the bed, but on top of it.
Hadn’t even used a towel or a glass. I
figured there was something mysterious
about all that,” concluded Lewis,
Sheriff Waldron agreed their actions
- were exceedingly peculiar. Questioned
pointedly, Lewis was unable to state that
they had left a car in front of the hotel.
His recollection of the younger man in
chauffeur’s cap who paid the bill was
good: slender, thin face, watery blue
eyes, thick blond hair at the temples,
dark overcoat beneath which showed a:
checked sweater. The other man had
. Seemed deliberately to keep himself in
the shadows, but he had. been much
larger than the chauffeur, wearing a
‘slouch hat, and a dark brown overcoat,
perhaps khaki in color. However, Lewis
did not believe he was a soldier because
of the civilian hat.
Detectives immediately. began a scru-*
tiny of the room. Objects and: door
handles were dusted for prints. But not
a single stray pin or scrap of paper could
be found in the room. It was:as if the
two men had counted off, in ghostly si-
lence, the minutes until four o'clock.
Three sets of clear prints were found in
the room. All were eventually traced to
employees. .
“Looks like they were waiting for
something,” conceded Webb. .“And the
big guy lurking in the shadows must
have been bashful about showing his
face. On the other hand, they might
have been waiting for an early morn-
4A ing train or bus after a breakdown,”
COMPLETE DETECTIVE CASES
Sheriff Waldron shook his head, smil-
ing wryly. “No soap, Frank. No trains
or busses leave Salem at that hour of
morning. If that were true, anyway,
they would have raised the devil with
Lewis for waking them up so late, but
they didn’t.” r
“What names did they put on the reg-
ister?”
“James C. Edwards and Thomas L.
Snead—both from Charleston, West Vir-
ginia. I’m waiting on a wire from the
Charleston police now,” |
The wire came less than an hour later.
It confirmed Webb’s voiced suspicion
that the names were phony. The
Charleston police reported that there
were similar names in Charleston but
the middle initials were different, and
all the men were highly respected busi-
nessmen.
However, refusing to miss a bet, Webb
requested a thorough check of all friends,
employees, and neighbors of the men; his.
purpose being to determine whether any-
one acquainted with them had suddenly
- left Charleston.
“They may not have made those names
up out of thin air,” theorized Webb.
“There’s a chance they instinctively fell
back on names they knew. Criminals
have done that time and again, Em-
mett.” y
B* nightfall of the second day after |
the slaying, fast-moving Roanoke
detectives had hauled in a number of
Suspects, mostly riff-raff from the city’s
Shadowed regions, whose source of in-
come perennially baffled the police, They
were all thoroughly grilled. All pro-
fessed complete ignorance of the series
of vicious slayings. All gave, as was
their custom, elaborate and pin-point
alibis. They were remanded to cells
pending a complete check-up.
However, one suspect in particular in-
terested Lieutenant Webb. He was “Slim
John” Mortell. The moniker of “Slim
John” was an ironic tagging by his pals,
for Mortell was six feet, three inches in
height, with a set of shoulders that
strained his nattily-cut tweed coat. Mor-
tell had served time on three convic-
tions, two for illicit sale of liquor and
one for assault. A short time previously
he had been arrested on suspicion of
holding up a filling station, but had
proved an alibi.
But what turned the attention of
Webb upon the bulky suspect was the
report turned in by arresting detectives:
Mortell had been nabbed waiting near a
filling station in North Roanoke. He
had refused to give an explanation as to
his prolonged three-hour wait, confirmed
by a heighbor and a roving cruiser car.
Furthermore, Mortell’s Chevrolet coupe
had been thoroughly mud-spattered—an
item of description which Officer Eades
had tabbed on the last car being serv-
iced by Roby Daugherty.
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(Continued from page 27)
In the face of an intense grilling, Mor-
tell finally asserted that he was waiting
for a friend, whom he had promised to
meet. e
“Must have been an important meet-
ing, for you to wait three hours—from
nine until nearly midnight,” needled
Webb. “All right, who was it?”
Mortell muttered a name. Two de-
tectives slipped out to check. In a rela-
tively short time they returned to re-
port that the man, although admitting
acquaintance with Mortell, emphatically
denied having made an appointment to
meet near the North Roanoke filling sta-
tion and asserted he hadn’t spoken to
Mortell in several weeks.
“Well, he’s lying!” insisted Mortell.
“We were going over to see some babes
that got off late after work. They’re
waitresses. I don’t. know why he wants
to say I wasn’t supposed to meet him.”
“Who were the waitresses?”
“I don’t know. I was going with him.”
Webb himself went to see the man
named by Mortell. After a lengthy in-
terview, and after noting the man’s un-
hesitating, sincere attitude, Webb be-
came convinced that Mortell was lying,
was failing to tell ‘the real truth about
his mysterious wait near the station. He
was booked on suspicion of murder, his
bail being: set high enough to prevent
immediate release.
A search of the man’s quarters, how-
-€ver, revealed nothing incriminating. No
weapon, no maps, no unusual amount of
money. Nevertheless, Webb ordered a
Stringent probe into the man’s past ac-
tivities,
O* the following day, the hard-work-
ing Roanoke detectives hit pay-dirt.
Acting on a tip from an employee at a
Mill Mountain filling station, who re--
ported seeing a child tugging at a torn
seat cover, the sleuths tracked down the
owner of a Hudson sedan, Harry Bevin.
“Sure, I got a car with a torn seat
cover,” admitted Bevin to the question-
ing detectives. “But I'll be danged if I
know who did it. Funniest thing ever
happened to me,”
“Well, how did it happen?”
“That's, just it—I don't know! Left
my car parked in front of the house
one night, and the next day I notice this
big square cut out of my back seat-cover,
And every door and window was locked.
Tie that one!”
The detectives, momentarily non-
Plussed, started to leave. Then one
asked: “Anyone use the car besides
yourself?”
Bevin nodded, admitted that both his
wife and his daughter used the car, He
wasn’t sure, but he thought his daughter
had taken a brief ride on the night pre-
ceding the strange incident. The sleuths
got the girl’s name and her place of em-
ployment.
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They found her without too much dif-
ficulty. But the girl shook her head
‘when asked if she knew how the seat
cover had become mutilated.
“The only thing I can think of is that
fellow who was with Jimmy Dillon did
it,” she offered. “But I don’t see how he
did it without my noticing it.”
“Who is Jimmy Dillon, Miss Bevin?”
“Oh, he’s a fellow I met some time
ago. He’d been out in West Virginia
and when he came back the other day,
he telephoned me. Then he dropped
around with a friend of his, I think he
said his name was Tommy Harrison. He
was staying with Tommy while visiting
in Roanoke.”
“And is that the one who might have
done it?” pressed the detectives.
The girl shrugged. “I don’t know. I
hate to think he did. But he could have
done it, because when we went driving
to get a sandwich and a drink at one of
the drive-in places, Tommy sat in the
back seat by himself. He didn’t talk
very much. Goodness, what is this all
about?”
“What night was that?” pressed the
sleuths, ignoring her question.
“I think it was last Thursday.”
That would make it January 17, the
detectives mentally noted.
“And where did you drop them off?”
“Right near the Jefferson Theatre.
They said they might catch the mid-
night show, if there was one.”
“And when you parked the car you
didn’t notice if the seatcover was cut?”
No, she said, she had no reason to look
in the back. She simply locked both
doors and went in to bed.
But what sent the detectives racing
back to Webb for a complete report was
her description of Dillon...
“She said he was slender, real blond
hair, and had pale blue eyes,” one of the
detectives informed Webb.
“How about the other one?” demanded
the detective chief.
“Big, black-haired, didn’t talk much,
with a pug nose. Looked like he had
been a boxer, she claimed.”
The description brought Webb pop-
ping up from his chair. After a few
crisp directions to his men to dig up
Harrison and Dillon for questioning, he
telephoned Deputy Orander, requested
him to bring.back the mask which had
been turned over to the sheriff’s office.
In a short while the two investigators
had confirmed what Webb had begun to
suspect: the material from which the
mask had been cut matched the muti-
lated seat cover in Bevin’s automobile.
“Could be a pure coincidence,” ob-
served Webb, “except for one thing—
and I can’t forget it.”
“And that is?” queried Orander.
“The way this pair match up with
the descriptions given by Lewis, the night
clerk.”
“But the blond guy was wearing a
chauffeur’s cap,” pointed out Orander.
“Sure, and it could have been part of
an angle—a crude way to make it look
like a tired motorist and his chauffeur
checking in. Angles seem to be this cut-
throat’s favorite pastime. Look how he
‘parked Rice’s car at the Chesapeake &
Ohio station to make it appear he had
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the boys have dug up this precious pair.”
T Headquarters Webb quickly
learned the move to find Dillon
and Harrison had been a bust. Detec-
tives reported that a check of all room-
ing houses and hotels brought negative
results. They had no relatives in Roa-
noke. However, the Bevin girl had re-
called Dillon staying with “Harrison
somewhere near Salem.”
“How about that, Orander? Know
any Harrisons around Salem?” asked
Webb.
Several, the deputy assured him.
The two drove back to Salem, began
checking through the town. By night-
fall the canvass had been completed,
with disappointing results. Dillon’s
black-haired, pug-nosed friend did not
reside in Salem.
Gloomily discussing the thin threads
they were pursuing, Webb expressed be-
wilderment as to the. change in the
phantom slayer’s method of operation,
his failure to abandon the getaway car.
“It might mean——”
But Sheriff Waldron suddenly seemed
to lose interest in the disappearance of
the green Pontiac. “I just remembered
—there’s a family of Harrisons living
about three miles out, off of..Route 11.
. Moved here from West Virginia, if I
remember rightly,” he added softly.
Webb’s eyebrows lifted above his pro-
fessorial, tortoise shell-rimmed glasses.
“Charleston?”
“Don’t know, but we can find out soon
enough. Come on, let’s take a drive out
there.”
Fifteen minutes later the three in-
vestigators had stopped before a yellow
frame building in a setting of leafless
aspens and oaks. A single light shone
from a lower. window.
Waldron, rapped sharply. Suddenly the
door opened and an elderly woman stood
on the threshhold.
““Yes?”
“I’m the sheriff, m’am, Sheriff Wal-
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Tommy?”
“We do. Why?”
“Well, we’d like to talk to him. Is he
here now?”
“No. He left with Jimmy Dillon to see
some people in West Virginia.”
“Did he go to Charleston, m’am?”
"I didn’t quite recollect where t’was.”
“When do you expect him back?”
“Can’t say for sure, You might come
back, though.”
Sheriff Waldron thanked her and left.
Wordlessly he turned the car around in
the darkened yard, then swung back
along the winding dirt road for Route 11.
“Well, what do you think?” he queried
softly.
Webb dragged heavily on a cigarette be-
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nothing at all we can get hold of. But’
there are a lot of little pieces that keep
nagging at me—the piece of seat-cover
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SHERIFF WALDRON found the all-important lethal
tree-shrouded frame house.
It was a .380 automatic hidden In a stove!
weapon at this
when he fired, or was much shorter
than his victim.
“Probably your first idea is right,”
Webb averred. “From the single de-
scription we have the phantom killer
is big, muscular. I think the snake
probably followed him from a car,
then shot him in the back from a
crouching position.” :
As state police troopers, headed by
Sergeant J..E. Kidd, and Salem squad
cars began a linking up of blockade
movements, Sheriff Waldron and
Lieutenant Webb plunged into a
methodical investigation of this
latest depredation by the assassin.
The time of the murder was quickly
established. Tom Eades, of the Salem
police, told the sheriff that he had
begun his customary inspection of
all business establishments at four
o’clock, that he had reached the fill-
ing station shortly after five o’clock.
“I. saw Daugherty moving around,
waiting on a motorist in a muddy
coupe,” said the young, alert night
Officer. “Not a single thing looked
suspicious, so I drove on. I went back
to Headquarters. The call came in
The two men who had found the
body told the sheriff that they
worked nights at the Moore Milling
Company, and had pulled up at the
station to purchase some gas before
going home. They had spotted the
body almost immediately, sprawled
in the open doorway, the head of
Daugherty resting against the soft-
drink machine.
Eades was not sure, but he was
inclined to believe that the mud-
splattered coupe was not the murder
car. “I think I saw his lights turning
out in my rear-view mirror,” he told
the sheriff. “Moreover, we’re not sure
the killer came, here in a car. In the
other jobs he’s pulled, he has used
the victim’s car. Daugherty didn’t
have any. All right, how did he get
here? With no car, he could have
walked. It’s only a mile and a half
from the center of town.”
Sheriff Waldron agreed his reason-
ing held a measure of logic. How-
ever, Webb shook his head in dis-
agreement. “He’s no fool. He knew
the shot would arouse some atten-
tion, and he needed a fast. getaway.
He probably got a car somewhere,
either at the point of a gun or by
stealing a parked machine. We'd -
‘better keep our ears peeled for re-
ports of stolen cars.”
That money had again motivated
the heartless crime became apparent
with the arrival of one of the owners
of the automobile agency, S. E. Hall.
“He used one of the drawers in this
desk for cash. It’s gone,” Hall told
the officials.
He aroused their interest further
by stating that three days ago
Daugherty had asked him to get a
small revolver for him, asserting that
for the past few nights two men had
frequently strolled by the station,
moving slowly. Whenever they had
observed him watching, they had
hurried on.
“I bought him a .22 revolver. I
' wonder if it’s still here,” said Hall,
looking around the tiny office. In a
few minutes they had found the gun,
lying on top of a filing case in a
holster. It had not been fired.
The fact that Hall had mentioned
two men intrigued Webb consider-
eerie v.
HOTEL FORT LEWIS: Although the killets registered under
fictitious names, their short stay and hurried departure
aroused suspicion when the manager reported their actions.
ably. Was the phantom killer a duet?
Or were they completely innocent,
converted into potential robbers -by
Daugherty’s fear of the ghostly as-
sassin whom the newspapers had
widely publicized?
A red wafer of sun, creeping stead-
ily through the wintry murk, began
to shed pallid light over the murder
scene. Orander, his keen eyes search-
ing the entire area with methodical
care, soon made out an important
find: a piece of heavy, corded ma-
terial, with two holes cut from each
.end, a triangular indentation in the
center. It was a mask, crudely fa-
shioned.
“Picked it up in the weeds, right
.at the end of the driveway,” he in-
formed the sheriff. “He probably
dropped it in his getaway. I can’t
see him deliberately tossing us a
clue like this.” .
Webb, with high hopes of tracing
the material, immediately dispatched
it to the Roanoke lab for processing.
On top of this find came a report
that a green, 1941 Pontiac sedan had
been stolen sometime during the
night from in front of the Cinder-
block Corporation.
Hearing this, Webb muttered soft-
ly. “That’s like throwing the towel
smack in our face!” he declared.
“Tl bet anything that’s the car our
killer used. And he doesn’t mind ad-
vertising it—took it right from the
heart of the city. And just in time
to finish up his bloody job.”
The alarm—an inclusive descrip-
tion of the car together with motor
and body numbers—was put out on
every available circuit
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James Edward Dillon, In Salem on visit, was
sought for questioning after he was observed
in a bar having beer with Daisy Mae Newlin.
year-old attendant lying face down, just inside the
door of the Wiley-Hall Motors establishment. Recover-
ing from the momentary shock, the trio raced back to
the milling company, where Lawrence English seized
a phone and notified police.
“Not a soul was in sight when we walked past,” Sloan
told Eades a few minutes later when the officer arrived
on the scene. ‘Nobody heard a shot, either.”
A single bullet had drilled through Daugherty’s back,
near the right armpit, and come out of the left chest.
Like the victims of Roanoke’s phantom killer, the
man had been caught off guard. While on duty he
always carried a revolver in a shoulder holster. It
had not been removed. Nor were there signs of a
struggle.
Eades noticed that something was missing from the
wall counter. It was the cash drawer, which had con-
tained $160 in bills and change.
Hs ATTENTION was drawn by the sound of a car
coming up the driveway. It was Sheriff E. E.
Waldron, whom he had hurriedly phoned before leaving
the police station. Behind Waldron came Sergeant J.
E. Kidd, of the state police, and Detective Lieutenant
Frank H. Webb, of the Roanoke Police Department.
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the phony names on the register at the
Fort Lewis Hotel, one beginning with
James, and the other with ‘Thomas’ .. .
Well, I'd give quite a bit to talk to this
watery-eyed blond and his. pug-nosed
friend,” said Webb, hurling his cigarette
into the cold night air.
To didn’t stop trying, far from it.
Flying squads of city and county de-
tectives combed a twenty-mile area,
hunting for the mysterious pair. Warn-
ings were flashed to every city police de-
partment and sheriff’s office in West Vir-
ginia. ;
But there was no rise. Waldron and
Webb raged helplessly as the investiga-
tion began to limp, threatened to come
to a dead end, despite every effort to force
a break, Then, on the morning of Jan-
uary 26, one week after Daugherty’s mur-
der, came a crackling message from the
State Police at Wytheville...
“... To Sheriff’s Office ... Roanoke
County ...Green Pontiac sedan be-
lieved used by killer of Roby Daugherty
found on Brush Mountain , : . Call Lieu-
tenant Crews at Newton...”
Waldron pushed through an emergency
call, got Lieutenant P. W. Crews, of the
Wytheville State Police bureau, on the
phone. ;
“It’s the car, all right,” confirmed
Crews. “It’s got West Virginia plates,
but the motor number checks with the
one you flashed us. They probably used
stolen plates——”
“They?” broke in the sheriff.
you know that?”
“The car was abandoned on a side
road. A resident claims she saw two men
tinker with the motor for awhile and
then hurry down the road, on the way
to Christiansburg.”
“Get any descriptions?”
“One fairly big,.the other smaller,
slenderer. The big guy wore a khaki
overcoat and a slouch hat. The slender
one had on a jacket and a dark cap. The
woman thought it looked like a cab driv-
er’s cap. We're swinging barricades all
along this way. Suppose you use block-
ades all along Route 11 and Route 114.
There’s a chance they'll try to hitch a
ride.” :
Sheriff Waldron* hung up, inwardly
praying that Crews’ assumption they
would stay on the roads would prove to
be correct. Once they took to the sparse-
ly,settled, thickly wooded region of Brush
Mountain, days and perhaps weeks would
elapse before the fleeing suspects could
be rooted out—if they could be found...
The roads over the haze-covered Blue
Ridge Mountains became dotted with the
black squad cars of the county and State
police, sweeping all exits from the New-
port Road, setting up blockades manned
by heavily armed officers.
* But despite the heavy concentration of
armed force, precious minutes began to
slip away with not a sign of the mys-
terious pair who had fled thé green Pon-
tiac.
Mid-day passed, then one o'clock .. .
At exactly 1:25 a uniformed army cor-
poral, wearing overseas ribbons burst ex-
citedly into the Police Headquarters at
Christiansburg, twenty miles south of
“How do
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Newport.
“I was driving back from my home in
' Blacksburg,” he told Sergeant Robert
Anderson, “and I saw two men walking
through the shrubbery about five miles
back. And one of them had on a black
cap just like the radio has been describ-
ing all morning.” ,
“Which way were they walking?”
snapped Anderson.
“This way, towards Christiansburg.”
“On the highway?”
“Not exactly. Skirting it, I’d say.”
Anderson began frantic efforts to in-
tercept Chief of Police H. L. Dailey and
State Trooper W. M. Stanton, who had
left to coordinate the blockading move-
ment around Christiansburg.
The telephone rang harshly. A man
on the other end identified himself and
then claimed that he had driven past a
lunchroom two miles outside of Chris-
tiansburg and had spotted two men in the
establishment sipping coffee. “They look
a lot like the description the radio has
been broadcasting,” he asserted, “I'll
wait nearby and try to trail them if they
leave.”
FC yhersetyened soon located the police
chief and Stanton on the outskirts
of town. Grimly he informed the two
of the latest information. Stanton
whirled his car out on Route 8 towards
the lunchroom.
Five minutes later they had stalked
into the tiny combination store and res-
taurant. A large man, with a shock of
tangled black hair, a twisted nose and
thick lips, whirled around. The slender
blond youth, sitting beside him, sent a
stolid, expressionless look over his shoul-
der. He was dressed in a wool sweater
and a black chauffeur’s cap.
“Take it easy, Harrison, or you'll get
the same thing you handed out to
Daugherty,” warned Chief Dailey.
“Who told you my name is Harrison?
And what are you talking about?”
“Never mind, we'll give you all the dope
you want at Headquarters. Stand up!
You, too, Dillon.” Both men arose re-
luctantly.
A quick search revealed no sign of a
weapon. With the exception of a creased
pack of cigarettes and some change, their.
pockets were empty. Harrison’s bulldog
face broke intoa grin. —
“What’re you lookin’ for—some mar-
bles?” he sneered.
The police chief waved them to the car
without answering.
At Christiansburg Headquarters, Harri-
son sullenly denied having abandoned
the stolen Pontiac on Brush Mountain,
denied that he knew Roby Daugherty, or
had heard of his murder. “I been out in
West Virginia,” he claimed. “Hitched this
far with an Army officer.”
Dillon, the watery-eyed blond, offered
only a half-hearted attempt at subter-
fuge. “Okay, we stole the car,” he finally
admitted, “and we got the West Virginia
plates by taking them off another car
near Charleston, but I don’t know noth-
in’ about a murder.”
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to maintain they knew nothing of the
series of brutal slayings which. had ap-
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through the night, both stubbornly de-
nied criminal knowledge of the ghostly
assassinations.
T DAYLIGHT Sheriff Waldron led
a group of officers in an intensive,
inch-by-inch search of the tree-shrouded
Harrison home. Within an hour they
had uncovered a vital, damning piece of
evidence: in the soot-box of a dining
room stove was a .380 automatic!
Confronted with this, Harrison ap-
peared to lose ‘all hope. “All right, Z
killed him. No use trying to say I didn’t
now,” he said huskily. Running a nerv-
ous hand through his shock of black hair,
he agreed to give a complete statement—
but only on the murder of Daugherty.
He continued to deny that he was guilty
of the other slayings.
Dillon, shown Harrison’s confession,
cracked immediately. He gave swift con-
firmation to the official theory of the
crime—how they had “cased” the filling
station for three nights, how they had
waited at the Fort Lewis Hotel to avoid
attracting attention anywhere, how they
had stolen the Pontiac, gone on a binge
to West Virginia where their ill-gotten
loot was spent on women and liquor, how
they had daringly decided to come back
and try another “job” in the area they
knew best. He also admitted that the
mask had been cut from the Bevin car,
but without the knowledge * any mem-
ber of the family.
diately. The right job meant an office
where the boss either went away for his
summer vacation or was addicted to long
week-ends, and left signed, blank checks
for salaries and office expenses during
his absence.
Another. stunt that is often worked—
old, but amazingly successful—is ordering
a large quantity of merchandise at a store
to be sent to a local address. A check is
presented for more than the amount of
the bill and the difference is received in
cash. The address is phony, of course,
but the difference between the bill and
the bum paper is pure gravy.
Cashier’s checks and certified checks,
which most people accept as casually as
though they were cash, are also often
forged. It takes only a legitimate sample,
which is easy enough to secure and dupli-
. cate,
Because so many people were being
mulcted—mainly through cashing of gov-
ernment checks—the Secret Service fi-
nally inaugurated the “Know Your En-
dorser” campaign against forgers in an
attempt to educate the public.
UT JOE and I managed to steer clear
of trouble. We were doing fine. We
lived high, wide and handsome, and had
plenty of dough stowed away.
In one way, it was a wonderful life. I
bought everything I wanted, I went
where I liked, I did what I pleased. With
money, you’re always your own girl. But
‘oke Circuit Court and was given a sen-
Immediately after securing the confes- |
sions of the pair, Sheriff Waldron and
Lieutenant Webb ordered the release of
all persons who had come under suspi-
cion, including “Slim John” Mortell.
They were all declared completely inno-
cent of any connection with the murders.
Despite Harrison’s dogged refusal to
admit the two earlier outrages of pillage
and murder, Commonwealth’s Attorney
Eugene Chelf placed him on trial for his
life in the Roanoke County Circuit Court
at Salem on March 4. A. huge throng
listened in a hush of horror as the able
prosecutor tolled off the damning evi-
dence against the beetle-browed prisoner,
portrayed the cold-blooded shooting of
Roby Daugherty.
After deliberating only a brief time, the’
jury returned with a verdict that occa-
sioned little surprise—guilty of murder in
the first degree. With no recommenda-
tion for mercy being offered, Judge
Thurston Keister sentenced him to die by
electrocution in the State penitentiary at
Richmond on May 20, 1946.
On April 5, James Dillon, confessed ac-
complice of Harrison, pleaded guilty to
first degree murder charges in the Roan-
tence of 99 years in the Virginia State
Penitentiary.
“Slim John” Mortell and Harry Bevin
are fictitious names, used to, protect the
identity of innocent persons.
“PAPER” DOLL
(Continued from page 11)
in another, more important, way, it was
bad.
I never walked onto the street or into
a bank without the knowledge that
maybe my luck had run out. Maybe this
time the man would be waiting for me.
And fear was making an old woman of
me. I lost weight, I was always jittery
and nervous. I drank too much—and not
because I was getting a kick out of it, but
because I was constantly tense and on
edge.
I wanted out, and I wanted Joe to quit,
too. I figured we were pushing our luck
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with us. Joe didn’t agree.
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dough floating around this country. I bet
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about it, because they haven’t sense
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cancelled checks against their stubs.”
I said, “So far we’re in the clear. But
it isn’t going to last forever.”
“If you're jittery, maybe you’d better
lay off for a while,” Joe suggested. “Why
don’t you go away for a couple of
weeks?”
I did. I went to Virginia Beach, laid | 4
on the sand and got very brown. When’
I got back to New York, I looked like a
million bucks and felt wonderful.
Joe kissed me and said he’d missed
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j of Salem, Va.
Since midnight. the small city had been deathly
quiet. But as he cruised leisurely through the business
section, Eades dared not relax his vigilance: In his mind
was the,disturbing remembrance of two murders com-
mitted in that section within the past twelve days—
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which were so similar as to suggest that they were the
work of one killer.
Whoever he was, the mysterious criminal was still
abroad, probably ready to strike again. His two victims
had been men from Roanoke, only six miles east. Both
had been shot in the back without warning. Salem was
in uncomfortable proximity.
| In the western city limits, Officer Eades eased his
H car into the driveway of an all-night filling station in
order to turn around. He heard a man’s cheerful
greeting.
| “Five o’clock and all’s well!” called out Roby M.
| Daugherty, the night attendant. He grinned at Eades
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jaloppy.
“Hello, Roby,” the officer answered. “Let’s hope it
stays that way.” As he completed the turn and started
| back toward the business district, Eades.idly wondered
about the automobile at the gas station. The owner
had stood in the semi-darkness on the other side of
the car.
Back at the police station in Salem, Eades sat down
at his desk and relaxed with a newspaper. The.hands
of the wall clock pointed to 5:10 am. For twenty-five
minutes the officer read undisturbed.
j Then the jingling telephone broke the stillness. Eades
| picked up the instrument and heard an excited voice.
“Get out here quick!” it exclaimed. ‘“We’ve just
found Roby Daugherty dead on the floor of his filling-
| station—murdered!” .
The crime was discovered by Lawrence English, Troy
| English and John Sloan, three night workers at the
| nearby Moore Milling Company. As they were walking
past the gas station they noticed that the lights were This youth led police a merry chase, but was
| on, but were puzzled when they saw no sign of Daugh- convicted Mareh 5 of murder in first degree, =
erty. They decided to investigate, and found the 55- and was sentenced to die in the electric chair. soe
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ALL THAT day police in prowl cars patrolled the
£ roads for miles around, stopping every automobile
that looked in the least suspicious. At the sheriff’s
office and at the various state police barracks in that
section anxious-faced officers awaited reports that a
suspect had been caught.
x But night fell and still there was no trace of the
iller.
he had escaped through one of the tightest cordons ever
organized in southwestern Virginia, with only half an
hour’s head start.
That evening Sheriff Waldron and Lieutenant Webb
mapped plans for the following day.
“There’s one thing we’ve got to decide,” Waldron said,
“and that’s whether all three murders were committed
by the same person. The pattern of the first two were
almost identical. The latest bears a certain similarity
to the others, but it’s not complete. If one man is guilty
of all three, he’s beginning to change his pattern.”
The lieutenant nodded. ‘Let’s review the first two
cases and see what new conclusions we can draw.”
Webb opened two police files, and they began poring
over the facts assembled thus far.
The first murder had taken place on January 7, 1946.
The victim was William Ralph Chattin, 30. Like
Daugherty, he had been in charge of a filling station,
located on East Campbell Avenue in Roanoke. About
mid-afternoon of January 7 he was alone in the station
when the killer appeared and, at the point of a gun,
ordered Chattin to get into his own car, which was
parked at the station.
Then the station manager was forced to drive out
past the southern city limits and directed to take the
Yellow Mountain Road. At an isolated spot on the
road, about a mile south of the city, the car was stopped.
Chattin was ordered to get out, and the killer followed.
When they had walked a short distance, the gun roared
three times. Chattin fell with three .38 calibre bullets
He had holed up cleverly in their midst, or
in his body, two of them in the back. His body was
found the next day. He had been robbed of between
$50 and $75. ‘ ;
Two days after Chattin’s bullet-riddled body was dis-
covered, Roy R. Rice, 50-year-old auditor of the Seven-
Up Bottling Company was sitting alone in his office.
Late in the afternoon someone entered. Rice was
forced to open the company safe. The intruder took
$450 from it, then commanded Rice to march outside,
where the auditor’s car was parked.
They entered the auto, which left the city headed in
a northeast direction. Fifty miles away, south of
Lexington in Rockbridge County, the car stopped, and
Rice was ordered to walk into a field. Once again a
revolver barked. The auditor toppled forward with
several bullets in his back.
A few hours after Rice’s body was discovered the
following day, his car was found abandoned near the
Chesapeake and Ohio Railway station in Lexington. An
informant told the police that he had seen it there on
the previous evening. At that time a man had been
sitting in it, smoking cigarettes. But no satisfactory
description of the occupant was obtainable.
“In each of these crimes,” Lieutenant Webb pointed
out, “the killer abducted his victim and used the vic-
tim’s car. That’s where they differ from the Daugherty
case. Obviously whoever murdered Chattin and Rice
had no car of his own.”
Sheriff Waldron thoughtfully drummed the desk top
with his fingertips. “If the same man killed Daugherty,
he’s probably decided that the kidnaping stunt was too
risky. And since he had no car of his own, and if it is
the same man, he must have stolen one to make his
getaway last night. Let’s look at the car theft reports.”
Two automobiles had been stolen in Roanoke County
within 24 hours of the Daugherty killing. A 1941 Pon-
tiac sedan had been taken from Broad Street in Salem
at 10:30 o’clock in the morning (Continued on page 65)
seinen eae
It was Webb who had been directing the investiga-
tion of the two Roanoke murders. He had hastened to
Salem in the hope of developing a new lead.
“It could be the same murderer,” he told the sheriff.
“Both other men were shot in the back. And if
Daugherty was shot with a .38-calibre gun, that would
further support that theory.”
Sergeant Kidd moved toward the telephone. “He
can’t have traveled very far,” he said. “I'll throw a
road block on all major highways out of the city.”
Within an hour the highways were barricaded not
only in the immediate vicinity of Roanoke and Salem,
but also at points sixty miles distant.
“Tt must have been that guy in the old mud-spattered
car,” Eades told the others, relating the incident on his
last patrol. ‘He was here at exactly 5 a.m. Not many
cars stop here for gas that time in the morning. Roby
must have been. killed just a few minutes after I left.”
Sheriff Waldron was eager to hear more about the
mysterious man. But unfortunately there was little
else that the Salem officer could tell. All that Eades
had noticed was that the car was an old sedan of an
unknown make and was covered with mud. He did
not get a look at the driver, who had been standing
in the darkness behind the vehicle.
his body and the angle ot tne shot, Sheriff Waldron
extended the imaginary line, and began looking care-
fully along the wall inside the service station.
Sure enough, he discovered a mark where the plaster
had been freshly chipped. His pains were rewarded
when on the floor behind several oil cans, Waldron
found the bullet. The slug was damaged, but its calibre
was recognizable.
“It’s a thirty-eight!” the sheriff exclaimed. “And a
thirty-eight calibre gun was used in those other two
murders.”
For the time being, that lone clue had to satisfy
police. No others were in evidence.
When the citizens of Salem and Roanoke learned
later in the morning that a third murder had been
committed in their community in less than two weeks,
feeling ran fever high. Every available state, county
and city officer was assigned to the mystery. More
state troopers were rushed into Roanoke County from
other parts of the state. Fear mounted rapidly.
Business men started a reward fund that totalled
over $2,000 within a few hours. The Roanoke city
council met in special session. It offered to employ out-
side assistance if the police chief desired it, but he
declined, saying he could “think of no agency that can
Trooper Kidd sent out an alarm warning police help us.” Da
to be on the lookout for a car fitting that description. The fact that Roby Daugherty had been the latest loc:
| Presently the body was removed, and the investigators victim of the murder epidemic heightened civic indigna- mic
if launched a search for clues. But again, as in the case tion, for he was a popular and respected member of wh
i of the two previous murders, they seemed destined to the commuhity. He was the father of ten children, and ord
disappointment.
“The slug’s got to be around somewhere,” Detective
Webb said.
Judging from the position in which the body was
found, Daugherty was standing just inside the door when
shot, and presumably the bullet had been fired from
outside the station. Probably the slayer had been in
the act of entering the place. Visualizing the angle of
“Bullet which killed vi
had four sons in the armed services.
sympathy were universal.
“We simply can’t allow another murder to occur,”
Sheriff Waldron told a meeting of the law enforcement
officers. ‘We've got to act fast this time.”
Gravely his hearers nodded, aware that a reign of
terror might soon grip the county if the elusive killer
was not trapped.
Expressions of
| 66
here?” he asked in a friendly tone.
“Yes, he’s a friend of my son’s, from
West Virginia,” Mrs. Harrison replied.
“But he’s not here just now. Is there
any message?”
There was nothing important, Run-
yon assured her. He asked several
questions about the Dillon boy. The
woman said she was aware that he
had considerable money with him
when he came on the visit, but under-
stood his folks were well off. The boy
had a car of his own, she said, and
he and her son, Tommy, were out.
Runyon made a mental note to re-
turn the following day. Back at head-
quarters, Webb was waiting for him.
The officer related What he had
learned.
“That story of Tilley’s sounds fishy,”
he said. “That uncle routine has all
the earmarks of a phony yarn. I think
we'd better do some more checking on
Lew Tilley.”
But before he could; a startling de-
velopment came from another quarter
the next day. They had been on the
verge of releasing Craig Reardon for
lack of evidence when his former em-
ployer phoned headquarters.
“I thought you might like to know
that my revolver’s missing,” he said.
“It’s a .38 calibre.”
For a moment Webb was stunned.
Although the blond youth had acted
ivripa about the stolen car, the
ieutenant had thought he was merely
ullible. Questioning the farmer, he
earned that the gun had been in its
pager place the day before Reardon
Straightway, he had-the 18-year-old
boy brought before him. But Reardon
steadfastly denied iin the weapon.
Sheriff Waldron dropped into head-
quarters as the youth was led back
to his cell. Webb related Runyon’s
findings of the evening before.
“If Lew isn’t back from Norfolk by
tonight, we’ll have him picked up,” he -
said. “Whoever committed these mur-
ders is a vicious criminal. He’s just
Tilley’s kind.”
Tilley had never been accused be-
fore of a crime as serious as murder,
but his absence from the city seemed
highly suspicious. They could scarcely
believe that he was looking for a
job now. It was too pat.
And an hour later their suspicions
zoomed sky-high when Runyon came
in with a report that he had phoned
out-of-town relatives of the Tilley
brothers and discovered that the story
of the uncle’s bequest was a fabrica-
tion.
“The uncle died, all right, but he @ut
both boys off without a cent,” the
officer said.
A pick-up order was issued immedi-
ately for Lew and Charles. The latter
was stuttering nervously when he was
héuled into Lieutenant Webb’s office.
“I—I lied,” he said. “I admit it. I
‘didn’t get the money from my uncle.
I stole it from my father’s house the
last time I went to visit him.”
Tilley senior, a widower who lived
alone on a farm in the northern part
of the state, was not available when
the police telephoned him to check
the story. Webb ordered Charles held
until he could talk with the father.
“The car in his backyard looked
exactly like the one Eades saw,” the
lieutenant told Waldron. “But so did
the stolen one that the Reardon kid
“By the way,” asked the sheriff,
“was that other stolen car ever re-
covered—the 1941: Pontiac?”
’ was driving.”
Webb replied that it had not been.
“That could have been the one used
in that Daugherty killing,” Waldron
said, “Naturally, we’ve concentrated
on finding the old jalopy that Eades
saw, because it was there just a short
time before the murder. But that
doesn’t mean the real killer couldn’t
have come along later, just before the
crime was discovered.
Wes pursed his lips thought-
fully. “Maybe you’re right. Now
that you mention it, I had the feeling
all along that it didn’t make sense for
a murderer to steal a broken-down
wreck for a getaway. He’d be a lot
more likely to pick the newest car he
could find.”
The officers decided to send out a
new request to state police to watch
for the stolen Pontiac, even though
they feared that it might be hundreds
of miles away by this time.
Six days later, Friday evening, the
filling station attendant who had suc-
ceeded Daugherty made a discovery.
As he was walking out of the door
of the station, he had picked up a
small shining object buried in the
dirt. It was a .38 calibre automatic
cartridge case.
“It’s undoubtedly from the killer’s
gun,” Webb asserted. “The slugs
taken from Chattin and Rice were
fired from a .38 calibre revolver.”
“In that case, Reardon couldn’t have
killed Daugherty with his employer's
gun. It was a revolver, too.”
The blond youth was cleared of
suspicion and released that night
when his former boss phoned and
told the police that his gun had been
merely misplaced. That left the Tilley
brothers as the oniy remaining sus-
pects.
While trying to get in touch with
the elder Tilley on Saturday, Lieu-
tenant Webb received a report that
the 1941 Pontiac finally had been re-
covered.
“The state highway patrol found it
abandoned on Brushy Mountain, a
mile east of Newport,” Sergeant Kidd
phoned him. “We’re having it brought
jn.”
Newport is a tiny hamlet in the
mountains near the West Virginia
State line. According to word from
the state highway patrol, the engine
was still warm when the car was dis-
covered. The Pontiac bore West Vir-
ginia license plates which had been
affixed since it was stolen from Roa-
noke.
“Unless the car thief hitch-hiked a
ride, he ought to be still around in
that vicinity,” Webb said to Sheriff
Waldron.
The sheriff immediately picked up
the telephone and calléd Montgomery
County authorities, asking them to
watch for the thief.
“Are you sure it’s only one?” he
was asked. “A war veteran in that
neighborhood just phoned us that he
saw two young fellows waiking down
the mountain earlier today. When he
learned that a stolen car had been
left up there, he notified us.”
The veteran, Cpl. James W. Slus-
ser, had been visiting his father, who
lived nearby. He described the two
young men, emphasizing that one of
them would be easily recognizable
from the chauffeur’s cap he was wear-
in
Sitting i in the Christiansburg police
station at the time Slusser brought in
- the report was.a local business man,
Paul Hall. A short time after Slusser
had departed, Hall drove east along
U. S. Highway 11 and stopped for a
cup of coffee at a tourist camp. There
he saw the two men described by the
soldier.
Unobtrusively, Hall made his way
to a telephone and notified Chief of
Police H. L. Dailey, of Christiansburg.
Dailey, accompanied by Town Ser-
geant J. C. Anderson and State
Trooper W. M. Staton, rushed io the
tourist camp and found the young
men munching hamburgers.
Taken completely by surprise, the
shabbily dressed pair—one of them
wearing a chauffeur’s cap—iooked up
at the officers in astonishment, but
offered no resistance when placed un-
der arrest. In the Christiansburg po-
lice station they gave their names as
James Edward Dillon, 19, and Thomas
Edward Harrison, 20.
“Dillon's the kid who was visiting
the Harrison home, remember?”
Webb said to Sheriff Waldron. “And
he’s been throwing a lot of dough
around,”
Tro hours of grilling sufficed to
draw a confession from Dillon and
Harrison that they had stolen the
Pontiac. Nothing was said to them
about the hold-up killing of Daugh-
erty until they were brought to Roa-
noke,
There they were put in separate
offices and questioned all thai eve-
ning and the next day. Harrison
stoutly denied any part in the crime,
but Dillon finally gave in. He ad-
mitted that, after secreting the stolen
Pontiac during the day, they had
driven to the filling station about 5:10
a.m. with the intent of robbing it.
Harrison, he said, was behind the
wheel and carried the automatic.
When Daugherty walked out and was
confronted by the bandits, he turned
around and made a dive for the door.
As he crossed the threshoid, Harrison
pulled the trigger and he fell mortally
wounded.
Harrison, he said, then walked
calmly into the filling station, step-
ping over Daugherty’s body, pulled
out the cash drawer and carried it
back to the car, where Dilion waited
with the motor running. They sped
away and escaped to West Virginia
within an hour.
After driving around West Virginia
tor a couple of days, the two bandits
returned to Harrison’s home near
Roanoke, keeping the car hidden in a
barn most of the time. On the day
they were captured, they had gone
for a ride and the Pontiac’s motor had
stalled on the mountain, forcing them
to leave it.
When Harrison read the signed
statement he cursed his partner, then
threw in the sponge also, and gave
the police his own confession.
Both young men, however, ada-
mantly denied having had anything
to do with the two previous murders.
As this is written: most investigating
authorities were inclined to believe
them,
Justice was meted out swiftly and
in full measure. On March 5, Thomas
Edward Harrison, the confessed trig-
ger man, was convicted of murder in
the first degree, and sentenced to be
electrocuted on May 20.
Dillon was scheduled to face trial
at a later date.
(Epiror’s Note: Craig Reardon, Lew Tilley,
Charles Tilley and Daisy Mae Nowlin are
ctitious names to protect the identity of
tmnocent persons.)
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DETECTIVE
before the crime. Late that afternoon
a 1935 Plymouth sedan disappeared
from its parking place in downtown
Roanoke.
“The description of that Plymouth
fits the car that Eades saw Daugherty
servicing early this morning,” the
sheriff remarked. “It was dark blue,
an old model, and was mud caked.
The state highway patrol has been
watching for it.”
V ALDRON and Webb conferred
a while longer and went home.
Still they could not decide whether
the Daugherty killing was linked with
the two previous murders. Before re-
tiring the sheriff gave orders to be
called in case any development, no
matter how small, was reported dur-
ing the night.
At 6 a.m. the phone at his bedside
rang Waldron recognized the voice of
Sergeant Kidd.
“State troopers in Martinsville have
the Plymouth that was stolen here
Friday morning,” he said excitedly.
“The kid who was driving it admits
he got it in Roanoke, but claims he
bought it. He also denies knowing
anything about the filling station rob-
bery.”
Instantly Waldron was wide awake.
“How soon can they bring him back
here?”
“In a couple of hours,” the sergeant
replied. Martinsville lies directly
south of Roanoke, not far from the
Virginia-North Carolina border.
Waldron, Webb and Eades were on
hand when, shortly before 8 o'clock,
two state troopers led a slim blond
youth into the sheriff’s office. He gave
the name Craig Reardon and said his
home was near Madison, N. C. He
was on his way there, he said, when
the troopers picked him up.
“What were you doing in Roanoke?”
Waldron asked.
“I was working on a farm north of
here until last Thursday,” he answered.
“I quit and decided to go home. I
had a little money and a fellow I met
offered to sell me the car for forty
bucks, so I bought it.”
“Did he give you a title to it?”
Reardon shook his head. “He said
I wouldn't need it.”
“Where were you Saturday morning
around five o'clock?”
“I was parked on a street in the
south part of the city, sleeping in the
car. I didn’t have any money left
after I'd bought it. I expected to meet
a friend of mine Saturday afternoon,
and borrow some money to buy gas
and get home.”
Lieutenant Webb glanced at the
sheriff. “Eades just took a look at the
car downstairs,” he said. “He thinks it
resembles the one he saw at the filling
station. Maybe this kid is covering up.
He could have hidden the money or
mailed it to his home before leaving.”
Sheriff Waldron turned to the youth.
“You claim you bought the car? Who
sold it to you?”
Reardon didn’t know. It was some-
one he had met on a street corner, he
claimed.
*“We'll hold him for investigation,”
the sheriff told Webb, “and check his
Phantom Secret of Brushy Mountain
(CONTINUED FROM PAGE 53)
whereabouts at the time Chattin and
Rice were killed. We’ll also have his
mail watched at Madison. His story
doesn’t sound convincing to me.”
Sergeant Kidd drove to the farm
north of Roanoke, where Reardon said
he. had been employed. The farmer
corroborated his statement, although
he said that farm work didn’t suit the
youth, and that he had appeared rest-
less lately. So far as he knew, how-
ever, the boy had a good character
and had never been in trouble.
“Was he working on the farm on
January 7 and 9?” Kidd asked.
The man nodded. “Yes, he was here
both those days. Saturday was his
regular day off.”
Kidd reported back to Sheriff Wal-
dron.
“To tell the truth, he doesn’t look
like the killer type to me,” the sheriff
said, “but these baby-faced kids can
fool you. We'd better hold him and
see what turns up.”
Sunday and Monday passed with
no new developments, despite the close
watch of state police on the highways.
More money was added to the reward
for information leading to the arrest
and conviction of Daugherty’s killer.
New pressure was brought on the law
enforcement officers.
N AUGMENTED force of officers
that night descended upon haunts
frequented by the rougher elements
of the city, and by morning they had
a new lead.
Officer Sam Runyon walked into
Webb's office with information that
immediately aroused the police lieu-
tenant’s interest. .
“Remember Daisy Mae Nowlin?” he
asked. “She’s got a new boy friend,
and she’s sporting a diamond ring.”
Webb had good reason to remember
Daisy Mae. She had served a term in
the girl’s industrial school, and ‘she
had been suspected of being an accom-
plice in several robberies. But the
police had been unable to gather
enough evidence against her to obtain,
a conviction. She associated habitually
with criminals, and more than one of
her former boy friends were behind
bars for crimes in which she was be-
lieved to have had a hand. Recently,
Webb knew, she had been consorting
with a petty thug named Lew Tilley, ;
an alumnus of state prison.
“That’s interesting,” the lieutenant
murmured. ‘“Who’s the guy?”
“T never saw him before,” Runyon
answered, “but they were drinking
beer together last night in one of the
downtown joints. I asked several peo-
ple about him, and they said he was
a kid from West Virginia. His name’s
Jim Dillon.”
“What’s his racket?”
“He hasn’t any, so far as I could
learn. No police record either, accord-
ing to our files. I understand he came
here a couple of weeks. ago to visit
a family at R. F. D. Route No. 2. He
seems to have plenty of money, but
looks like a decent kid. I think Daisy
Mae is just taking him for<a ride.”
“How about the diamond?”
“Y asked her where she got it. She
said it was none of my business, so
long as it wasn’t stolen. Maybe this
Dillon kid bought it for her—or maybe
Tilley did.”
Webb laughed. “Not Tilley. He’s
been strapped since he got out of stir,
and he knows we’re watching him so
closely he doesn’t dare pull anything.
Still, I can’t imagine who else would
be that interested in her.”
“Maybe I can find out some other
way,” Runyon said, starting to leave.
A sudden idea struck Webb. “Say,
she may have bought it herself—that
is, if she got a cut in one of those
recent hold-ups. Let’s follow it up.
And check on this Dillon kid, too,
while youre at it.” .
Officer Runyon spent the rest of the
day visiting local pawnshops and
small jewelry establishments. Late in
the afternoon, he got the information
he wanted.
“Yeah, I sold the ring,” one of the
pawnbrokers admitted.
“Did she buy it herself?” Runyon
asked. .
The man snorted. “Not her. Lew
Tilley’s brother paid for it.”
“His brother? She’s Lew’s girl, not
his brother’s.” .
“She’s anybody’s, from what I hear.
Anyway, it was Charles Tilley who
brought her in and bought the ring.”
Runyon returned to police head-
quarters with the news. Webb was
puzzled.
“Charles Tilley never had that kind
of dough. He’s never been anything
but a freight handler. Do you sup-
pose?”
“That it could have been Lew’s
money? Lew, you know, hasn’t been
around the past few days.”
Webb thought for a moment. “It
might be a good idea to have a talk
with Charles.”
When Runyon pulled up in front
of the faded frame house on the out-
skirts of the city where the two
brothers lived, Charles Tilley had
just come home from work. He was a
powerfully built, beetle-browed young
man who wore a perpetual frown.
Runyon came directly to the point and
asked if his brother had supplied the -
money to buy the Nowlin girl’s ring.
“No, I ‘bought it for her myself,”
replied Tilley, scowling. ‘“She’s a good
friend of mine. Anything the matter
with that?”
Runyon shrugged. “It just looked
funny, that’s all. I wondered where
you got the dough.”
“My uncle left me some.”
The officer was on the point of leav-
ing when he glanced out the window
and noticed a car standing in the back
yard. It was a maroon Oldsmobile
sedan, and it appeared to be at least
ten years old.
“Did you buy that with part of the
money?” he asked.
Charles Tilley glanced at him sus-
piciously and nodded, but said nothing
further.
BR UNYON got into his car and
headed out on Route 2 until he
came to the rural home of W. H.
Harrison. A kindly gray-haired wom-
an came to the door.
“Is a boy named Jim Dillon visiting
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for slaves Nancy and Jim, executed for unspecified felony
in Nansemond County, Virginia,
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sury Office, C,sh Disbursement Journals, Virginia S,ate
Library.
Two slaves = Nassamond Co,, Va.,y = Continued
Mat the execution of two negroes in Nansemond Co, on Fri-
day for theattempted merder of Brothers, their master,
the culprits implicated in their dying confessions = which
were very contradictory - a white man mamed Franklin who,
they alleged, promised them their freedom and a large
amount of money if they would executed the deed. Franklin
was arrested and imprisoned. The crwod assembled at the
execution wanted to take Franklin from jail and executed
him on the spot but the law prevailed." ENQUIRER,
11-25-1857 (2-5)
JIM anagancr ) Se
Virginia
"The county court of Nansemond on Monday last (9-12-1857),
sentenced two negro slaves to be hung, for a murderous
assault on a young man named William Brothers, A white
man,named Nathan Franklin, has been implicated in the
matter and sent on to the Superior Court for trial,"
RICHMOND ENQUIRMR, Richmond, Virginia, Septe 16, 1857
"The mgroes implicated in the a tempt to murdef and rob
Mr, William 2 Brothers at his residence near Suffolk,
Va,, in July lasl, were tried on Monday and found guilty
of the crime charged. They were thereupon sentenced to be
hung on Nov, 20 1857, In this case the negroes assaulved
Mr, Brothers after breaking into his house, with an axe,
cut off his left hand, broke his right arm in several pla-
ces and inflicted several severe cuts on his breast and
Box 113, bxce. Papers of Gav. Va. State Archives.
Madetinite Sty of exteutton grwrfted on 823-1600 1 order
70 tavestigate a Cltter Apap he wus Actually a rurnandey
fon Maryland frobably wor executed wrstil Stme frie
tn the Following year. But detinitely not pardoned 17 Casmmuted
to transyortation titer Since his Meme 1s met annong Sbete 50 Orelered
9 Box /39 of Exce. Papers
HARRY, Slave
Slave Harry, the property of Tindsey Nelashmale of
Maryland, was tried in Hanover County, Va., on July 30,
1800, and convicted of having raped Keziah Butler at
the Parish of St. Paul on June 2), 1800. He was valued
at 70 lbs and ordered to be hanged on September 5, 1800,
The execution was verified but the owner was not compen-
sated until Jane 5, 1803.
Archives of Virginia, Auditor's Records, Box 5, Item 153,
1803 8nvelope.
| CHAINEY, Female slave \ ~ Delete SINS PIE.
",..Chainey, a slave of Jane Lafferty of Bath, was hanged
in 1800 (in Highland County, Va.) for the mrder of her
twoeyear=old child, the owner being indemnified by the
copnty in the sum of $233.33. Such was a requirement of
the criminal code..." Excerpt from HISTORY OF HIGHLAND
COUNTY, page 213, provided by Sule K. Dudley, Clerk of
Highland County Circuit Court, Monterey, VA 21,65
ERROR J Sentence Computed according 7o Tria/
transcript ano accompanyting papers tn Bax No. {12
of Exec. Papers of Gov. Va. State /rehives.
HARRY (Slave) ligged | I ve 7 a 91
"175l-Harry, slave of Henry Armistead's esta te, stole
gun from Joseph Whitehead = HUNG. This was a second
offense; previously Harry had broken into the house of
Hugh pate and stolen a pun, (He had been burned in the
left hand in open court and given 39 lashes at the
whipping post upon conviction of this crime," COLONIAL
CAROLINE, A HISTORY OF CAROLINE COUNTY, VIRGINIA, by
TR, Gompbelis Richmond: Dietz Press, "Ine es 195, p
tae fund 0 Careline County brder Book (, ive. S95 sy) i
, Back ty Lack tetas for househyeapyreg Ot
i. peabib prior Js Joon & Gittp. Loutcted OF C2C%.
for 4 OF IY PeaTed or SLirst fdtctivcns tad
Otath penalty on Second pdithnent Lyyhe fouses of
Hugh Davis and Josggh We phir itd. ftarry’s vafue
Sof ar KG50°
HENRY . Slave
Henry, slave of James Sheppard, was hanged March 2, 1859,
for attempted rape, Goochland County, Vae
P,ovided by S,hwartz, July 6, 1985, sourcing: Virginia
Treasury Office, Cash Disbursements Journals, Virginia
State Library and Order Book Goochland County, 1859,
198 ’ 508-511,
Charge ale 70 ZYA/O0 per Exec. Mourne] Of OW
brary dated 2/36/60.
"hog
Aecordiy ty Exee. Jour! of Gov. 5/30/55 the
| Correct Jocation was ach ting bravo County.
HENAXY, a Slave
Eurlington (?) Co., Va., trial 5-16-1855, of
Henry, slave of George Nixon, convictéd of the
murder of Franklin Deane and Thomas Shenault,
eheriff attested that the execution took place
on dune 29, 1855, and compensation made on 7-16,
& ren, of Va.e, Sud, Recs., Box 8, Item 153,
env. 1855,
Slave HENRY, hanged at Wytheville, Virginia, on March 22, 1839,
Excerpt from "Fire Protection in Early Wytheville," by W. R. Chitwood, in
WYTHE COUNTY HISTORICAL REVIEW, No. 3, July 1972, pages 5-6. .References
not included.
The Wythe County Order Books would indicate that three separate fires occurred
on the following dates: December 16 and 29, 1838 and January 7, 1839. Henry, a Negro
slave boy belonging to Robert Kent, was charged with “having on the 16th day
of December 1838, feloniously, maliciously, unlawfully and willingly" set fire
to a house belonging to the heirs of Jacob Wohlford, and in the possession of
R. Gibbony as a tailoring establishment. He confessed to the crime, stating
that he had been induced into doing the act by Harry, a slave belonging to
Shepherd Brown and recently purchased from James R. Miller. Harry had promised
him a suit of clothes if he would bur the tailoring shop, as he was seeking
revenge. Henry explained at the trial that at one time Gibboney had purchased
Harry and his wife and that Harry was to be taken to Mississippi to be sold,
While his wife would be kept by Gibboney.
In his confession, Henry related that he mentioned to Harry that Mr. Gibboney
would probably be burned in the fire and that Harry said that was all right.
He further confessed that he thought about this for some time, but finally
decided to do it. Getting up around four o'clock Sunday morning, he untied
himself (on the orders of Mr. Kent he had been tied by another slave the night
before) and slipped out of the barroom of Kent's Tavern where he and several
other slaves were sleeping. Getting a shaving cup and a candle from the dining
room, he returned to the barroom, put live coals in the cup and went out.
Proceeding to the back door of the shop occupied by R. Gibboney and Comapny,
he poured the coals on the door sill, lighted the candle and placed it so that
the blaze would set the weatherbaording afire. He then went to Richard
Mathew's to get wood to make the morning fire and returned to the barroom
where he had slept. While he was in the kitchen the other slaves discovered
the fire and gave the alarm. Perhaps to divert suspicion from himself, he went
out to help fight the fire by carrying water and taking out goods.
The court found him guilty on January 17, 1839 and sentenced him to be "hanged
by the neck until he be dead" by the sheriff Friday, March 22nd. He was certified
by the court to be worth eight hundred dollars and his owner was assessed twenty-
five dollars to pay David McComas, his lawyer.
Dr. Jacob Haller as a Witness for the prisoner stated that prisoners were frequently
told that they would be better off if they told the truth. Fleming K. Rich,
another witness, stated that he was requested to go to the jail and take measure-
ments of the prisoners for a coffin previous to the time that the confession had
been made by the prisoner.
Henry was also accused of setting fire to a house, the property of William Hay,
Sr., on January 7, 1839. This building was used by Dr. Jacob Haller and Thomas
J. Morrison as a lumber house. On February 11th another slave, Cyrus, belonging
to David Wisely, was charged with “advising, counseling, aiding, and abetting"
Henry to set fire On December 29, 1838 to the house of William Hay occupied by
Messrs. Haller and Crockett. This building was probably the Apothecary Shop
mentioned in the paper. This latter fire sound very much like that of January
7th and it si possible that it was the same, with the dates being recorded in-
correctly. For some reason the case against Cyrus was dismissed and not
further proscuted.
HENRY, a slave
Matthews Co., Va., Court of Oyer & Terminer held
July <8, 1827, - Henry, slave of Thomas Davis,
er., Was hanged on sept. 7, 1827, and valued at
9375.00, This was extruct from the minutes
Stuting that ne was nauged & signed Thomas &,
Leatman, Clerk,
auditor' 8 mecords, srciives of Va., 1827 LV:
Item 153, Box 5,
Aggravated Bury lar - Dn night of 7-19-47 he sheygped snaked
ahd brohe titho the MUSE OF. Wits DUIS Wipe in he beat tye Mrs.
hedtfhia Paws. Box 299, Executive
Fapers of Governor.
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Maryland man becomes record 8th inmate
executed by Va. this year
© Pope. citing DNA evidence, seeks clemency for Virginia killer O'Dell
BY BILL BASKERVILL, Associated Press
Copyright 1996, Landmark Communications Inc.
JARRATT, Va. -- In a modern record for executions in a year, Ronald Lee Hoke
Sr. was put to death Monday night for the 1985 rape, robbery and murder of a
Petersburg woman.
Hoke, 39, of Hagerstown, Md., received a lethal injection at the Greensville
Correctional Center. He was pronounced dead at 9:19 p.m. He became the eighth
inmate executed in Virginia this year, the most in a single year since Virginia resumed executions
in 1982 after a 20-year hiatus.
Hoke's last statement was inaudible to witnesses. But Corrections Department spokesman David
Botkins said Hoke's last words were: ‘I know I have caused a lot of pain to the victim's family. I
hope one day they can forgive me. I love you to my girlfriend, Dawn."
Hoke's attorney, Bart Stapert, said Hoke received a sedative before the execution. Stapert
comforted a woman witness who knew Hoke and who was weeping and saying, ©’ Dear God,
dear God," repeatedly.
When Hoke closed his eyes, the woman said, ‘He's gone." She would not identify herself.
Hoke, who had neatly trimmed hair and a mustache, lifted his head and peered into the witness
booth twice before the execution procedure started.
About a dozen death penalty protesters waited outside the prison, including Dawn Hacker,
Hoke's girlfriend from England. She declined an interview.
A few hours before the execution, Gov. George Allen rejected Hoke's request for clemency and
the U.S. Supreme Court denied a stay.
Hoke was convicted of the capital murder of Virginia Stell. Stell, 56, had been stabbed in the
back and stomach, gagged with her underwear and bound at the wrists and ankles with an
electrical cord.
Allen, in a statement issued late Monday, said Hoke confessed three times to the slaying.
‘The various issues raised by Hoke's counsel in his clemency petition have been litigated
thoroughly,” Allen said. **... The victim, Virginia Stell, and her surviving loved ones should be in
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BY FRANK GREEN
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JARRATT -- Ronald Lee Hoke Sr., convicted of raping, robbing and stabbing to
death a woman the day he was released from a state mental institution, was
executed by injection last night.
Greensville Correctional Center officials said Hoke was pronounced dead at 9:19
p.m.
"I know I have caused a lot of pain for the victim's family," Hoke said before he was
executed. "I hope one day they can forgive me."
Hoke was the eighth person executed in Virginia this year, the most in any state for
1996. Virginia ranks third in the country for most executions, 37, since the
resumption of the death penalty in the mid-1970s.
Hoke, 39, was sentenced to death for the October 1985 slaying of Virginia Stell, 56,
a Petersburg woman he met hours after he was discharged from Central State
Hospital.
The hospital had given him a bus ticket back to his home in Hagerstown, Md., and a
ride to the bus station. However, he cashed in the bus ticket and used it to buy
drinks in the bar where he met Stell.
The two went to her apartment where he admits he tied her up and stabbed her to
death. But he said the robbery was an afterthought to the murder and that the two
had had consensual sex.
Stell was found dead in her bed. She had been stabbed with a kitchen knife, gagged
with her underwear, and had her wrists and ankles bound with electrical cord.
Hoke turned himself in to police in Maryland several days after the slaying. Until he
surrendered and confessed, Petersburg police had no suspects in the murder.
His lawyer, Gerald T. Zerkin of Richmond, argues that Hoke was improperly
convicted of capital murder. He alleges, among other things, that the prosecution
hid evidence of Stell's prior sexual conduct that buttressed Hoke's contention their
sex was consensual.
Last year, U.S. District Judge Robert R. Merhige Jr. ordered a new trial based on
the withheld evidence. But the 4th U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals reinstated Hoke's
Let
HOKE, Ronald @., Sr., white, injection (Petersburg), December 16, 1996.
HOKE, Ronald L., white.-”Pending execution: Dec. 16-Ronald Hoke, of Maryland, was
convicted of the 1985 abduction, rape and murder of a Petersburg woman.”- Times-Dispatch,
Richmond, VA, 10/19/1996.
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our minds at this time."
The Supreme Court entered an order denying Hoke a stay. Justices John Paul Stevens and Ruth
Bader Ginsburg were on record as saying they would have voted to grant the stay, said court
spokesman Ed Turner.
Stell's body was found in her apartment. The contents of her purse and dresser drawers had been
emptied on the floor. A bottle of pills taken from Stell was in Hoke's possession when he turned
himself in to police in Hagerstown a few days later.
Prosecutors argued that Hoke abducted, raped and robbed Stell before killing her with a kitchen
knife.
Hoke's lawyer, Gerald Zerkin, contends the sexual intercourse was consensual and the thefts
were an afterthought. In August, a panel of the 4th U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals voted 2-1 to
overturn a federal judge's ruling that the jury should have been told about Stell's ‘active sexual
history."
Zerkin claims in clemency petition that a prosecutor changed the-charge from first-degree
murder to capital murder because he wanted to be ‘the first black prosecutor (in Virginia) to put
a white man on death row."
He also contends that Hoke's trial lawyer, whose license has been suspended for neglecting
clients, failed to subpoena medical and psychological records.
The murder occurred on Oct. 4, 1985, hours after Hoke was discharged from a state mental
hospital in Petersburg. He was given a bus ticket to Hagerstown and two dozen pills to counter
anxiety.
Hoke says he cashed the bus ticket and went to a bar, where he started drinking and taking pills.
He says he met Stell at the bar, and they went to her apartment and had sex.
According to Hoke, she later started cooking and set off the smoke alarm. He says he smashed
the alarm, she slapped him, and he tied her up and stabbed her to death.
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Prisone Is ighth Executed This Year in Nei
‘By Bill Baskervill
~JARRATT, Va., Dec. 16—Ronald
Lee Hoke Sr. was executed tonignt
for the 1985 rape, robbery and mur-
der of a Petersburg, Va., woman he
met at a bar.:
He was the eighth prisoner put ©
death in Virginia this year, the most
in a single year since the state re-
‘sumed executions 1 in 1982, after a
20-year hiatus. hye
Hoke, 39, of Hagerstown, Ma.,
ble to witnesses. “But Corrections
Department spokesman David Bot- from first-degree murder to capital
- murder because he wanted to be “the
-first black prosecutor [in Virginia] to
kins said Hoke’s last words were: “I
know I have Caused a lot of pain to.
the victim’s family. I hope one day
they can forgive. me. I love you. to.
my girlfriend, Dawn.”
Bart “Stapert, an a opaey for | been suspended: for neglecting cli-
Hoke, said Hoke received a bedative ents, failed to subpoena medical and
: psychological records.
before the execution. ==" »
Hoke was convicted of the capital
murder of Virginia Stell,-who was
stabbed in the back and stomach,
gagged with her underwear and
bound with an electrical cord.
A few hours before the execution,
Gov. George Allen rejected Hoke’s
request for clemency. In a state-
ment, Allen (R) noted that Hoke
confessed three times to the slaying.
“The various issues raised by
Hoke’s counsel in his clemency peti-
- tion have been litigated thoroughly,”
Allen said. “. . . The victim, Virginia
Stell, and her surviving loved ones
should be in our minds at this time.”
Earlier, the Supreme Court entered
John Paul Stevens’ and Ruth Bader
Ginsburg were on record as saying
they would have voted to grant the
stay, court spokesman Ed Turner said.
Stell’s body was found in her apart-
ment. The contents of her purse and
Fe
S dressée” “drawers ge fail emptied
onto the floor. A bottle of pills taken -
“from Stell was. in Hoke’s possession *
when he turned himself in to police in
Hagerstown a few days later. "’
Prosecutors said Hoke ‘abducted,
raped and robbed Stell before kalling
her with a kitchen knife. -
- Hoke’s attorney, Gerald Zerkin,
contended that the sexual inter-
course was consensual and that the.
thefts were an afterthought...”
hIn ‘August, a’ panel of the 4th US.
Circuit Court of Appeals voted 2 to 1.
was executed by injection at Greens-
ville Correctional Center here. He
was pronounced dead at 9: 19 p.m.
Hoke’s last ‘statement was inaudi- —
to overturn a federal judge’s ruling
that the jury should have been’ told
about’Stell’s “active sexual history.” ~~
_-Zerkin said in the clemency pétition
that a prosecutor changed the charge
put a white man on death row.”
He also contended that Hoke’ Ss,
trial attorney, whose license’ has
Basta. ’
” Stell was slain Oct. 4, 1985, hes
_ after Hoke was discharged from a.
state mental hospital i in Petersburg,
Va. ‘He was given a bus ticket to Ha-
gerstown and two dozen pills to:
counter anxiety. —
-Hoke said he seted i in the buts tick |
et and went to a bar, where he started
drinking and taking pills. He said that |
he met Stell at the bar and that they »
went to her apartment and had sex. :
According to Hoke, she later start=
| ed cooking and set off a smoke alarm.’
He said that when he smashed the
_ alarm, she slapped him and that he:
*. tied her up and stabbed her to death.
an order denying Hoke a stay. Justices .
FOR MORE INFORMATION “2.
To read a list of prisoners put to death
this year in the United States, click on
the above symbol on the front page of
The Post’s site on the World Wide Web
at http://www.washingtonpost.com
VIRGINIA:
Suspended Attorney Handled Death Cases
RICHMOND (AP) -- Two of 10 death row inmates set for execution in
Virginia by the end of the year were defended by a court-appointed
attorney whose license was suspended last week for neglecting
clients.
John Henry Maclin IV of Petersburg was the trial attorney for
condemned killers Gregory Beaver and Ronald Hoke, scheduled for
execution.,on Dec. 5 and Dec. 16, respectively. Last Friday,
the Virginia State Bar's Disciplinary Board suspended Maclin's
license for four years for neglect in 2 unrelated but undisclosed
cases.
Maclin said Wednesday that his trouble with the bar had nothing to
do with either of the men facing execution. He also said it
concerned the timely representation of clients, not his competence.
But Marie Deans, a longtime advocate for death row inmates, said
Maclin's case raises questions about the quality of lawyers
appointed to represent indigent defendants on trial for their lives.
David E. Boone of Richmond, one of the most experienced capital
murder defense attorneys in the country, agreed. Boone said the
problem is a particular concern in rural areas.
"Probably 95 percent of all capital cases are court-appointed,"
he said. "My experience has been, when you get to rural areas
there's a limited number of attorneys who will accept appointment in
capital cases. I think that's the problem."
Boone has represented more than a dozen people facing the death
penalty but was hired for most of the cases and not appointed by the
court. None of his clients has been sentenced to deat ;
Maclin said he gave the best defenses possible for the two
condemned men.
Beaver was sentenced to death in Prince George County in September
1985 for the slaying of a state trooper. Hoke, a former mental
patient, was convicted in Petersburg in August 1986 of killing a
56-year-old woman.
(c) Associated Press, Oct. 24, 1996
State plans 5 December executions
“Despite its uselessness to (Bea-
ver)... the plea agreement was of
tremendous benefit to Rainey as it
allowed him to avoid the unpleas-
ant, embarrassing and career-
threatening task of g to vigor-
ously attack the state’s case in the
defense of an accused cop killer,”
Boaver's new attorney, Christopher
McMurray, wrote in a recent peti-
tion to the U.S. Supreme Court,
Lower courts have said there was
no conflict.
Beaver is set to die Dec. 5.
Larry Stout, scheduled to die five
days after Beaver, also pleaded
guilty on the advice of a court-ap-
pointed attorney. That lawyer, Wil-
liam Bobbitt, offered no evidence
and called only Stout as 3 witness at
Stout’s sentencing. Stout was sen-
tenced to death for killing the own-
er of @ Staunton dry cleaning busi-
hess in 1987,
New lawyers for Stout appealed,
saying Bobbitt was ineffective. U.S.
District Court Judge C. James Turk
agreed and granted him a new sen-
tencing But the 4th Circuit re
versed Turk, calling Bobbitt’s deci-
sion to put on no witnesses “a
conscious, strategic decision.”
The 4th Circuit also threw out a
district court order for a new trial
for Ronald Lee Hoke, set to dic
Dec. 16, Hoke, convicted of raping
and killing a Petersburg woman,
claitned that the prosecution with.
held key evidence at his trial,
That evidence — crucial to the
element of rape that made Hoke's
offense punishable by desth —.con-
sisted of police interviews with
three men who, like Hoke, said they
met the victim in a bar and went
home with her for sex,
VA.
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‘U.S. District Court Robert R.
Merhige ruled that the prosecution
illegally withheld the interviews
from Hoke's court-appointed
lawyers.
But the 4th Circuit disagreed,
saying the evidence “was reason-
ably available” to Hoke's lawyers.
Had they undertaken a “reasonable
and diligent” investigation, wrote
Judge J, Michael Luttig, the law-
yers would have found the same
three men.
The law license of one of Hoke's
lawyers, John Henry Maclin, was
recently suspended for four yeara
by the Virginia State Bar Disciplin-
ary Board. Maclin, who alsn repre-
sented Gregory Beaver along with
Thomas Rainey, had neglected his
clients itt two undisclosed cases, the
board found, ~
The U.S. Supreme Court, which
accepts very few cases for raview,
has twico reversed the death sen-
tence of Lem Davis Tuggie, set to
die Dec. 12 for the rape and mur-
der of # Smyth County woman,
But each time, Tuggle’s case was
kicked back and reaffirmed by the
court that had affirmed it in the
first place.
In 1994, U.S. District Judge Turk
found that Tuggle's rights had been
violated: in seven ways during his
trial. A year later, the 4th Circuit
overruled hitry,
The U.S. Supreme Court took the
case for a second time in 1995, re-
versed it, arid sent it back to the 4th
Circuit. Again, the 4th Circule ruled
against Tuggle,
“OK, 80 he's an unpopular guy,”
says Tuggle's Richmondebased law-
yer, Timothy Kaine. “But still. The
law was just egregiously violated in
ways that wouldn't be tolerated in a
traffic case. But that's the way
i are in these cages in this
Joseph O'Dell, the last inmate
scheduled fot execution before the
end of the year, wag sentenced to
die for the 1985 rape and murder of
Helen Schartner in Virginia Beach,
O'Dell was given a new sentence:
ing by US. District Judge James R.
Spencer, who ruled that when the
prosecutor argued that O’Dell was a
future danger to society O'Dell
should have been allowed to tall the
jury he would be ineligible for Ppa-
role if sentenced to life.
Spencer's decision is consistent
with a 1994 US. Supreme Court
In & Case ed Simmons v
South Carolina. But in a 7-8 deci-
SiON announced in September, the
4th Circuit ruled that, because
O'Dell's Sentencing took place be.
fore the Supreme Court decided the
ny case, it did not apply to
- Beeause lower federal courts in
other circuits have ruled that Sim-
mons is retrosctive, the U.S. Su.
Preme Court may decide to grant a
my in O’Dell’s case to resolve the
Paul Rhoury, 3 Washington cons
tracts lawyer, pent nine years
navigating the Virginia capital ha-
beas landscape on ehalf of his cli.
ett, Joseph Patrick Payne. Until
V. Allen examined Payne's case
and granted him clethency three
hours before his scheduled execu.
tion, oury says, no one would
consider Cvidence of Pa ne!
t 8
innacence.
that evidence,” Says Khoury,
“Tf you were to tell that evidence
to any man on the Street, he would
tell you Joe Shouldn't be @xecuted,
But we told a lot of men on the
bench and they all essentially said,
‘That's hot my problem,’ ”
Virginia law allows the governor
to grant Clemency to any con-
Senne prisoner. When Allen
red his life, Payne joined 3
Broup of three men whose death
sentences have been commuted by
& Virginia governor ~ Joseph Giar-
ston. In those cases, former
Gov. L, Douglas Wilder doubted
: three had xhausted
their appeals in Print treaty
Executive Clemency is the state’s
last-ditch fail-safe, But, says
Khoury, the system was desi t
work differently, sided
In Virginia, appeals —
rarely stop executioner
Federal appeals court toughest in nation:
By LAURA LaFay
NUAFF WRITER
RICHMOND —~ Virginia will
execute more prisoners than any
other state this year if it follows
through with plans to put five more
men to death next month.
With the death by injection of
Ronald Bennett on Thursday, the
State performed its fourth execu-
ton of 1996. Barring the unlikely
intervention of the U.S. Supreme
Court or the governor, the pace will
guicken until nine men are dead by
Christmas.
There is every indication that
will happen.
Each of the five prisoners sched-
uled to die has exhausted his state
and federal appeals.
Their cases are not unusual. In
the 20 years since Virgiaia brought
back the death pensity, records
show, such appeals have almost
always failed.
Recently, the cases of two men
have shed light on the way the
death penalty plays out in Virginia.
In Both, evidence that lawyers con-
tended proved the men’s Innocence
was never considered by the
courts. It fell to Gov. George F
Allen to examine the evidence and
weigh its merits.
On Nov, 7, Allen stapped the exe-
cution of Joseph Patrick Payne at
the last minute because of testimo-
ny that the state's key witness had
lied in Payne's trial. It 1s the ony
time Allen has intervened in a .
death penalty case.
On Nav. 19, a lawyer for Ronald
Bennett made public a videotape of
the Key witness against Bennett re-
canting her trial testimony and say>
ing someone else was the killer.
She ister szid she lied on the vid-
eotape, Allen, who concluded she
told-the truth about lying on the
videotape, let the execution go
forward.
Like all states with capital pun-
ishrient, Virginia has a lengthy and
intricate appeals process.
Every death sentence is automat-
‘igally appealed to the Virginia Su-
preme Court. After that, in a pro-
cess known as ‘state habeas
corpus,” condemned prisoners can
have their cases reviewed for error
by the state courts.
Once state habeas is completed,
death cases sre reviewed by the
federal courts in » process knows
as “faderal habeas corpus.”
Habeas corpus proceedings do
not .consider guilt or innocence.
Their purpose is to ensure that the
accused was sentenced and coavict-
ed in keeping with the rights guar-
anteed by the U.S. Constitution.
The right to a lawyer, for exam-
ple. Or the right to @ fait trial un-
tainted by factors such as race,
polidcs or public fervor.
If, during habeas review, the
courts find that constitutional er-
rors compromised the fairness of a
tHal'or sentencing, a new trial or
sontencing can be ordered.
Since 1977, the Virginia Supreme
Court found constitutional errors in
only 16 of the 109 death cases it has
reviewed on direct appeal, statistics
kept by the Virginia Capital Repre-
seritation Resource Center show.
The court has never ordered a
new tila! or sentencing in a state
habeas appeal of a death case.
Vitginia’s lower district courts
order new trials and sentuncings in
death cases about 20 percent of the
time, In all but two of those cases,
however, the new trials and sen-
tencings never cecurred.
That i¢ because the federal ap-
alg court that covers Virginia —
ormaly known as the U.S, 4th Cir.
cuit Court of Appeals — routinely
overrules such decisions.
Research by James S. Licbman
of Cotumbia University Law School
shows that federal courts reverse
40 percent of death sentences na-
tonwide because of constitutional
problema, :
In Virginia, the number is 7
percent.
"It's clear that the 4th Circuit has
the lowest reversal rate in capital
cases in the country,” saya Lieb:
man. “It has, for a long time, held
that distinction,”
_ But auch a consistently low rate
is not a teflection of the fairness of
‘trials in the five states that com-
prise the 4th Circuit, says Gerald T..
Zarlin, a Richmond tawyer who has
represented several death row
clierits.
"The notion that we have a per-
fect system in which no lawyer fails
to do his job, no prosecutor breaks
the rules, no hidden violations of
defendants’ constitutional rights oc-
cur and no jurors engage in miscon-
duct is simply beyotd all reason,”
Zerkin said.
The office of Virginia Attorney
General James Gilmore doesn’t see
it that way.
| “I can’t comment on the deci-
, loms of federal judges,” said Gil-
more’s spokesman, Mark Miner.
“But if you're asking me if the sys-
tem wotks, the answer is yes. The
system’s job is to keep these violent
cviminals off the street and that's
what it’s doing. The job ef govern-
ment 4g to protect its citizens."
Other circuits have much higher
reversal rates. The 1ith Circuit
Court of Appeals, with jurisdiction
over Florida, Alabama and Georgia,
reverses 55 percent of the capital
cases it reviews, Liebman found.
_ Altheugh there is a perception
that courts often set aside convic-
tions and death sentences on tech-
nicalities, they ean actually only do
so if they find that the outcome
would have been different had con-
stitutional safeguards been ob-
. served, said Stephen B. Bright, a
Georgia lawyer who represents
capital defendants on appeal.
“What that means is that the
courts will set aside convictions in
cases wherw they find that evidence
of innocence has been withheld,”
Bright said. “Another example
mught be & person who was pre-
vented from putting of some im-
pottant evidence that the jury had a
ight to hear.”
n all but one of the cases of the
Sve men schedwed te die in Virgin-
ia before Christmas, a lower fedcra}
court fudge found constitutional vi-
olations and ordered a new tria! or
sentencing. The 4th Circuit over.
ruled in all of them.
Lawyers for Gregory Warren
Beaver argue that Beaver was de-
nied a fair trial because one of his
court-appointed lawyers was a part.
ume prosecutor in a neighboring
yg ae
ver, 31, pleaded and
was sentenced to death Sct
Virginia State Trooper Leo Whitt in
Prince George County on April 12,
1985. His lawyer, Thomas 0.
Rainey III, represented Beaver
while running for the office of full-
time prosecutor.
Court documents show Rainey
advised Beaver to plead guilty in
exchatige for an agreement that the
prosecution would make no argu.
ment during his sentencing,
HAILEY, Ceorge Thomas LARGZ CARD
A 27-year-old Halifax County, Va., man was electroctued
on Feb. 2, 1951, for murder in rape slaying of Marian X
Lloyd, a lj-year-cld school girl,
JEFFERSON CITY POST-TRIBUNZ, Jefferson City, Mo. 2/2/51
MASTER D&TECTIVE, Feb., 1977. "Deadly Ordeal of the
Virginia Beauty Queen" byJames Farrington, Page 36,
HAILEY, George Thomas, white, elec. VAS (Halifam Co.) February 2, 1951
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enough to be marked for a brutal death.
By Nathaniel Pennypacker
“BBARIAN!” After she called, Mrs. .
William Lloyd stopped work for a
moment and looked out of the: kitchen
window of her farm home near Clarkton,
Va. It was late Friday afternoon, Feb-
ruary 3, 1950. She had heard the voices
of Virginia Lee, her 13-year-old daugh-
- ter, and Clayton and Safford, the 8-year-
old twins, as they came into the yard
from school. ;
“Marian,” she called again. There was
no answer. She.went out on the porch.
“She oughtta be here, mom,” Clay-
ton said.. “She left school ahead of us.”
Worried, Mrs. Lloyd returned to her
baking. The tiny Ellis’ Creek school-
house was three miles away over a lonely
country road, and darkness came early in
midwinter.
Fifteen minutes later, when the brown
loaves were cooling in the pantry, she
went back to the porch. She stood for
a moment, gazing down the narrow,
little-used road. She looked towards- the
barn, then remembered that her husband -
wouldn’t be home until supper at 6. The
twins were playing in the woods behind
the house, and Virgie Lee had gone
over to a neighbor’s, Mrs. Lloyd reached .
for a “kerchief hanging on the back of
the kitchen door and wound it over her
head, knotting it loosely under her chin.
“Tl go down the road a piece,” she
told herself, She’d probably meet her
pretty teen-age daughter along the way,
and they could walk home together.
She didn’t see Marian around the first
bend in the road, nor the second. She
began to hurry. The woods seemed om-
inously quiet; the treetops caught the
last rays of the sun, in gleaming con-
ote itt aia
FRONT PAGE DETECTIVE, June,
’ Marian’s matted hair,
for Marian
Seine Marion Lloyd was pretty—pretty——__-
trast to the heavy shadews under the
~foliage. The sandy-road-was-rutted from
the passage of wagons and cars, and the
settling dust had dimmed the luster of
the green brush nearby.
At the end of half a mile she was
walking fast, her eyes searching the lane
ahead. She nearly missed seeing the
dark stain in the soil, When she did, she
stopped abruptly. Though it had seeped
into the dry ground, she knew that the
reddish-brown residue was blood. When
she saw the: deep scuff marks leading
into the woods, panic stabbed her. She
left the road and crashed through the
brush.
Marian lay on her back 50 feet away,
at the bottom of a ravine. Her face was
turned and partly buried in the long grass
and her brown hair was matted with dirt
and leaves. Her- slim legs were tor-
tuously spreadeagled; her dress had been
pulled up to her. waist and. the clothin
around her stomach was drenched with
blood. ne
Mrs. Lloyd wasn’t aware that she
screamed, though the cry shrilled through
the woods. She dropped. by her daugh-
ter’s side and lifted her head and pillowed
it in her lap. When the neighbors, star-
tled by the wail of anguish, found her,
she was slowly Pincking the debris from
t was 4 P.M. and
dusk was ‘beginning to darken the
wooded Virginia -hills.
In Halifax, 14 miles -to the - south,
County Sheriff J. A. Tune left imme-
diately for the scene, following a fraitic
phone call from one of the Lloyd neigh-
bors. Deputies John T. Hatcher and
Luther Mathews were with him in the
esti Sebi il N aR i 2h AN a ba EL deine
police car, and County Coroner Dr.'C. B,
White—was close behind. State police
were alerted by radio throughout the area
as the officers sped north up the highway
towards Clarkton.
“Didn’t get many details,” Tune told
his deputies, “The man said that Marian
Lloyd had been shot in the stomach an
killed.”
“Is she one of Bill Lloyd’s daughters ?”
Hatcher asked.
The, sheriff nodded. ‘Tall, slim girl.
Blue eyes and mighty pretty. Looked like
she was 20.”
“What do you think happened ?”
Tune shrugged. “When a pretty girl
is attacked on a lonely road, there’s us-
ua only one answer.”
} h
ey passed the two-room Ellis Creek
schoolhouse and turned: off the highway
at the W.C. Hailey general store. They
followed the narrow, winding road in the
direction of the Lloyd home, towards the
section back in the wooded, hills where
their informant had told them the attack
occurred,
“It’s about. a mile from here,’’ Tune
said, and the deputies leaned forward in
their seat to scan the road ahead. They
passed ‘a logging crew on the way, and
the foreman waved. It was a perfect set-
ting for an ambush. Clumps of- bushes -
grew to the’ edge of the road, swishing
against the sides of their car, and the
.woods cut visibility to less than a hun--
dred feet. They rounded a bend and came
upon a circle of roughly. dressed farm
‘people in the brush to their right.
“This is it,’ Tune said, stopping the
car by the side of the road. He got out
and walked towards the gathering of
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HAILEY, George Thomas
Hailey, a 2h-year-old white farm laborer, had
ginia prison, After his release, he returned
ty of Clarkton, Halifax Co.
charge of burglary but granted
laid Marian Lloyd, a lh-year-olg girl
School through a wooded area and when she
ged her into the woods. As the
child lay dying and crying for hay mother,
yi he then proceeded to rape
her, When she faile
Lan'ts
Hailey confessed
411 her and would
e Sentenced to die, he Was electrocuted
non February 2, 1951,
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Beauty Queen by James Farrington,
rdeal of the Virginia
Page 36, , ;
page 63. Bedfore! County Order Book
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executed Thervon -
Opinion of the Court that the said Hampton is guilty in the
Manner and Form as in the Indictment.‘ Therefore it is EX
considred that the said Hampton be hanged by the Neck ‘till
he be dead, and that he be afterwards cut in Quarters, and
his Quarters hung up at the Cross Roads, And it is the
Opinion of the Court that the said Sambo is guilty of a
Misdemeanor, Therefore it is condiered that the said Sambo
je burnt in the Handy and that he also received 31 Lashes
on his bare Back at the Whipping Post. Memo: That the
‘said Hampton is adjudged at forty-five Pound which is or-
‘dered to be certified to the Assmblyee'ece!
LYNCH LAW by James Elbert Cutler, Published 1969 by Patter-
son Smith, Montclair N. Je Originally published in 1905,
Page 31
“ Ste Keverse
HAMPTON (Bedford Cosy Va.) SCé NCVErs c-—
"seelhere were only three instances of (capital punishment
and these for most heinous offenses, between the organiza-
tion of the county (Bedford) and the Revolution, The lst
case was on_Ma hen the court assembled 'to
hear and determine ail Teeasons, Petit Treasons, Murders
and other Offenses commitéd or done by Hampton and Sambo
belonging to John Payne of Goochland, Gentj' 'The said
Hampton and Sambo were set to the Bar under Custody of
Charles Talbot (then sheriff) to whose custody they were
before committed on Suspicion of their being Guilty of the
felonious Prepairing and Administering Poysonous Medicines
to Ann Payne, and being Arraigned of the Premises pleaded
_ Not Guilty and for their Trial put themselves upon the
Court. ,Whereupon divers Witenesses were charged and they
heard if their defense, On Consideration thereof it is the
e notorious Ned Christie.
ih PR Sy
Rangers, pictures of Captain Rynning,
and the other captains.’’ That request
comes from J. Brookfield, Box 424,
Jasper, TX 75951.
Two books essential to reading up on
the Arizona Rangers are Gun Notches:
The Life Story of A Cowboy-Soldier, by
Captain Thomas H. Rynning, 1931, and
The Arizona Rangers, edited by Joseph
Miller, 1972. The former is the
autobiography of the ranger’s second
captain; the latter, basically collected
newspaper accounts of the rangers’ ex-
ploits. Both books include photos of the
captains and related subjects.
August 1987
Burton C. Mossman was the first cap-
tain, serving from August 1, 1901 to
August 31, 1902. Rynning served from
September 1, 1902 to March 20, 1907.
Henry C. Wheeler, the third and last
captain, served from March 21, 1907 to
February 15, 1909. The total number of
men who served in the organization was
104.
Tall Talkin’ Talt Hall. Some time
back Roy O'Dell, 12 Highdene Road,
Cherry Hinton, Cambridge, England
CB1 4YD, asked me if I knew anything
about an outlaw named Talt Hall. I
recently found a newspaper article
about Hall’s execution.
Hall was a Virginia desperado who
was hanged on September 2, 1892, in
Wise Courthouse, West Virginia. It was
rumored, or possibly he idly boasted,
that he had killed ninety-nine men. If
' that were true, Hall was one of the most
murderous outlaws in U.S. history.
Hall was executed for the wanton kill-
ing of Marshal Hylton, of Norton,
Virginia, in June 1891. The following |
~~December he was arrested for a trifling
offense in Memphis, Tennessee.
Authorities recognized him and he was
taken to Virginia for his trial, which
began in January 1892. He was found
guilty of murder and sentenced to hang.
Hall’s career of crime started early: he
killed his first man at age thirteen. He
was involved in feuds with Turners,
Howards, and Eversoles. Supposedly,
he killed Milton Turner and nine of his
group. He killed a cousin, W.J.M. Hall;
he killed a one-time friend, Clay Jones.
Hall boasted of being a U.S. marshal
from 1880 to 1884, during which time
he killed a score of moonshiners. He
later killed two Triplett boys, who were
brothers of his wife. For a while he ran
with the Jim Wright gang, killing a
Richard Vance and three others. He
killed a John Adams and finally
murdered his first wife’s first husband.
Exactly how much of that is true is hard
to determine at this point.
Mr. O'Dell also asked about a
character nicknamed ‘“Shoot-’em-up
Bill,”” who was arrested near Globe,
Arizona, in 1882. I have found nothing
on that character yet.
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TRIGGERMAN: A stalled
car led to his apprehension.
January 7, someone had .entered
his place of. business on East Camp-
bell Avenue in Roanoke and held
him up. Chattin’s car was parked
outside the station. The manager
was compelled to get behind the
wheel. Then the murderer climbed
in beside him and, holding a gun
to his ribs, ordered him to drive |
away.
' When they reached the southern
limits of the city, Chattin was in-
Structed to take the Yellow Moun-
tain Road. Then they rode for
about a mile until the car reached
an isolated place. There Chattin
was forced to get out. His captcr
followed. A few yards from the car
he fired three shots with the 38
calibre revolver, and the filling-
Station. manager fe)]] mortally
weunded. Two of the shots were
in the back. His body was found
the following day, and $75 was
missing from his pockets.
Only two days later the second
crime occurred. Sitting alone in his
office late on the afternoon’ of Jan-
uary 9 was Roy R. Rice, 50-year-
old auditor of the 7-Up Bottling
Company. Everyone else in the
place had gone home. A man en-
tered, holding a .38 calibre revolver.
Commanding Rice to open the
company’s safe, he took $450 from
it. Then, at gun’s point, Rice was
marched outside, where his car was
sitting at the curb.
The two got in and Rice was or-
dered to drive aawy. This time the
car took a northeasterly direction.
Fifty miles from Roanoke, at a
point just south of Lexington, the.
holdup man ordered Rice to stop
and get out. He was told to walk
into a field beside the road. He
had not gone more than 20 paces
when the gun roared and Rice fell
‘dead with several bullet wounds :
in his back.
The car was found abandoned
next day in Lexington near the
Chesapeake and Ohio railroad sta-
tion. The -police were informed
that a man had been seen sitting
in it, smoking cigarettes, the eve-
ning before. But the informant
could not describe the man’s ap-
pearance, '
“AS you can see,” Webb told the
others, “those two crimes were
Strikingly .similar. Both Chattin
and Rice were abducted in their
own cars. Both were robbed. Both
were shot in the back..A 38 calibre
revolver was used on each occasion.
I’m personally convinced that one
man committed both murders. The
question is: Did the same man kill
Daugherty?”
“I'm beginning to doubt it,” State
Trooper Kidd said. “The pattern
-isn’t the same in that case. The
first two crimes also occurred in
the middle or latter part of the
afternoon. The killer had no fear
of committing them in broad day-
light. Daugherty, on the other
hand, was murdered in an hour
when few people were abroad, The
only thing his murder has in com-
mon with the others is the robbery
motive, the fact that he was shot
in the back and the calibre of the
bullet.” ‘
Then Sheriff Waldron spoke. “It’s
apparent that the killer had no car
of his own. The killer of Chattin
and Rice used his victim’s cars. If
the same man killed Daughérty, he
must have stolen the auto in which
-he made his getaway. How about
checking the car theft reports since
Thursday? Maybe we can figure
cut-which one’ the killer is riding
in.” e ‘ *
Two cars stolen on Friday had
not been recovered. When Officer
Eades glanced at their descriptions,
he gave an. excited cry. .
“One of those must be the old,
mud-covered sedan I saw last
night,” he said. “This report says
that the car stolen in downtown
Roanoke was a 1935 Plymouth se-
dan. It was dark blue. I can’t be’
certain, but it certainly looks like
the old jalopy that Daugherty was
servicing at 5 a. m.” :
. Lieutenant Webb was puzzled. “I
don’t see why an experienced crim-
inal would steal an old model like
that to flee in. If was stealing a
getaway car, he’d be likely to take
the newest, fastest one he could
find, like that 1941 model Pontiac,
which was stolen on Broad Street
in Salem yesterday.”
- A new teletype alarm was flashed
through Virginia, West Virginia
and North Carolina, asking all po-
lice: forces to be on the watch for
the two cars. But by midnight,
when the Roanoke investigators re-
tired, no report on either had been
received.
Early Sunday morning Sheriff
Waldron was awakened by the in- |
sistent ringing of his bedside
phone.
“Good news, Sheriff!” exclaimed
the voice on the wire, which Wal-
dron recognized as that of Sergeant
Kidd. “Our troopers have just pick-
ed up the old Plymouth sedan, and
they’re holding the driver of the
car.” ;
The Plymouth, he added, had
stopped on the. road near Martins-
ville, Va., south of Roanoke, near
the North Carolina line. The driver
was a young man who gave his -
name as Vince Gorman, He was
en route to the home of his par-
ents at Madison, N. C.
“He admits driving the car from
Roanoke,” Kidd said. “However, he
claims he bought it from a stran-
ger here on Friday. His story
sounds phony. For one thing, he
can’t show a title. Says the guy
who sold him the car had lost it.”
The sheriff was elated. “Tl be
at my office at nine o’clock,” he ~
said. “Have Gorman brought there
aS Soon as the troopers arrive with
him ” ™ .
Shortly after nine a sleepy-look-
ing blond youth was led into Wal-
dron’s office, where the sheriff was
waiting with Officer Eades and
Lieutenant Webb. Eades went out-
side and took a glance at the old
Plymouth: sedan,
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(Roanoke County) on Mgy 20th, 1946,
HE. night was almost over,
and Officer j/George . Eades
was glad that it had been a
quiet one,
Cruising through the streets
of Salem, Va., in his police car,
Eades was mindful that his
nerves had been on edge for
more than a week. Somewhere
in the vicinity a murderer was
lurking—a_ particularly brutal
and cold-blooded murderer. He
had struck twice within the
space of 12 days, and intuition
told Eades that he was ready
to strike again. ;
Roanoke, six miles east of Sa-
lem, where the crimes had oc-
curred, was half terrorized, and
the police were keeping an alert,
24-hour vigil. It would not be
unlikely, Eades thought, for the
criminal to be hiding now in Sa-
It was exactly 5 a. m. on that
Saturday morning of January 19,
1946, when Officer Eades reached
the western edge of the city.on his
final patrol of the night. In an-
other couple of hours he. would be
off duty. He swung the car into
the driveway. of an all-night filling
station in order to turn it around
and head back for the police sta-
tion. ;
As he did so, he heard his friend, —
Roby M. Daugherty, night attend-
ant at the station, call out a greet-
ing.. .
“Hi, there, Roby,” Eades answer-
ed. “Seen any Suspicious-looking
characters around during the
night?”
Daugherty grinned. “If you mean
that Roanoke killer,-I’m ready for
him,” he said, patting the bulge
that his shoulder holster made in
his jacket. ’
Daugherty turned back to service
an old, muddy.sedan which had
just driven up to one of the gaso-
line pumps, and Eades drove off on
his return trip to ‘the police sta-
tion. On his way he stopped off at
a lunch wagon and got a hot cup
of ‘coffee. It was 5:20 am. when |
he reached his destination and sat
down to rest with a cigarette and
the morning paper, which bore the
headline, “Killer Still Eludeg Po-
Hee.” ;
At precisely 5:30 o’clock . the
phone on Eades’ desk rang. As soon
as he answered it.he could sense
the panic in the voice at the other
end. ; : :
“I’m calling from the Wiley-Hall
18
By William L. Waterman
filling station,” it said. “Somebody’s
killed Roby Daugherty—shot him
‘in the back!”
Daugherty had been murdered in
exactly the same manner as the
two men in Roanoke. They, too, had
been shot in the back. As soon as
Eades had verified that the 55-
year-old attendant was dead, he
hurried phoned Sheriff E. E. Wal-
dron. °
“Tl get out there right away,”
the sheriff promised, “Better phone
Roanoke and the state troopers’
barracks in the meanwhile,”
oe 20 minutes Eades had
been joined by Waldron, De-
_ tective Lieutenant Frank H. Webb
of Roanoke and Sergeant J. E. Kidd
of the state police.
“Who found the body?” the sher-
iff asked. ; .
Eades pointed to a group of three
men standing in one corner of the
filling-station office. They were em-
Ployes of the Moore Milling Com-
pany, not far away.
“We were passing by the station
on our wayjhome,” one of the men
said. “We saw that the office was
'- lighted up, but we couldn’t see
Roby anywhere around. It seemed
queer that he’d leave the place un-
guarded. So we walked up to the
‘door and found him just as. you
see him now.”
The crumpled body was lying
just inside the entrance. A wide
pool of blood had oozed from the
hole near the right shoulder blade,
where the bullet had entered, and
from another in the ‘left. chest,
where it had emerged. Daugherty’s
revolver was still in the shoulder
holster. Obviously the’ attendant
had been taken by surprise as he
turned his back toward the killer
and started to enter the: station
cffice. :
“Did you see anyone around or
hear the shot?” Detective Webb
asked the three men..
They shook their heads. “No, it
must have happened while we were
still at the mill,” one of the men
replied. -
Eades snapped his fingers. “Then -
I think I-know who did it!” he
exclaimed. “A man drove up in an
cld muddy jalopy just as I was
leaving here at five o’clock. From
all indications, Daugherty was shot
scmetime between five and five-
_ fifteen. He doesn’t have many cus-
tomers at that hour of the morn-
ing. It isn’t likely that anyone else
, and we haven’t been
drove up immediately after that old
car.”
Sheriff Waldron’s eyes lighted up.
“Did you get a good look at the
.man?” he asked eagerly.
Eades shook his head ruefully.
“It was too dark. I haven't any
idea what he looked like.”
' Detective Webb groaned. It was
he who had been in charge of. the
investigation into the Roanoke kill-
ings.
“That's just the kind of breaks
we've been getting all along,” he
‘complained. “No one saw the killer
in those other two cases, either,
able to pick
up his trail anywhere.” -
State Trooper Kidd hurried to
the telephone. “It isn’t too late to
catch him. If he was driving an
old car like that, he’s probably not
many miles away. We'll block all
the highways leading out of here.”
He phoned instructions to have
road blocks set up not ‘only in: the
’ Salem-Roanoke vicinity, but also at
‘other points as far as 30 “miles
away. With luck, the state trooper
felt, they still might intercept the
car. :
“Did you notice what make it
was?” he asked Eades.
“No, I had only a brief glimpse
of it,” the officer replied. “I: know
that it was an old mode]—maybe
as much as ten years old—and that
it was painted a dark color and
pretty well spattered with mud.”
While the officers continued their
examination of the scene, patrol
cars shot out of state trooper bar-
racks all over southwestern Vir-
' ginia to. search for the ancient ve-
hicle. County and city law enforce-
ment authorities in that section
and in nearby West Virginia and
North Carolina also were alerted
and told to watch for it,
“Look!” Detective Webb said,
pcinting to a counter inside the fill-
‘ing station office. “The cash draw-
er’s gone.”
The drawer, it was learned, had
held about $160 in bills and coins.
“Then that makes it almost cer-
tain the killer was the same man
that murdered those two Roanoke
citizens,” the sheriff said. “One of
them was a filling-station attend-
ant like Daugherty, and both of
them were rcbbed and shot in the
back.”
Lieutenant Webb nodded. “Re-
member, too, the killer used a .38
calibre revolver
bullet that killed Daugherty is a
38, that will be another indica-
tion that it’s the Same murderer.”
“Well,” said Kidd, “let’s look for
each time. If the
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was told what they wanted, was only
too glad to help them in their investiga-
tion.
Yes, she said, she had gone riding
with Jimmy Dillon, about a week ago.
He had brought with him another boy
by the name of Tommy Harrison, with
whom he was staying somewhere near
Salem. Jimmy had once lived in Roa-
noke but had moved to West Virginia.
He had returned to Roanoke to look
for a job, and was staying at the Har-
rison home. Yes, Harrison had remain-
ed in the back seat, while she had
driven the car with Jimmy up front.
“What does Jimmy look like?”
“Well, he’s kind of slender, blond,
and always trying to wisecrack.
Frankly, I don’t know him too well. I
met him through another girl, and he
telephoned several times before I had
a date with him. I've only had two dates
with him.”
“And the other one, Tommy Harri-
son. What's he look like?”
“He had kind of a big face, with a
shock of black hair, and he looked
something like a boxer, because his nose
seemed as if it had been broken at some
time.”
f RST RANT WEBB received this in-
formation from his men with ex-
cited interest. The descriptions, he re-
alized, fitted together beautifully. Dep-
uty Sheriff Orander, who had been
working together with the Roanoke
Lieutenant on every phase of the ex-
haustive investigation, agreed that the
pieces fitted a little too closely for pure
coincidence.
“and they always pull the same gag
to outsmart themselves,” said Webb
softly, reaching for his hat.
“Such as?” demanded Orander.
“Just repeat their names: Thomas
Harrison .. . and James Dillon. And
then Thomas Crain and James Dipper.
Same first names. Killers often make
that mistake—phonying a last name
but using their real first names.” He
paused, then: “You know of a Harri-
son family in Salem?”
“Two or three Harrisons there,” re-
plied Orander. “But it shouldn’t be too
much trouble getting the right one.”
The job didn't consume a great deal
of time. They found the home of
Thomas Harrison just two miles past
the Salem city limits. There they learn-
ed from Harrison’s mother that her
son and Jimmy had gone away to-
gether.
“I don't know where they went,” she
said, “but I think I heard them men-
tion something about seeing Jimmy’s
people in West Virginia. But you never
know. Those two just keep coming and
‘
Crews, head of the Wytheville office of
the Virginia State Police, patrolling
over Brush Mountain near the town
of Newport, spotted an abandoned
green Pontiac sedan parked on a side
road leading into a heavy patch of
woods.
A quick check proved it to be the
missing Pontiac!
Crews hurried over to a house, ap-
proximately 200 yards from where the
car was parked. The woman who lived
there told the Lieutenant that she had
seen two youths in the auto about two
hours ago, had seen them tinker with
the motor and then walk away. Al-
though she hadn't gotten a good look
at them, one of them wore a black
jacket and the other a khaki-colored
overcoat. And that matched Dillon and
Harrison!
REWS raced back to Newport, tele-
phoned his office at Wytheville, and
then called Sheriff Waldron at Salem.
Within fifteen minutes State, city and
county officers began to converge on
the Brush Mountain area.
Noon came, and Virginia radio sta-
tions blared out on mid-day news
broadcasts the fact that the stolen
Pontiac, believed to have figured in the
murder of Roby Daugherty, had been
recovered. Descriptions of the men seen
leaving the car were also given.
Around two o’clock, Corporal James
Slusser, a former bus driver residing in
Roanoke, burst into Police Headquar-
ters at Christiansburg, about 27 miles
from Salem. Breathlessly demanding
the Chief of Police, he was told by
several businessmen waiting in the
office that Chief Dailey and every
available officer were out hunting for
the pair who—
“Yeah, yeah, I know all about that,”
interrupted Slusser impatiently.
“Heard it over the radio. That's what T
mean—I just saw those two birds walk-
ing along the road while on the way to
Blacksburg!”
Paul Hall, a Christiansburg business-
man, told the Corporal that he would
relay his report. Then, as if he had a
"The Cat
“The records say she was a girl by
the name of Ellen Brown, but a lot of
People give us phony names when they
Pawn things. Here’s her description:
She was five-foot-six inches tall and
had red hair and green eyes. Also, she
wore glasses.”
“Red hair and green eyes.” Lyskoski
whistled softly. “Quite a dame.”
I recall her clearly,” the loan man
went on. “She was ‘young and good
sudden idea, he asked: “How far back
did you see them?”
“About five miles, why?”
“I’ve got a gun in my car. Are you
game to come with me? I'm not going
to tangle with them, that’s a police job,
but if we spot them we can keep them
in sight until word can be gotten to
Chief Dailey.”
Slusser nodded quickly. “Where's
your car?”
The two men hurried to Hall's
car, began driving towards Blacksburg
along Route 8. The stretch of tar road
wound upward—empty. No sign of the
wanted pair.
As they moved slowly past a tourist
lunchroom, Slusser gripped Hall’s arm,
said tensely: “There they are—sitting
at the counter drinking coffee! You
can see them clearly through the win-
dow.” Hall wondered desperately what
to do. Did he have any right to ap-
proach them? What if they were the
killers? Certainly they wouldn't be
taken without a fight—and others in
the lunchroom might be slain. And then
again. what if they were innocent?
Wasn't it possible that he might start
gunplay—and for no purpose?
Hall made a quick decision. He
would stay and keep an eye on the
two suspects. Slusser was to hurry to
a near-by filling-station and call for
help.
That help arrived within eight min-
utes, A black sedan roared up and from
it hurried Chief H. L. Dailey, Sergeant
Anderson and State Trooper W. M.
Stanton.
ITHIN two more minutes, the sus-
pects were arrested—without a
struggle. The youths admitted that
they were Dillon and Harrison, but they
denied any connection with Daugh-
erty's killing. Officers searching them
found no weapons.
Taken to Christiansburg Headquar-
ters, Dillon cracked first—but only to
admit that they had stolen the Pontiac
a week before. They had abandoned it
after something had gone wrong with
the motor.
Harrison, too, soon admitted theft of
the car, but vociferously denied any
knowledge of the slaying of Daugherty
—or Ralph Chattin and Roy Rice.
The prisoners were turned over to
Sheriff Waldron that same evening. In
the face of an intensive grilling, both
continued to deny that they had com-
mitted the slayings which had ter-
rorized half the State.
BREAKING off the questioning at
dawn, Sheriff Waldron secured a
search warrant and, with Common-
wealth’s Attorney Chelf and Deputy
Orander, sped for Harrison’s home.
Could it be that these two weren't
the killers after all? Was it possible
that Chuck Gilmore was the real mur-
derer?
Mrs. Harrison, stricken with the news
of her son's arrest, told the officials she
had never seen a weapon around the
house, that she could not believe her
boy was involved in any murder.
However, the search terminated
when Sheriff Waldron, examining the
kitchen stove, spied a gun lying in the
soot box. It was a .38 caliber auto-
matic. The officials sped back to the
Salem jail. .
Confronted with the gun, Harrison
seemed to wilt almost immediately.
“Okay, I see you found it. I was a damn
fool not to throw it away in West Vir-
ginia. But it had been a good pal.”
“Sure, the little pal that might put
you in the hot seat,” replied Orander.
“That’s what you think, Buddy!”
Harrison exclaimed. “I’m just own-
ing up to the old man’s murder, and
nothing else! I don’t know nothing
about the others!”
In his formal confession, taken down
by a court stenographer, Harrison ad-
mitted it was he who had fired the
fatal shot into the unsuspecting station
manager’s back. He confirmed almost
every factor voiced by Waldron, Webb
and Orander in their reconstruction of
his crime and flight, but asserted he
had not deliberately thrown away the
mask, but had dropped it in his hasty
flight.
Dillon readily admitted complicity in
the murder plot, but stubbornly con-
tended he knew nothing of the other
slayings.
With their confession a matter of
record, Roanoke officials released every
suspect who had been snared in the
intense investigation. Chuck Gilmore
also was released, completely cleared of
any connection with the crime. Just
before he left he confided that only an
outright charge of murder would have
made him reveal his real reason for
waiting near the filling-station, that it
involved a very prominent Roanoke
woman who had promised to meet him
at that place.
Striving to determine whether the
38 caliber automatic had fired the
fatal slugs into Rice and Chattin, offi-
cials made numerous tests and com-
parisons with the aid of the FBI, but
to their disappointment, found that
each slug had been battered too
thoroughly to permit an unchallenged
decision.
Believing that quick justice should be
meted out to the confessed slayers of
Roby Daugherty, Commonwealth’s
Attorney Chelf began to prepare for
trial.
Harrison went on trial on March 4.
The next day, the jury found him
guilty. Judge Thurston L. Keister sen-
tenced him to death. On May 20, 1946,
Harrison died in the electric chair.
AMES DILLON pleaded guilty to
first-degree murder and on April 6
was sentenced to 99 years in prison.
Although officials suspected Harrison
—not Dillon—of being behind the slay-
ings of Chattin and Rice, Harrison went
to the chair without confessing to
those crimes.
The name of Chuck Gilmore is ficti-
tious to protect from embarrassment a
person innocently involved in this in-
vestigation. The names James Dipper
and Thomas Crain, are also fictitious to
shield the identities of the two Charles-
ton men.
Girl's on the Prowl Again!" (Continued from Page 15)
“That isn’t the point I was going to
make,” Freeman interrupted. “I’m just
wondering whether or not she picked
the Baker place for some reason. May-
be she knew the family, or somebody
in the family. She'd know when they
went out and—.”
4!| ET’S go talk to Baker. He’d know
if there was any girl around with
red hair and green eyes.”
“Ural ctart with him"
and going to New York. You know,
the kind of things many girls of twenty
dream about. I tried to give her every-
thing, but... .”
“We may be able to help you,” Free-
man said quietly. “We may be able to
find your daughter for you soon.”
Back in the car, Freeman told his
partner: “It’s going to be a shock to
that father when we find his daughter.”
“You think she’s the Cat Girl?”
“Tt's a cinch. She fits the pawn-shop
“J don’t think so,” Freeman said.
“Huh? Now, who’s nuts? Of course
she’s got to eat.” :
“I mean, I don’t think she’s staying
with anyone.”
“Why not?”
“Because all these burglaries have
been done without help. If she was
staying with anyone, they’d be suspi-
cious of her prowling around at night
and at the loot she would lug home.”
“Okay,” and Lyskoski shrugged.
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ROBY M. DAUGHERTY:
His. death made the third
murder within twelve days.
it. It’s bound to be inside the office
here.” —
His glance traveled along the
wall on the far side. Suddenly he
pointed to a spot where the plaster
had been freshly chipped. On the
_ floor below it, behind a stack of
cil cans, was the slug that had
- passed through Daugherty’s body.
- “It’s pretty well smashed up,” the -
trooper said as he stooped to re-
trieve it."“The groove marks are
defaced, but I-can see that it’s a
* 38 all right.”
After the body had been photo- -
graphed and removed, the officers
made a more intensive search for
cther clues. But they were doomed
to disappointment. There were no
car tracks, footprints or anything
else on the scene that could help
them to establish the killer’s iden-
tity. Finally, in a gloomy mood,
they drove back to the center of
town. ;
“About all we can do right: now
is -to wait for reports from the
highway patrols,” Waldron said.
“If we don’t hear anything by early
afternoon, we’ll meet in my cffice
to decide on our next move.”
When the ‘news spread through
Roanoke and Salem that morning
that a third murder had occurred
‘within 12 days, the communities
were stunned. Fear was written on
the faces of everyone, and civic in-
dignation reached a high pitch.
Business men got together and
subscribed’ to a reward fund
amounting to more than $2,000. The
~ Roanoke police issued an appeal to
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the citizens for aid in solving «the
mysterious killer’s identity. They
were asked to report the presence
of any suspicious characters.
The state police rushed more
troopers into the area. The Roa-
noke City council held a special
meeting to consider emergency
measures. The councilmen offered
to employ investigators from the
outside, but the police department
declined. There seemed to be no
outside agency that could help
them.
And as the day wore on, gloom
deepened, for it appeared that the
killer had successfully ‘slipped away
once more. The authorities could
not pick up his trail anywhere.
“He’s a cunning devil, whoever
he is,” Webb said. “This time he
had only half an hour’s head start
cn us, but not a soul has spotted
him.” | e
It was not surprising that feel-
ings ran high, for Daugherty was
well known in his community. The
popular, middle-aged man had
hundreds of friends who admired
him for his kindliness and con- -
geniality. Sympathy was all the
more keen because the victim was
the father of ten children. Four of
’ his sons had been in the armed
forces.
“We've got to do something,
that’s certain,” Sheriff Waldron
said grimly when the investigators
assembled. in his office Saturday
afternoon. “No life is safe as long
as this murderer is running loose.
Roanoke and Salem are almost un-
ACCOMPLICE: His pal called him a
coward when he read his confession.
der a reign of terror. People ‘are
demanding action, and it’s up to us
,to come through.” rae
“I can’t understand why there
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hasn’t been some report on™tié.-—
murderer’s car,’ State Trooper
Kidd said, shaking his head be-
wilderedly. “The road blocks were
set up pretty. rapidly. The highway
patrols have stopped dozens of cars,
but none was the car we’re looking
for.”
Lieutenant Webb spoke up. “I
think there’s only one explanation.
The killer has holed up somewhere
in our midst. He’s hiding either in:
Roanoke or Salem, and the hiding
Place is one that we'd be least like-
ly to suspect. This man could not
have come here from some other
city. He obviously knows our neigh-
borhood like a book, or we’d have
been able to track him down be-
fore this.”
“This latest crime has points in:
common with the other two,” Sher-
iff Waldron pointed out. “But in
other important respects it’s dis-
Similar. It wouldn’t hurt to con-
Sider all three of them again in
detail and see how the pattern is
changing. It may be that. three
different murderers are at work.”
| Reps aradt WEBB thought
well of the sheriff’s. suggestion.
He brought out his records and be-
gan to review the two previous
crimes,
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for slaves Nancy and Jim, executed for unspecified felony
in Nansemond County, Virginia,
Information provided by S,hwart, | 7-6-1985, Virginia Trea-
sury Office, C,sh Disbursement Journals, Virginia S,ate
Library.
Two slaves - Napsemond Co,, Va.e, = Continued
MAt the execution of two negroes in Nansemond Co, on Fri-
day for theattempted merder of Brothers, their master,
the culprits implicated in their dying confessions - which
were very contradictory - a white man mamed Franklin who,
they alleged, promised them their freedom and a large
amount of money if they would executed the deed. Franklin
was arrested and imprisoned. The crwod assembled at the
execution wanted to take Franklin from jail and executed
him on the spot but the law prevailed." ENQUIRER,
11-25-1857 (2-5)
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back. Supposing life was extinct, they dragged him out of
doors and left him on the ground after which they proceed-
ed to search for themoney which inducted their crime, but
were MMRMREKEAIGLAZH notsuccessful in finding it. The ne-
groes state that they were incited to commit the act by a
white man named Nathan Franklin, who is under arrest and
will be tried," ENQUIRER, Richmond, Qet. 17, 1857.
"Two negroes, convicted of an attempt to murder Mr, Willia
RK. Brothers in Nansemond County last May, were hung by the
neck dn Nov. 20, 1857. they broke into the dwelling of
Mr, Brothers and madea desperate assault on him, cutting
off one hand, breaking his other arm, and inflict ing
several injuries otherwise, the particular of which have
been published beofree" HIQUIRER, bonis? (2-5)
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HILL BEATS CELLMATE, EXTRADITION OF RUFFIN REFUSED.
"(Special to the Times Dispatch.) Farmville, Va., August 11, 1906. - Massie Hille, the
confessed murderer of John Grubb, wantonly beat unmercifully a fellow prisoner in the
county jail. It was late yesterday afternoon when officers near the jail heard cries.
of ‘Help! Helps! and on investigation found Hill on top of his victim, Hikl is over
6 feet tall, and a man of powerful strength while the man whom he pommeled is a mere
stripling beside him, Sheriff Dickinson has returned to Prince Edward without William
Ruffin, the negro wanted here and one of the murderers of Mr. Grubb, Ruffin is in jail
in 4ertford County, Ne Ce, and Governor Glenn did not honor the requisition of Governor
Swanson. Governor Glenn gave the reason for declining to allow Ruffin to be brought
to Virginia that he had promised the HACK KEXIAH HSK prisoner's lawyer a hearing and he
could not break his word, It is believed that Governor Glenn will consent to Ruffin
being brought to Virginia as soon as his lawyer has had a hearing, Ruffin is in the
North Carolina prison, charged with housebreaking." TIMES-DISPATCH, Rschmond, Virginia
August 12, 1906 (9/3.)
THREAT OF LYNCHING TO RUFFIN IN NORTH CAROLINA,
"(Special to the Times Dispatch.) Suffolk, Vae,y Auge 9, 1906. = The daaay occasioned by
a contest of authorities in Virginia and North Carolina for a prisoner's person may
result in a lynching in Hertford County, Ne Ce, where Jesse Ruffin, colored, alleged
burglar, firebug and assassin, now is held on various felonious charges, Postoffice
Inspector James B. Robertson of Lynchburg, Va.; Sheriff T. He Dickerson of Prince Ed-
ward County, Vae, and Hurricane Branch of Suffolk today went to Winton, the county seat
of Hertford, expecting to bring Ruffin to Virginia, where he is accused of ribbing the
postoffice at Tuggle's, killing Postmaster Grubbs, and applying a match to his clothing
after saturating it with oil. Ruffin was fully identified by the officers, but they
were not allowed to carry him from the State, since it seems the requisition papers of
Governor Swanson have not yet been honored by Governor Glenn of North Carolina. Ruffin
was arrested for crimes in North Carolina, and later gave cash bond for his appearance
before be&n rearrested on Virginia complaints. Now his attorney s are fighting to keep
him there for trial, though it is unddrstood that Governor Glenn may be importuned to
allow his removal to Virginia. Hurricane Branch returned from Winton tonight leaving
Inspector Robertson and Sheriff Dickerson on the scene, Branch says there are threats
of violence both in Hertford and Bertie counties, where Ruffin is accused of various
crimes, and that a feeling of unrest is becoming intense. Branch says Sheriff Gazret,
of Hertford County, today declared he would ask Governor Glenn for troops if the
situation becomes mre acute. There is no telegraph office at Winton." TIMES~DISPATCH,
Richmond, Virginia, August 10, 1906 (/5.)
HILL'S CONFESSION,
"(Special to the Times Dispatch.) Farmville, VA, July 2h, 1906. = Willie Jackson, alias
Massie Hill, the negro captured at Emporia and brought to Farmville Saturday, charged
with the atrocious crime of murdering John Grubbs and burning his gouse, at Tuggles,
Prince Edward county, has made a full confession. He said that there were four of them
in the crime,-one called 'Railroad Bill,' another named William Ruffin, and the other
whose name he did not know. Jackson says that two went into the Grubbs store, while
he and another one watched on the outside, Grubbs was shot to death, thes tore and
postoffice robbed, and the building set afire,. te declares that only sixty-eight dollars
was their reward, which was equally divided, making seventeen dollars for each, After
the house was well fired, the four negroes walked down the railroad, passing Farmville
and continuing their journey on foot eastward. It, wikl be regalled that Branch's bloods
hounds trailed down the Norfolk and Western track a distance of five miles to Buffalo
bridge, on the western edge of Farmville, Massie was asked why he had given himself
away in the crime, and replied that he didn't know, except that he couldn't help doing
so, He couldn't sleep at night and he believed that the Lord made him tell what he had
done. The prisoner claims Govington as his home, and says that he took up with the man
named Ruffin, who led him into the terrible crime, Railroad Bill and the other man,
whose name he did not know, he said, he had never seen before the day of the crime.
Massie is a mulatto, over six feet tall, with the brawn of a giant, and a perfect
specimen of hea&th and strength. He declares that he knows nothing of the whereabouts
of his confederates, and it is believed that at least one of them will be in the GXigxaay
ARXKNAXK custody of the officers in a day or two." TIMES.DISPATCH, Richmond, Vaey
July 2h, 1906 (3/36)
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for unnatiec slave, executed for unspecified felony,
Rockingham County.
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GEORGE HITE HANGED :
FENSIVE COLORED MAN, |
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HE MB?’ HIS “DEATH = STOICADLY.
Mad Nothing to Say On the Scaffold—
. The Execution . Passed OM Very
Quictly—A Legus Fight’ to No
Avail, th
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BOYDION, VA.,, January 23.—(Special.)
George Hite (whitey, the murderer, paid
the Jegal penalty of his Crime here ta-
day. He met his fate atuically, and
showed at the last Moment an iron nerve.
The gallows win the same used at the e
Ww. P.M. Sherif Boo. Coxbdill’ and his.
: deputies, aecompanied by Hlte and “Revs
Joos. Winn, of the Methodist Church, J
mounted the platform. Rev. Mr. Winn
OMeral w shert prayer, and the Sherift-
uxhed Hile If there was’ anything. ne
wished to say. Ue replicd, “No, siw; no-
thing.” Not the slightest show of fear
Was apparent while the deputies fastened
the kee that bound his hands and feet
execution of Isaac Buylur last year. }
und the Sherif! adjusted the black Cap.
About twenty-tive persons’ were adimit- :
Jn @ few moments all ways ready, -and +
ted tu the jail-yard, around which con-
avexated nearly two hundred people, At
Sheri Cogbill pushed trom the platform
the welght that: releused the (rupdovur, +
f
and Hiie's body sher downward ut lent
WH. M, Jase six minyres luter forse, Carter, o-e
Hamlton, and Atkins Pronounced life '
¢atinet. The fall broke his neck, and hel. -
dicd without the WIver of i singe mus. | <=.
cle. Hix body) was cut down and placed
In ie collin: and thir evening tiuhen to Wri | ° ,
Ham Dayis's, wear Skipwiths, and buried. 6.
Aitels: crinne was the murder of an tn- Bu
CC Five ied rempeeted Colored oman 4
hathed Willhim Bowers, of near’ Skip-
Yowith, Vas on oth April, WS” He. was
sentenced te huay Sth July of lase Youur, nar
but theescuse went before the Circuit . Gil
Court, wd thence te the Supreme Court, :
Which stribunels uphebht the’ decision + of}. 7° «|
the County Court, At the December term 7
of the ‘latter court he wus reaentenced }
by. Judge Humex to hang lueduy. 6°
woe oe CRED 10 ene ; aase’
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HOOE, William F., white, gambler, hanged at Fairfax CH, Vaey on July 3, 182 6,
"#5335 SIMPSON: Died, About a year since, a man named William Simpson, from this
State, was murdered in Fairfax County, VaseeRALEIGH REGISTER, Tues 6 June 1826 3:2/
RAERIGH REGISTER, Raleigh, NC, Fri. 9 June 1826 1:2," ABSTRACTS OF VITAL RECORDS
FROM RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA, NEWSPAPERS, 1820-1829, Vol, II, Compiled by Lois Sma~
thers Neal; Spartanburg, SC: The Reprint Company, 1979, page 63.
"We published a few days since, from an Alexandria paper, the trial and conviction
of wm, D, Hooe, for the fiurder of a Mr, Simpson near Cookesville, Fairfax Coynty
(Vir.). It appears that Hooe has since his conviction, made a full confession of
his guilt. “e states that he had no accomplices; that after leaving his victim, a
thought struck him that he might not be dead; and he accordingly returned to the
spot about daylight nest morning, when he found him still alive, and apparently
recovering from his wounds. As Hooe approached, Simpson implored his mercy; and
begged that as he had taken his money, he would spare his life. But the wretched
murderer was inexorable; one of them he said must die, and that should be Simpson,
He then dispatched him with a club, follawing up the brutal act, even after he was
dead, by inflicting upon his victim serious wounds with a dagger, ten of which were
on the neck,"
COURIER, Charleston, South Carolina, June 23, 1826 (2/5.)
"Alexandria, De Ce, “ay 30, 1826=CONDEMNATION-At a court of oyer and terminer,
held at Fairfax Court House, Va., last week, William F, Hooe, was se ntenced to be
hung on Monday, the 30th of June, on account of a wilful murder which he committed
sometime since upon William Simpson, a negro trader, from North Carolina, then rob=
bing him of a sum of money, The particulars of this horrible transaction, our
readers will recollect, we published 1); months ago - its aggravated character finds
only a parallel in the annals of crime in our country in the case of Desha, in
Kentucky, The prisoner has been under an extra guard ever since his apprehension,
and we understand that it was doubled after sentence was pronounced upon him, with
the additional security of irons. He was convicted entirely upon circumstantial
testimony = but so convincing as to leave not the remotest hope of his pardon by
the Governor. The prisoner is said to have donducted himself with the untmost
resolution = evincing very little agitation until the verdict of the jury was
pronounced, Much difficulty ofcurred in obtaining jurors who had not formed their
minds as to the guilt of the prisoner, The jury made up their ferdict in five
minutes after retiring = but to avoid and intimation of preciptancy, did not return
into court for nearly half an hour, The trial lasted from Monday, the 22nd, until
Friday night. An indictment was found against the priwsoner at the last May
term, but at his own request, his trial was postponed to the next term and then
unavoidably protracted to the present period in consequence of the severe
indishosition of Judge Dade, = HERALD."
COURIER, Charleston, South Carolina, June 6, 1826 (2/3.)
"Alexandria, “argh 10 - MURDER AND ROBBERY, - On Saturday night last, William
Simpson, a southern trader, was murdered near Centreville, Fairfax county, Vaes
a nd robbed of about $1600, chiefly in notes of the Bank of Virginia.
"It appears that Simpson had eaten his supper at a tavern where he had been for
several days, in company with four or five persons of the place or neighborhood;
and that after supper they all left the tavern, no however precisely at the same
time, but this being common, attracted no particular notice, All except Simpson,
returned to the tavern in the course of the evening, say before 10 o'clock, and
slept there as usual, Next morning being Sunday, three of them left the village,
two on foot and one on horeseback, “impson's not returning to the tavern on Sunday
excited no suspicion, as his business led him frequently into the spighborhood for
longer and shorter periods. On Monday suspicions began to be entertained, and on
Tuesday morning the inhabitants undertook to search, and in a very short time,
within about half a mile of the village, and near one of the roads leading from
thence, he was found dead and the moeny which it was known he had about him was
missing. He appeared to have been shot through the head with a pistol, and
stabbed, The jury of inquest was sitting when our informant left the village on
Tuesday."
COURIER, Charleston, Se Ce Mare 1); 1825(1/1.)
HOPKINS, Benjamin, free black, hanged Harrisonburg, VA, 10/28/1821.
“...Ben Hopkins was hung on top of the hills were Sherdlin’s vineyard was
afterward located...”-Recollection of Rocktown, now known as Harrisonburg, from 1817-
1828, by Maria Graham (Koontz) Carr; Harrisonburg: The Old Mill Antique Shop,
no date, page 26.
According to the Rockingham County Minutes Book,k Vol, 9, pp 853 and 861, County
Courthouse Vault, Harrisonburg, Hopkins was a free blacl, executed on October 28,
1921 for the murder of Cato Bowlin, another free black, who he ran through the back
with a hunting spear.
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Monday evening, G. W. Hart, sab-
| ject: “The Religious Porces of Onan
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Baptist Obarch—Tunsday evening
~A- Wige,subject: “That Boy, Who
Shalt have hin™ — BA aia oe
Charch — Wednesday
subject;
ME. Chureh, South—Tharsday
eveniog JH Henderlite, subject:
Withont « doc. “The Eleveath Commandment, What
from other see-j doen it meant
in and” near Presbyterian Charch —Friday eveu-
fog. Carey Ganible, subject: “Lodivi-
dual Responsibility for the Success of
/ the Means of Grace.? piel i
The deeire of the committee is that
the appolated leader shall introduce
the subject, and be followed by short
Volunteer speeches. ‘The | exercises
with. song and
> Moralug. ©
All are cordially inyitea to attend
/) these services, Boned ere
dete 5% P.M. Edwards,
WA. Wise,
» GW, Hort,
Oarey Gamble,
* J.B. Henderlite. ©
Miah Seheot Entertatument, ‘
Daring the’ season's entertain
ments in this town Up fo the present
time, noue have been of more {p-
terest to our people generally and to
parents especially, than the public
class recitals of the
\
ced recita-
Bees As well
3 anced grades.
a Lic d, | Phe class in natara! science showed
still) ® familiarity with the laws of -the
universe that could have been ac
quired only by carefal and: patient
petore., study, The classes In higher mathe-
“} matics showed by. their facility and
3 ¥- fF rapidity of solation that they had
@alnto | studied the sn bjecta with « thorough-
Shere ness not alyays found fa the- ;
v-, Schools of the land, The recitations
r; Of the primary ‘arithiwetie C'asses
| were éspecially ectertaining and
| ehowed that these “youngsters” had
thelr ‘subject well in hand. The
Fy tapelling contest was fall of “snap”
wi y from beginotng to end, and Was one}
Of the moat entertaining features of
athe evening. In seography and his-|
sgaeat) tory the pupils acquitted themselves
pe eplendidly, and during the whole re-
beital they shuwed wonderful evidence
@ Of Wost carefnl and thorough’ train-
fe fox. and of the great value of the im.
Broved methods employed in this
SPatehoot to impart Knowledge.
ork. teflected #reat credit upon
stol. Joyuus, the Principal, as well as
abon his able Assistants, Prof. Web
eT And Miss Lola Wescott, We have
On to think that there is no
‘ool iu the State at which work is a bel
ae
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‘It wad the first execution in Acco- | :
mac sinee John Walkabout was hung,
thodist “Ch
bave an oyster supper in Mr.’ God-
wio’s storehouse December 27th, ba
@loning at 4 o’elock and’ closing ‘in
time for the Sploster's Con ntion to
be held in the ehureh. Bed TPP oT ey
Parkstey Methodist Protestant
wae? School will render a Cantata
Webnesday evening next, at which
time will be given the annua! Christ-
tas treat. ‘The pablie invited... ad-
Mission for adolts 15 cents, ‘
A splendid Christmas Programme
will be rendered at Leemoht M. Pp,
Charch, Christina night. Rev. W.
B, Jodefind, the author of this ser.
Vice, will have cbarge of music A
small admission fee will be eharged.
The ladies of the P, E, Charch at
Bloxom will give an’
at that place, Priday ‘
1900. Doors open at 7:30 Pp. m.” Tick-
éts 26 cents. Should the weather be
inclement on Friday next fair night.
. The Christmas entertaloment and
treat for the child Presby-
of the place and yicinity, commenc-
lug at 7:30 o'clock. Admission 15
cente, children under 19 years. free.
An oyster Supper will be served in T.
P. Belote: storehouse before enter-
taloment from 2 to 7 p.m. 2
Parkeley Connell, 114, Jr, 0. UL A,
M.y" will hold their annual banquet
Deceniber 28th, 1900, commencing at
8:30 po om. Refreshments Consisting
of oystere, ice cream ete., will be ser-
ved.: Banquet will be ‘preceded by
pablic “installation of ‘officers: in
Baptist Charch, Parksley, 7 p,m,’
All members are requested to be
present. z nue =
The children of Atlantic Baptist
Sunday’: school will receive their
treat on Xmas day, 2o°’elock. Every
scholar ,is requested to be there
Prouiptly at that hour.
The annual Christmas exercise, at
Ayres M.- E. Churoh will be hela
Thursday evening December 27th,
Admission {5 cents.
the oceasion.
Admission:
paste ors thoroughly than ‘at this adulte, 15 cents, children, 10 sente,
‘this ts gonelusively shown by
st that « student of this school
oe 0
Pi aay
ae Re
On Christines day at night, there
The drop fell at
§ was °protounced
Herbert Lilliston, the
pbysinian in attendance, at 8:10. The
execution was accomplished by Sher-
En hie a OS weitere stant iat as see | ae aeaee
if Gunter in a quiet way, withont}’
hiteh of any kind, ia the Presence of f-
the guard and officers, ia all about
40 persons. After the drop, drawiag
up hig feet twice, with a little twiteh-
tag of the muscles, all was over with
him, His neck waa not broken by
the fall. He died of strangulation.
He slept well during the night, res-
ponded promptly to the call of Jailer
Doughty for breakfast) at 6:10 o'clock
ate heartily . of beefsteak, tarkey,
fried chicken,chine, pigs feet &¢.,and
said he enjoyed it. ‘
When the sheriff approached him
later, he found him shrouded and
smoking a cigar and being asked how
. | De felt said “very good and was glad
that he was spared to meet his Sav-
jor, this. way dnstead of being shot
down by.a mob and hung.” After'a
short interval and} Drayer by: his
spiritual adviser, Rev, Beckett, ana
before leaving the jail becanse of the
inclement weather, being asked if he
had anything to Say, responded as
follows: 2s * aiaes :
“Tam glad to be Prepared to ineet.
my Makerthismorning. _ I will warn
you all this morning to keep ont of
the house of the jail. 4am Proud to
Ko, but walking in the path of the
Satan’-has caused me ‘to die! this
death, although I have not done
enough to be hung for. [have noth:
ing. tO say against anyone, bat it
does seem hard that I should be hung
when that little gir! lives and no
harm has been done her by me.” He
praised and thanked Mr. Doughty,
the jailer, for kindness shown him
during his imprisonmen t.
He ascended the Scaffold. with a
firm step, but ‘seemed to be a ttle
hervous when the cap was’ placed
over his head and lifted it several
times and requested to be hung with:
ont it. His remarks ou the scaffold
were of the sanie purport as those
given above, ’
His remains were Put ina coffin
and sent to Tasley by 9 o’clock,to be
forwarded to the Medical College in
Richmond, as the law Provides,
The crime for which he has’ suf.
fered the penalty of death, as hereto-
fore stated. in these colamns,
confessed by hini soon after his _con- |
viction, and he has since stated that
be not only committed that but
many others of a similar character.
He said that he ought to be hang
and everybody seemed to agree with
him, that he had been a brute of the
tiret magnitude, and deserved th,
fate which has fallen to Bimy ears!
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SEARCH OF THE YOUNG GIRL'S
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‘UNKNOWN KILLER. BUT IT WAS
SOMBER VIRGINIA HILLS IN’
y‘Coroner Dr. C. B,
zhind. State police
throughout the area
orth up the highway
details,” Tune told
an said that Marian
in the stomach and
Lloyd’s daughters ?”
1. “Tall, slim girl.
pretty. Looked like
ik happened ?”
When a pretty girl
‘ly road, there’s us-
r.””
vo-room Ellis Creek
ied: off the highway
general store. They
winding road in the
1 home, towards the
wooded, hills where
told them the attack
: from here,’’ Tune
s leaned forward in
2 road ahead. They
-w on the way, and
It was a perfect set-
Clumps of: bushes
the road, swishing
their car, and the
to less than a hun-
ded a bend and came
ughly. dressed farm
to their right.
> said, stopping the
ie road. He got out
s the gathering of
~
A LONE FARMER AND HIS WIFE
WHO FINALLY CORNERED HIM
acs men and women, followed by
atcher and Mathews, The men frowned
at the trampled area around the scene of
the attack. There would be little chance
of discovering footprints traceable to a
killer in the scuffled grass. They stood
for a moment, looking down at the body
ih: of Marian Lloyd. Her distorted: posture
told them the sordid: details. of her slay-
ing. When Coroner White arrived a few
‘minutes later, his brief examination bore
out all the visual evidence.
“The stomach wound was made by a
shotgun at close range,” he said, looking
up at the sheriff. “There’s a cut on her
head, too, I’d say the slayer hit her: first
with the barrel of a gun, then shot her.”
“Was she criminally assaulted ?’”
White nodded. “An autopsy will be.
required to establish it definitely, but I’m
sure she was.” ;
Murder is always a nasty business, but
from the look on Tune’s face -his deputies
knew that: the search for the sex-mad
slayer of Marion Lloyd would be a’ grim
one, -
Mrs. Lloyd had heen led down thé
road while the ‘examination was -:in
Progress, but she refused to leave the
immediate vicinity while the body of her
tavished daughter still lay in the woods.
It was only after the coroner and his
assistants had carried ‘it to an ambulance
and driven away that she allowed a
neighbor to escort her home.
With the removal of the body, the
group of spectators began. to disperse.
Two of them, spinster- sisters from a
nearby farm, lingered by the car until
the rest had gone. Then they approached
the sheriff.
(Continued on page 66)
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morning of September 13, and listened to
the array of evidence rounded up by Balti-
more’s crack homicide ‘squad and presented
by State’s Attorney Bernard Wells. _
The following day, Carroll was placed
on the stand and he. changed his version of
the slaying. He contended that Thompson -
tried to get him to leave the apartment.
fight followed, and he killed the engineer .in
self-defense. at A fe
The case went to the jury,at noon of the
following day. After three hours of delib-
eration, they found the accused man guilty
of ‘manslaughter, and set his punishment at
15 years. at same day,. Carroll, his: face .
stony and impassive, pleaded guilty to a
second charge of grand larceny, Cereal on his
theft of the dead man’s valuables, and was
proniptly given an additional ten years im-
.prisonment, to be served after, the man-
slaughter term had beeti completed.
As for Laurie Swartz, the-authorities be-
lieved she had ‘told the complete truth, and
that she had actually been eaeee. during the.
commission of the crime. On. the day, after
Carroll was sped to the Maryland state peni-
tentiary to begin serving his time. in the bleak
nal fortress, Laurie Swartz was released
rom custody and declared innocent. of any
connection with the'slaying-
.Eprror’s Nore: To spare possible embat-
rassment to innocent persons, the names of
James Pusey, Calvin Dole, Mrs. Winters,
and Laurie Swartz, used in this story, are
fictitious.
Answers to
Headquarters Quiz
. (Gontinued-from page. 12)
‘1.’(a) The pair have decided to take to
their heels—to run away.
2. (a) Contrary to popular opinion, the
great majority of prisoners behave, causing
their keepers little concern or trouble.
3. (b) The final step in big-con swindles
is the “cooling out”—that is, convincing the
mark he wasn’t robbed but just happened to
lose through an inadvertent blunder.
fresh, physically and- emotionally.
5. (a) Hannigan is . correct. Detectives
start out on the assumption a present or ex-
employee fingered the job.
ly no effect on the laboratory analysis of
alcohol breath tests.
7. (a). Yes. Crime prevention agencies
know money spent straightening out a be-
havior problem kid in grade school pays off
a hundred-fold later on. ~
8. (a) Electronic, devices—such as a nail
driven into an outside wall, which picks up a
today. ; :
'9; (a) Highway officers and’ city. police
alike recognize that ordinary speed limit
signs. are of little use without rigid enforce-
ment to back them up. zi
10. Charles Henry Schwartz. '
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pages 70 and:71 in this magazine..
minal Court on. the
No Mercy for Marian
(Continued from page 25)
argued bitterly with him about the girl, and:
‘Lyle Bishop...
J. As Tune... cee eee ee
4. (a) A lie-detector subject should’ be ~
6. (a) Strong-smelling foods have virtual- .
whisper inside—are the investigator’s speed ,
' CAST OF CHARACTERS
Jake Summers.
John T. Hatcher,......... sees deputy
Luther Mathews..... aides 6 ste . deputy
“We think you should know this,” one of
them said. “Jake Summers.was hunting in
these’ woods this afternoon. ‘We saw him go
by our house.”
Tune knew Summers. He was a 45-year-
old bachelor who lived in a one-room shack
back in ‘the! hills. They .knew that he
occasionally ‘made and sold corn_ liquor,
though they were unable to prove it. The
sheriff recalled that he had once arrested
the man on a neighbor’s complaint that he
had molested her teen-age daughter, but
Summers denied it and the charge was later
dropped. Tune had warned the surly boot-
legger that if it happened again he’d throw
the book at him. :
“What time did you see him?” he asked.
“It was around 3 o'clock,” one of them
said positively. eet
The other nodded in agreement. “He was
drunk,” she added, “. . ..as usual.”
Tune looked at them closely. Their eyes
were bright with honest intent, and Sum-
mers .was certainly a logical suspect if he’d
been in the vicinity ‘at the time of the attack.
He thanked the sisters, who scurried off
down the road like two eager sparrows.
They ‘had just’ passed from sight when a
state patrol car rounded the bend. Troopers
C. T. Coates and A. L. Simpson got out and
greeted the county officers. .
“You're just in time,” Tune told. them.
He related the facts in the case, finishing
with the sisters’ revelation that Jake Sum-
mers had been seen near the attack scene
earlier in the afternoon.
Bootlegger Suspect
“Go: get him,” the sheriff told them.
“Mathews will go along. Summers is a
tough old cuss and will give you a little
trouble if he’s been drinking. Hatcher and
I will go over the ground here.” :
As the state patrol car pulled away, Tune
stood with his deputy for a moment near the
spot of blood in the road. The lingering
twilight was inadequate for a thorough
search of the ground, and they brought flash-
lights from the car. Bending low, they
began an inch-by-inch survey of the area.
«In the grass, a few feet in from the road’s
edge, Tune picked up a thin, oval hard-
rubber object.
| "“Tt’s a recoil pad from a shotgun butt,”
he told Hatcher. “It must have fallen off
when he struck the girl.” He directed his
flash beam up and down the roadside. A
few feet farther on it reflected a glint of red.
Hatcher walked over and picked up the
article. It was a discharged shotgun shell.
“A 12 gauge,” he told the sheriff. “There’s
no stamp on the metal end. - Looks like a
home-loaded job.”
une dropped the two items into his coat
pocket, then he and Hatcher followed the
route from the place where the killer had
accosted Marian in the road to the spot in
the bushes where he had completed his at-
tack. The area was too trampled to dis-
tinguish individual footprints, but their light
- beams picked up ‘a glitter in the deep grass
' from sevéral metal pieces that had gone un-
observed in th
carefully, the)
nies and a lit:
have fallen fr
had them in }
car came dow
sheriff’s auto:
Mathews got «
The be-whisk«
peared more a
“He’s got a
“Tt’s them «
exploded. Th
meant.
“They been
bootlegger ex;
quit drinkin’
pay them no 1
got.”
Mathews to
had sworn he’:
entire afternoo
“T knowed tl
knee-high to a
indignantly. “
Tune showec
found.
“He’s got a
there was neve
shells were sto:
The bootlegs
wrinkled but b
Summers wa
down the road
meddlin’. fema
plumes of dust.
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in mind. Our n
one living in t
foot—someone
out if they rei
at what time.
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observed in the daylight:. Parting the blades. ° her washing inissing: from the: clothes line.
2 e carefully, they discovered a dime, two pen- “It was my old man’s Sunday shirt,” she |.’
War lan : nies and a little round trade disk that must told'them angrily.. “He'll be wild. A ‘pair of |
have fallen from the rapist’s pocket. Tune © work pants is gone, too, but they had-a
e 25) had them in his hand when the: state patrol patch in the seat.” aa
"Car came down the road and stopped by the. It was a white shirt, she told them, with
sheriff’s automobile. Coates, Simpson and the initials P. R. embroidered: on the pocket.
TERS - Mathews got out, followed by Jake Summers. | She’d done it herself, for a Christmas present.
. see evietim i The be-whiskered back-country bachelor. ap- “That | happened in the: last. hal -hour,” MAKE. $45” INA
"her mother i peared more angry than ‘worried. Tune said excitedly. “The killer may’ still UP TO DAY
local resident “He’s got an alibi,” Mathews told Tune. be in the woods.” cet ave ) Do you want to make more
_. .hiteh-hiker “It’s them «damn sisters ag’in,” Summers.. “He must -have got ‘pretty: bloody,” said ig itp eee
«ce td. pherll : no The. sheriff asked him what he ae “He'd certainly want a change of Frnen write for this BIG | our.
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es ; bootlegger explained. “Tryin’ to get me to a car, stopped to wait for them.: It was the workers. No experience needed. You tt ane t's the greatest
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daughter, but knee-high to a grasshopper,” Summers said The two state patrolmen and Mathews were
large was later | indignantly. “I wouldn’t harm ’em.’”__ _ Waiting. for them, and they exchanged the :
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4 at what. time. Talk to the school kids who to be quiet. ts
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he expected, a call came within a few minutes.
“This is Hatcher, sheriff,” the voice came
over the air. “We got our man. Even to. the
embroidered initials and ‘the patch on the
pants.”
: “Who is he?’ Tune asked. :
“Says his name is Lyle Bishop. -A hired
| hand. fired by a farmer. the other side of :
Saxe.” It is a small village 15 miles east of
| Clarkton. “He was.making his way through
| here to Highway 501, on his way home to
Lynch.” .
“Take him in,” said Tune wearily, “but
make it petty larceny. Better still, have. the
state police run him down to the Halifax
jail. You and Mathews come back here.
We’ve got to find the killer.” | |
“What?” Hatcher yelled.
“I think,” Tune told him, “you've got the.
wrong man.”
Mathews off ten minutes later, with Coates
and Simpson. ||. . ;
“He admitted being around here when the
girl was killed,’ Hatcher argued. “All we
have to do is find ‘the bloody clothes he.
buried.” } ;
“We'll keep him on tap,” the sheriff said.
“But look at this.” He- showed his deputies
nes the state troopers the little round’ trade
chit, ;
“Would a man from Saxe be carrying a
Clarkton merchant’s slug around with him?”
The others agreed that this piece of evi-
dence indicated that the slayer was probably.
a local man, plus the fact that Bishop would
hitchhiking from one town to another.
“Where do we go from here?” Mathews
asked. . . -
“I want to stop by the Lloyds,” Tune said.
“Perhaps Mrs. Lloyd is ‘in a condition to be
questioned now.-She-may. be able to: give us
a lead” :
They drove the half-mile down the. dark
road to’ the Lloyd home, followed by ~Coates
d Simpson in the state, patrol’ car. They
walked ‘softly up on the porch and knocked
on the door, Bill Lloyd answered their knock.
/- “Come in, sheriff,” he said, He had just
returned from the chase through the woods,
and burrs and twigs still clung to his’ cloth-
‘ing. He was the one who had fired the shot
over the suspect’s head to halt him, and had
been ‘cleaning his gun. when the officers
arrived. 3,3 “5
Tune brought ‘the recoil pad from his
pocket. .
nae idea who might have lost this?” he
asked Lloyd. The farmer reached for it and
turned it in his fingers a moment.
*“Why yes,” he said slowly. ‘That come
off’ of Bill Carr’s gun. He’s about the only
one around used a recoil pad. I: remember
tellin’ him one day that the screws was loose.
He just laughed and tightened ’em up with
his fingernail.” William Carr was a success-
.ful farmer who lived about three miles away
from the Lloyd home. ‘
“How ‘about this shell?”’—Tune asked.
‘and uses this brand?” - aes
Lloyd looked at him queerly. ‘Then he
reached into the pocket of his coat and-with-
drew three loaded shells and stood them. on
the table near. the empty one. They were
identical. : : oir
“Thats my shell,” he said slowly. “There
self. It’s cheaper that way.” .
“Then who ;... ?” began“Tune. “He
| stopped. Mrs. Lloyd had» risen from her
.| ehair and was gazing at the cartridges with
‘a wild, fixed look in her eyes. She swayed
‘as if she were about’to fall. Her husband
leaped to his feet-and put his arm around her.
A state patrol car’ dropped Hatcher anf
hardly be carrying a loaded gun. if he were ©
“Know anyone around who-loads their own’
ain’t another like it around. I load ‘em my- .
I-gave a man four of your shells today,”
‘she said, and her voice was vibrant with
hate. “Now “I know who killed our
daughter ....” :
- | William Carr, a distant neighbor of the
Lloyd’s, was puzzled. He sat on a milk stool
in the barn, raising his head occasionally to
watch his hired man,-George Thomas Hailey,
fork silage into the feed troughs.
“I don’t. get it,” he said. “Why did you
change your clothes? You'll ruin them good
ones, doin’ barn chores in ’em.”
“I told you I got a date in town. I got to
leave as soon as I’m done.” The gangling,
24-year-old farmhand was dressed in his
only suit. “You ain’t answered me about the
car yet.”
4No,” said Carr stubbornly. Occasionally
he let Hailey use his new sedan, but tonight
the youth had been drinking.
“Suppose I take it anyhow?”
Carr glanced up in surprise. Hailey had
never acted this way before.. He’d been
seriously trying to live down a bad record.
He was on probation-to Rev. Ralph Bell-
wood, a minister in Danville. He’d been
‘sentenced to ten years for breaking. into a
store when he was 14. He'had escaped from
the Culpepper Prison Farm in 1945 long
enough to commit two home robberies in
Greensboro, N. C., before he was re-arrested.
Hailey was returned to Virginia and sen-
tenced to an additional five-year term. In
1948 Rev. Bellwood had won a pardon for
him from:Governor Tuck on the first offense,
and succeeded in having Judge George B.
Patton give him a suspended sentence for
the. last one. He was put on probation to’
the minister, and except for occasional drink-
ing sprees had been on his good behavior.”
His actions tonight surprised his employer.
“The car stays in the-barn,” said Carr de-
terminedly. “If you got to get to town, you
- walk.”
At Bay
Hailey sullenly went about finishing his
. chores: Carr dumped. the last. pail of ‘milk
in the creamery .can, then crossed the barn-
yard to the house. He greeted his wife in
the kitchen, and went upstairs to wash. She
followed him. He waited for her in the hall,
— when he saw the look of fear on her
ace.
“Come quick,” she said, and led the way
to Hailey’s door. “He acted mighty funny
when he come in a while.ago. Sneaked in
and come upstairs and changed his clothes.
Seemed to be in an awful hurry. He waited
ti] I’ went down in the vegetable cellar, then
he hightailed it down and out the door.
I looked up through the cellar window and
saw him hidin’ his suitcase under the back
porch.” ,
She pushed open Hailey’s door and went
in. She pointed to a series of spots on the
bare floor in front of the closet. Carr bent 'to
examine them. They were blood.
Carr went across the hall to his own room
and secured his revolver. Then he led the
way down stairs. While -his wife watched
the barn, he went out and retrieved the suit-~
case from under the back porch. He brought
it in and laid it on the kitchen table. Then
he. opened it. : -
‘Hailey’s work clothes were wadded inside
and they were saturated with blood. As his
wife came to look over his shoulder, Hailey
burst into the room. His eyes took. in the
situation. at a glance. Meh Je
“What're you doin’ with those?” he yelled.
“What. happened, George?” Carr said
quietly. *
“Nothin’ happened. I’... I helped a neigh-
bor do some butcherin’, is all.”
“But you borrowed my gun to go huntin’.”
“This man asked me to help when I went
by his place.” ri aes
“You're lyin’, George.”. _
“Gimme that suitcase.” -
“You: ain’t ;
He drew his g:
the farm hand.
ordered.
Hailey sudd
drawer and pul!
“Don’t stop m
you try to stop 1
“What have
asked, holding t
“T killed a gir
be after me sooi
Don’t come near
He meant it.
put his hand on t
hated to shoot a
“You're scare:
and laughed. Hi
on a nail by the
Carr, looking oy
lowered his gun
the door. He rz
the father of th:
Lloyd’s fist
knife clattered o1
Carr sank into
“You was just in
“All right, mx
out to the car.”
Back in the sh
that he had sho
But it was an a
borrowed the fo
about 2 P.M. to g:
low-flying bird
she was walking
known anyone w
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When asked tc
the fact that the
- the barrel wound
a moment. Ther
“T killed her,”
He had met M:
school and he sto;
advances. He’d |
“She looked s:
‘couldn’t help it.”
When she refu
her over the hea
gun. She continu
her in the stoma
off the road and
the bottom of the
“T don’t know it
he told the office
she was when I |
When Tune an
the office they hear
of a mob in the s
loads of men fror
local excitement-s
the jail.” Tune a
went down to fac:
sheriff and. Mathe
door and drove hi
was lodged in the
Shortly after ‘ th:
he slashed his rig
with a broken p
razor blade. Ja
covered him in tin
He was remove
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had to be held on
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Marian walked lightheartedly
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that death—and worse—lurked .
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LLOYD HOME. When Marian was late
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returning from school, her mother became alarmed.
ited for Marian Lloyd.
| Lloyd walked the three
sses in the consolidated’
more sense of hardship
half a dozen blocks to go.
was fair, the vivacious
5 journey along the nar-
1, fragrant tobacco fields
that ran singing out of
ver not far away.
niles with a brisk, swing-
ith healthy young blood
-set dark eyes. She need
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sad through the brush
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w who killed our
tant neighbor of the
Te sat on a milk stool
head occasionally to
-orge Thomas Hailey,
1 troughs.
said. “Why did you
You'll ruin them good
in ’em.”
ate in town. I got to
lone.” The gangling,
was dressed in his
aswered me about the
sbornly. Occasionally
ew sedan, but tonight
iking.
iyhow ?” :
surprise. Hailey had
before. He’d been
2 down a bad record:
to Rev. Ralph Bell-
Danville. He’d been
s for breaking. into 4
He’ had escaped from
Farm in 1945 long
‘o home robberies in
ore he was re-arrested.
| to Virginia and sen-
al five-year term. In
ad won a pardon for
ick on the first offense,
ing Judge George B.
uspended sentence for
s put on probation to’
ot for occasional drink-
on his good behavior. °
urprised his employer.
ie*barn,” said Carr de-
rot to get to town, you
Bay
nt about finishing his
_ the last pail of milk
then crossed the barn-
te greeted his wife in
upstairs to wash. She
ited for her in the hall,
the look of fear on her
said, and led the way
te acted mighty funny~
while. ago. Sneaked in
id changed his clothes.
.wful hurry. He waited
1e vegetable cellar, then
wn and out the door.
the cellar window and
suitcase under the back
Hailey’s door and went
i series of spots on the
the closet. Carr bent 'to
- were blood.
he hall to his own room
ylver. Then he led the
Vhile his wife watched
t and retrieved the suit-~
back porch. He brought
the kitchen table: Then
thes were wadded inside
ated with blood. As his
ver his shoulder, Hailey.
. His eyes took. in the
’ with those?” he yelled.
George?” Carr said
1. I... T helped a neigh-
rin’, is all.” xe
-d my gun to go huntin’.
me to help when I went
orge.”
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“You. ain't goin’ no place,” Carr said. “3
-He drew his Sa and pointed it steadily at
the farm han ‘Call. the’ sheriff, Ma,” he
ordered. . Patnty nor St. ck a Seema
Hailey suddenly reached in the table
drawer and pulled out'a long bread knife.
“Don’t stop me,” he said. “Don’t either of
you try to stop me.”
“What have you done, George?” Carr
asked, holding the gun on him. .
“T killed a girl,” Hailey shouted. - “They'll
‘be after me soon and I’m gettin’ outta here,
Don’t come near me. I'll run you through!”
He meant it. He backed ‘to the door and
put his hand on the knob. Carr hesitated. He
hated to shoot a man. - moe
“You're scared to. shoot me,” Hailey said,
and laughed. He spied the car keys, hanging.
on a nail by the door, and jerked them free.
Carr, looking over the ex-convict’s shoulder, .
lowered his gun. Hailey turned and opened:
the door, He ran squarely into the arms of
the father of the dead girl’. F
Lloyd’s fist crashed into his’ face. The
knife clattered on the floor. t
Carr sank into a chair by the kitchen table.
“You was just in time,” he said weakly:
“All right, men,” Tune said. “Take him
out to the car.”. ,
Back in the sheriff’s office Hailey admitted
that he had shot and killed Marian Lloyd.
But, it was an accident, he insisted. . He had. :
borrowed the four shells from Mrs. Lloyd
about 2 p.m. to go crow hunting.’ A shot at a
low-flying bird had struck the girl while
she was walking along the road. He hadn’t
known anyone was near.
Angry Crowd
When asked to explain the bloody clothes,
the fact that the girl had been attacked, ‘plus -
the barrel wound on the head, he was. silent
a-moment. Then he gave up.
“T killed her,” he said. :
He had met Marian on her way home from
school and he stopped her and made improper
advances. He’d been’ drinking, he admitted.
“She looked so pretty,” he went on. oF
couldn’t help it.” ,
When she refused. his proposals, he struck
her over the head with the 12 gauge shot-
gun. She'continued to struggle and he shot
her in the stomach. Then’ he dragged her
off the road and into the clump of bushes at
the bottom’ of the ravine. j
“TI don’t know if she was dead then or not,’””
he told the officers. “But I’m pretty sure
she was when I left her.”
When Tune and his deputies returned to
the office they heard the unmistakeable rumble
of a mob in the street outside. Several. car-
loads of men from Clarkton, augmented by
local excitement-seekers, were approaching -
the jail.” Tune acted fast. While Hatcher
went down to face the enraged farmers, the
Sheriff and. Mathews took Hailey out a rear
door and drove him to Danville, There he
was lodged inthe Pittsylvania County jail,
Shortly after ‘the officers « let him alorié
he slashed his right arm, below the elbow,
with a broken portion of a ‘double-edged
razor blade. Jailer Walter Riddle dis-
covered him in time. Abie
He was removed to a Danville hospital,
and two special guards were assigned to: his
room. When doctors stitched the wound, he
had to be held on the operating table.
“I wish I had a gun right now,” he shouted,
On. the following Thursday, February 9,
Commonwealth’s Attorney Frank L. “Mc-
Kinney announced that a preliminary hear-
’ ing for the ex-convict, scheduled for Friday,
had been postponed for an indefinite period. .
‘nrror’s Note: To «spare possible embar-
rassment' to innocent persons, the names
_ Lyle ety and Jake Summers, used in this...
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story, are
The D. A. Asks
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whose testimony was ‘wholly “immaterial.
‘Is the indictment invalid for that reason?
on an indictment, one was listed not by: his
. 3, Among the grand jury. witnesses shown Ab
real name, but by an assufned name. Did that |
~make the indictment. invalid 4
a fi before trial. the district’ attorney
asked the court’s permission to add to his list
of witnesses the names of two persons- whom
the defendant had never heard of. Can -that
be done? -- >
5. The - district — attorney endorsed the |:
names of the grand*jury witnesses but not
‘their addresses. Is that enough? f
6. A state statute prohibited the district
attorney from’ calling any witness not listed
on the indictment. After the accused and his
witnesses had testified, the district attorney
wanted to present rebuttal evidence through
‘an_unlisted witness. Should it be allowed?
7. At a trial for armed robbery, private
counsel assisted the district attorney in the
case. The defendant demanded the name of |.
. the. person who. paid the fee of the-“extra” |:
lawyer. Is he entitled to know? -
8. A statute required that the district ‘at- |
torney list on the indictment not. only the
names but also the occupations of the grand
‘jury witnesses. Im one case the district
attorney listed a witness as a tailor, whereas,
actually he was a seaman. Was this incor-
rectly designated witness competent to testify ?
On the list of grand jury witnesses
the name, Mary Jordan, appeared ‘twice, with
nothing to show whether only one person or
two different persons were meant. At. trial
it developed that there. were two persons
of that name—mother and daughter. After
the mother had testified against. him, : the
accused objected to testimony by the daugh-
ter on the ground that the witness list did
not clearly show that “Mary Jordan” meant |
two people. What should the court do?
10. In a murder trial the district attorney
wants to introduce a witness who didn’t testi-
fy before the grand jury.. Can that be done?
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HAILEY, George Thomas, wh, elec. VA (Halifax) February 2, 1951.
SHERIFF TUNE (right) stands at spot along lonely Virginia road where, he claims, a rapist-killer waited for Marian Lloyd.
VERY SCHOOL DAY Marian Lloyd walked the three
miles to and from her classes in the consolidated’
.School at Ellis-Creek with no more sense of hardship
than a city child who has only half a dozen blocks to go.
Indeed, when the weather was fair, the vivacious
+ brunette welcomed the exhilarating journey along the nar-
row road that cut through the rich, fragrant tobacco fields
and twisted alongside the brook that ran singing out of
the big woods to the Staunton River not far away.
Her long, trim legs covered the miles with a brisk, swing-
ing stride that rouged her cheeks with healthy young blood
and set a lively sparkle in her wide-set dark eyes. She need
not have walked alone, and of this she was as well aware
as she was conscious of her burgeoning young womanhood.
But she refused ‘the offers of pimply-faced boys in her
class to escort her home.
Usually they used the same approach. “Ain’t you scared, °
sometimes, all by yourself in the big woods?”
“I’m not afraid.” Occasionally, if some youth persisted,
she would squelch him with, “I’m safer with whatever’s
in the woods now than with what might go into ’em with me.”
On the afternoon of February 3, 1950, Marian came
lightheartedly down the rutted road through the brush
entangled forest, bound for her farm home a few miles ne
outside: Clarkton, Virginia. k meena
14
UNCENSORED DETECTIVE, August, 1950
GENERAL STORE—
In the Clarkton area, where officers’
at
CLARKTON
16 (continued)
received some valuable assistance.
The winter had been unusually mild and
already there was the languor of premature
spring in the southern Virginia air. Buds
were fattening on twigs in the woodland
maze and the thickets were beginning to
bestir themselves with the. sounds and
motions of reawakening life.
A rustle in the dry leaves and the crackle
of dead wood crushed underfoot first told
the girl that she was not alone. She glanced
over her shoulder and saw the man with
a shotgun pushing out of a clump of under-
brush. He gained the road and followed
her, walking fast.
Her own gait quickened, but he caught
up with her before she had gone a hundred
yards.
“I been hopin’ you’d come by,” he said,.
and his tone was rough with fear and pas-
Sion. “Let’s take a walk, just you and me—
a little walk in the woods.”
Without answering, she started to run. A.
hand clawed at her arm. Fingers clamped
into her flesh and her panting captor swung
her around... .
T FOUR o’clock Marian’s mother was
more than a little worried. The eight-
year-old twins, Clanton and Safford,
and Virginia Lee, Marian’s younger sister,
had come home from their school on
time, but the older girl, always the most
.
punctual of |
“Was ther
schoolhouse
asked Virgin
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there was an
“Then,” sa
to meet her.
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beside it.
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wd come by,” he said,.
igh with fear and pas-
alk, just you and me—
woods,”
3, She started to run. A.
arm. Fingers clamped
‘ panting captor swung
Marian’s mother was
le worried. The eight-
Clanton and Safford,
arian’s younger sister,
rom their school on
girl, always the most
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punctual of the brood, had not shown up.
“Was there something going on at the
schoolhouse to keep her late?” Mrs. Lloyd
asked Virginia Lee. 7
“Not that I know of. Marian didn’t Say
there was anything.”
“Then,” said the mother, “I’m going out
to meet her. I'll-give that young woman
a good piece of my mind.”
The sun was low in the west, casting
long, deep shadows where the narrow road-
way sliced into the big woods. But there
was light enough for Mrs. Lloyd to see,
as she trudged fearfully along the lonely
byway, the dark, red stains in the sand
beside it. :
The patch of blood was still moist and,
from the large stain, a trail of red droplets
led into the underbrush. Here, too, the
mother saw, the ground was scuffed and
the twigs were broken, as if a passage had
been forced and a heavy object dragged
into the woods.
She followed the trail, afraid to come to
its end. The path took her only a few
yards off the roadway, .and there the search
for Marian ended. ae
The girl lay spreadeagled in a soggy
depression in the ground. Her neat cotton
print dress was bunched beneath her arm-
pits. .Blood-soaked undergarments had
been ripped away, exposing the. shapely,
white, virginal body of the -beautiful
schoolgirl. :
It took a moment for the full horror of
her discovery to wrench a scream from
‘Mrs. Lloyd’s throat. Her shriek of terror
carried beyond the woods to the home of
a neighbor, where a wondering farm wife
heard it and remembered the explosion of
- a gun in the forest not very long before.
The. neighbors found Mrs. Lloyd,..hys-
terical with grief, holding her dead daugh-
ter in a desperate embrace in the dank
depths of the woods. They pried her away
from the outraged corpse. and led her
home, with a guard remaining behind to
await the sheriff. =
The telephone call reached Sheriff J. A.
Tune in the county seat at Halifax just
as the sun touched the western horizon..
Tune summoned Deputies Luther Mat-
thews and John Hatcher, loaded flashlights
and floodlamps into his car, and raced to
the scene, a little over 12 miles to the
north. ‘ Halifax County Coroner C. B.
White and troopers of the Virginia State
Police; called by Tune on his short-wave
radio, were close behind the sheriff and
his aides.
William: Lloyd, the murder victim’s
father, flagged the officers down some dis-
tance from the little ravine where the
body lay. ee
“Been tryin’ to keep everything just as
it was when Ma came up here,” he said
grimly. “Figured you’d want it that way,
to catch the man who did this. And.I want
him caught, I tell you.”
“So do we,” Tune said gruffly. “You
did right to keep folks away as much as
“you could. You got any idea who's re-
sponsible?”.
Lloyd fell into step beside Sheriff Tune
as. they walked toward the path to where
the dead girl lay. “Let’s ste what’s to be
found,” the gaunt farmer suggested, “be-
fore we go to naming names,”
The neighbors who were first on. the
scene, Tune noted with disappointment,
had so trampled the ground around the
body that it would be useless to seek the
slayer’s tracks in the soft earth. The officers
would have ‘to depend upon. other: clues
to run down the man who had ambushed
the schoolgirl there in the woods. Tune
hoped there would be other clues.
E did not, however,. immediately press
a search for them. Nothing would
disappear for the present, and Tune
wanted Dr. White to examine the corpse
before he or anyone else“ went prowling
_further around it.:
- It took but a brief examination for the
coroner to obtain the basic facts of inter-
est to the investigators. Death, he said,
had been caused by a shotgun charge fired
into the abdomen at close range.
“But before she was killed,” Dr. White
added, “she was struck on the head with
some blunt weapon. The blow cut open
her scalp and its force either knocked her
out completely or rendered _ her semi- |
conscious. And, sheriff, the girl was raped.”
This news spread through the little
crowd of neighboring farmers and their
wives who had come to the scene. Tune
heard the angry mutterings of these men
and wished he could have kept the truth
from them; but this, of course, had been
impossible, for they had guessed it from
the first.
Now, the: sheriff knew, he had two dif-
ficult tasks before him. The first, of
course, was to track down the fiend who
had killed Marian; the second was to pre-
vent a lynching once the slayer was in
custody.
-Tune welcomed the arrival of. State
Troopers A. L. Simpson and C. T. Coates.
They joined at once with the sheriff and
his deputies to make a. sweeping hunt for
physical clues which might point toward
the murdering rapist’s identity.
“The coroner says the girl might have
been bludgeoned with the killer’s shotgun,”
Sheriff Tune said. “So we probably won’t
find the weapon that cut open her head.”
They did find, however, an object which
convinced them that Dr. White was cor-
rect in naming the club that first struck
Marian down, leaving her helpless. This:
was a red rubber pad, oval in shape, with
two screw holes through it. :
“A recoil pad from a shotgun,” Deputy
Hatcher said. “It must have been jarred
off when he clubbed her.”
The next discovery, turned up in the
grass beside the road as the powerful flood-
lamps turned the: gathering night into a
garish, artificial day, was the red hull of
a 12-gauge shotgun shell.
It smelled strongly of burned powder,
indicating it had been fired only recently.
Trooper Coates studied the indentation of
the firing pin in the copper detonation cap,
and turned the shell case slowly in his
fingers, deeply interested in it.
“The pin throws off just a little from
center,” he told the sheriff. “That means
the gun can be identified if we ever get
hold of it. But even more important,
maybe, is the empty shell itself.”
The trooper displayed the plain red ‘cas-
-ing under the glaring light from one
floodlamp. “‘Look here,” he said. “This
cartridge was not of: commercial manu-
facture. It was loaded by somebody at
home.” ~
The absence of a trademark on the
casing told the officers that the shell had
been hand-loaded. Sheriff Tune knew of
no county~‘resident noted for preparing his
own shotgun charges, but in a rural dis-
trict where virtually every household con-
tained at least one scattergun, the practice
would not be too unusual. Such hunters,
he did know, were those who were so
expert in the handling of their firearms as
to be exceedingly particular about the
“amount of powder and shot in each load.
The troopers, the deputies, and the sher-
iff continued their search. The gleam of
bright metal in the grass under the big
lights caught Tune’s eye, and from the
fringe alongside the road he picked up a
dime, two pennies, and a small token. It
bore the words, “Good for 5c in trade,”
and was redeemable at a store in nearby
Clarkton.
OTHING else of promise was found
near the spot where pretty Marian
Lloyd had died. Tune and his men
now turned to the neighbors, still lingering
to.watch the progress of the murder probe.
Had any suspicious person been seen in
the neighborhood in the late afternoan?
Could anyone tell (Continued on page 49)
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he was on his feet and, tossing a nickel on
the counter, left.
The lieutenant came over. “Our friend
Perkins is feeling kind of on his muscle
today,” he said. .
“Oh, he’s all right,”. the waitress said.
“Only, when he was in here about this time
yesterday he wanted his coffee black. So
I thought maybe .today—”
“You say he stopped in here at noon
yesterday?”
‘That’s right. Just before he went home
and found that terrible thing had hap-
pened to Mrs. DeVoe.”
“Yes, that was a pretty bad business.
You’re sure it was noon that he was here
and not around five o’clock?”
“I’m not here at five o’clock,” the girl
declared. Then she added, “Say, come to
think of it—”
“Don’t think of it,” Van Steenberg shook
his head. “Don’t think of it at all.”
He had seen Gaither coming up to the
corner and, leaving the wondering waitress
staring after him, the lieutenant left the
restaurant and joined his assistant on the
sidewalk.
ERKINS SAT DEEP in the armchair,
his head in his hands. Finally he looked
up at the two officers standing over
him. “You knew who did it all the time,
didn’t you?” he muttered.
“No, I wouldn’t say that,” Van Steen-
berg said. “But leaving those smeared
shoes around was a red herring we couldn’t
swallow. Once it began to look like clues
were being dropped around to throw us
off the track, it was easy enough to guess
who might be doing it.”
“Nothing I could do but try to cover
. because she was always nagging me when
up,” Perkins -groaned. “I killed her, of
course. I came home drunk. She jumped
me for it. I swung. at her and knocked
her down. I’d always wanted to beat her
Neva was not around. She got up and I hit
her again. I maneuvered her towards the
cellar stairs, and knocked her down the
stairs. She went bouncing down like a
rubber ball and cracked her head at the
bottom. ;
“She was moaning and thrashing around
down there when I started hitting her with
the mallet. That shut her up all right. I
wouldn’t have done it—I wouldn’t have
done it if I hadn’t been drunk—if she
hadn't nagged me about losing a day’s
wages, and reminding me of that. other
time I killed the kid. That’s what made
me think of it—that’s what made me think
to kill her, too! If she hadn’t brought
that up—!” .
“And that’s all there was to it?” the lieu- 4
tenant asked.
“That’s all there was to it, except that
I was cold sober after I killed her. I
cleaned up everything—I tried to get rid
of the body but I saw it was impossible.
Then I figured the-only thing was to make
it seem some outsider was to blame. I
went out through the back and made my
way down to the railroad shops. I got
hoid of my time card and tore it up—I did
a lot of stuff I thought would confuse the’
issue, but it wasn’t any use. I guess I
didn’t really expect it to fool you.” ,
“No,” said Van Steenberg, “only a fool
tries to fool the police.” eA
Ella DeVoetwas murdered by B. C. Per-
kins, her son-in-law, on the 3rd day of
March, 1942. In June, having fully con-
fessed his crime, Perkins was turned over
to the warden of Ohio State Penitentiary
under sentence of life imprisonment.
FURY AT CLARKTON ~
CONTINUED FROM PAGE 17
whence had come the hand-loaded red
shotgun shell? Had there been trouble in
the district of like nature recently, any
molestation of women or girls alone in the
fields or on the roads?
There had been no complaints of women
or girls being bothered. None of the men
and women assembled along the road in
the big woods could identify the empty
shotgun casing. But one prim woman
from a nearby farm had something to tell
the sheriff.
“You might find out what Fred Armis-
tead was doing down in these here woods,”
she said in a thin, vinegary voice. “For
he did come down the road a little after
three o’clock. I saw him from my yard.
And he was carrying something that mighs
very well have been a shotgun.” =.
Tune was well acquainted with the folk
in his county, and he knew Armistead fore
an easy-going fellow in his early forties,
a man who'd rather hunt than work, who'd
much rather'spend an evening over a jug
of corn liquor than doing chores around a
farm. But it was difficult for the sheriff
to envision the ‘man as the lust-maddened
slayer of Marian Lloyd, even in his cups.
Tune said as mich.
“A man who'd drink as Fred Armistead
drinks,” came the icy response, “would be
liable to do anything.”
There was assent among several of the
women who stood in the fringe of light
from the floodlamps. “We'll soon find out
about Fred,” the sheriff promised. “Now
suppose you all go on home. There’s noth-
ing more to be done hefe.”
The officers stopped briefly at the Lloyd
home. The mother was under a doctor’s
care and the father, trying to calm his re-
maining children, was too upset to talk
about the tragedy.
“We'll be back tomorrow,” Tune said.
“You might ask some of the fellows here-
abouts to get together. We might need a
posse to smoke out our man.”
The sheriff sent Deputies Matthews and
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my bad habits for quite a spell now.”
He aimed again at the cuspidor, fired,
hit, and settled back in his chair. “Got a
notion of marryin’ me, she has, if I’d sort
of quit just about everything I want to
do. I’d rather have my bad habits than
her for a wife . .
Tune interrupted him. “Get down to
business,” he said. “Where were you be-
tween three and four o’clock this after-
-noon?”
.“Oh, that?” Armistead said. “Ask your
boys here. They checked up on me.”
“He’s in the clear, all right,” Hatcher
said. “He was at work. A farmer told us
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rubber shotgun recoil pad and the empty
shell casing on the desk before him.
ate you can help me trace these,” he
said,
Armistead examined the pad. and the
spent. cartridge for a long moment, then
shook his head. “Nope. Never used a pad
myself,” he said. “Don’t know. anybody
who does use one of them things. And
I buy my shells from Hailey’s store, up in
Clarkton. Hailey will tell you that. There
ain’t too many folks, though, that hand-
load their own shells.”
Early the next morning the five officers
left Halifax and returned to the Clarkton
area, stopping at farmhouses as they came
to them, en route to the Lloyd home.
In one they heard from a ten-year-old
girl that there had been a strange man near
the big woods on Friday afternoon as the
child was returning from school. However,
he had made no attempt to accost her.
In another dwelling, a woman told of
the visit of a tramp the previous day.
“An ugly looking man,” she described him.
“Very poorly dressed. I didn’t like his
looks, so I sent him packing.”
At a farm that bordered on the woods,
a housewife told the sleuths of hearing
a shot between three-thirty and four -on
Friday afternoon. “But since it came from
the. woods,” she said, “I just figured it was
somebody out hunting.” _
The officers worked their way on toward
Lloyd’s. At the next farmhouse, they met
a woman who believed she had a lead in
the murder.
“I put out my wash yesterday,” she
said. “When I heard Mrs. Lloyd screaming
over there in the woods, I ran out and
never even thought about the things on
the line. When I came back, it was after
dark. I remembered then to take down
my laundry. There was a shirt missing,
my husband’s shirt.”
The missing garment, she was certain,
had been stolen from her washline while
she and her husband were at the scene of
the slaying.
“And who would take it, I ask you?”
she said. “Nobody but the murderer him-
self, to my way of thinking. Most likely,
he had blood all over himself, and didn’t
dare show up marWoee in ‘the clothes he
had on.”
UNE saw much merit in her supposition.
The slayer’s apparel must have been
stained with Marian Lloyd’s blood, and
he still must have been in the general
neighborhood when -the girl’s body was
found in the forest. He still might’ be
lingering in this general area, afraid, be-
cause of the hullaballoo of.the previous
night, to try to escape over one of the
roads in the vicinity. :
The party of: officers drove on to the
next. farm, the last residence before the
Lloyd place. Here, as they stood in sober ©
conyersation with het owner 3 in his farm- :
yard, a small boy hung by as close as
he dared, listening carefully. Tune voiced
his belief that the killer might still be
around.
“Pa,” the lad piped up, “I saw a man
jin the other woods yonder when I went
down this morning to fetch the cows.”
- The sheriff called the boy to him to
hear his story. The child had seen a man,
a stranger, in the fringe of a second patch
of thick woods adjoining a pasture, he
said. The man had worn a white shirt.
And Tune remembered that it was a “Sun-
day” or dress shirt that had been taken
from the neighbor’s line of wash.
Tune gazed across the fertile fields at
the woods. It could easily be, he believed,
that this man still was in hiding there.
He turned to the farmer.
*” “How many men, with guns, can we
round up in a hurry?” he asked.
“Maybe half a dozen,” was the reply.
“We can get ’em over the party line.”
“Not quite enough to circle the whole
_woods,” the sheriff said.
“There’s a brush crew leveling some
ground over .about a mile,” the farmer
said. “They ain’t got guns with ’em, of
course. But I reckon there’s a few spare
rifles and such about.”
Within half an hour the farmyard
bristled with a posse. More than a
dozen farmers and members of the brush
crew, eager to avenge the death of the
school-girl, milled about with shotguns and
rifles crooked in their arms. Tune, who
knew the local geography well, gave his
directions for encirclement of the woods.
“We'll pull the circle tighter and tighter,
till we all come together,” he said. “But
go slow, men. Be very. careful, or one of
us is liable to get shot.”
The sheriff watched the possemen start
across the fields, moving like skirmishers.
He fell into step. beside one of them. It
was William Lloyd, Marian’s father.
“I trust, Bill,” the sheriff said so low
no‘ one else could overhear, “that you
won’t do anything foolish in there.”
Lloyd understood. “You know how I
feel, Sheriff,” he replied: slowly. “You
know what I'd like to do to the fiend who
killed my little girl. But if I come on
him, I'll bring him back to you alive. I
promise that.”
“Thanks, Bill,” Tune said. He walked
along with the father toward the woods.
Lloyd -was carrying a shotgun. He
flipped the lever that opened the breech
and fished a couple of shells from his
jacket. Tune.got a quick glimpse of them
as Lloyd slid them into the twin chambers;
they were red, plain red without markings
of any kind on them.
The posse encircled the woods and, at
a signal that was passed from man to man
around the loop, the search began. The
men moved slowly, combing through thick-
ets, investigating piled boulders where a
fugitive might hide.
Ten minutes after the hunt began, Sher-
iff Tune heard the roar of a shotgun. It
came from off to the right, and soon he
heard also. the excited cries of men. A
few moments later Deputy Hatcher came
panting through the underbrush.
“We've got him!” he shouted. “Come on.”
ROOPER COATES and one of the
possemen dragged the quarry out of
the woods into the pasture. He was
a young man, but he needed a shave and
‘he was shaking with fright as the grim,
armed men crowded around him.
He was wearing the shirt taken from
a. neighbor’s . line the night before. He
admitted the theft.
“My clothes,” he said,
wore out.”
“were plumb
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ported this assertion, “I’m on -my way
‘home, up in Brookneal, after quittin’ a -
job down near
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job down near Saxe. I just wanted to get~
something half decent to put on.”
’ The man said his name was Arthur
Timmins. He stoutly denied all knowledge
of the murder of Marian Lloyd and begged
the sheriff to check on his story of having
just quit his job, or to take any other
measures possible to determine whether
he was lying in protesting his innocence
in the slaying.
Timmins had had no shotgun when the
posse cornered him, but of course he
could easily have hidden a weapon in the
dense woods. .
“We can run a paraffin test on his
hands,” Trooper Simpson suggested, “to see
whether he’s fired a gun. And there’s the
lie detector, too, if he’s willing to take
a test.”
“Sure, I'll take it,” Timmins offered
eagerly. “Anything to get me out of this
mess.”
“We'll take him into Clarkton,” Sheriff
Tune anrfounced. “Maybe we can find
out there if he’s telling the truth.”
A telephone call from this village to
Timmins’ former employer in Saxe, about
fifteen miles to the southeast as the crow
flew but nearly twice as far by the short-
est road,’ assured the sheriff that the
prisoner had, as he said, left there only
the day before. ’
Now Tune visited a general store in
Clarkton, the shop that issued tokens like
the one he had picked up at the murder
scene the night before. He had Timmins
with him.
The proprietor and the only clerk in the
place looked at Timmins. They were posi-
tive he had not been in the store on Friday,
and both also were certain they. had never
seen him before.
The sheriff now was inclined to believe
Arthur Timmins innocent of the murder.
“But we’ll hold him for. petit larceny and
vagrancy till we’re absolutely sure,” he
said. “Right now I’ve got something else
I want to clear up.”
He drove back to the Lloyd farm, where
he found Lloyd swabbing one barrel of
his shotgun with a rag-on the end of a’
ramrod. 4
“It was me who shot back there in the
woods,” the farmer said. “You can see I
kept my word not to harm the feller if I
saw him.”
“A good: thing, too,” Tune said. “He’s
not. our man. I would stake ’most anything
on that.” ;
“Then who is the~guilty one?” Lloyd
asked in surprise.
Tune did not answer for a moment. Mrs.
Lloyd had come into the kitchen, and
stood watching her husband and the sheriff
with eyes reddened from weeping. .
The sheriff pointed to a red, empty
shotgun shell, the cartridge Lloyd had
taken from his gun.
“Where'd you get that shell, Bill?”
“Why, it’s my own. I load ’em myself.
Why?”
“Anybody else hereabouts have the same
kind?” ”
“Not that I know of. What’s eating you,
anyhow?” -
Tune took the empty shell from his own
pocket and set it beside the cartridge on
the table. ‘That they were identical could
be seen at a glance.
“The charge from that shell killed
Marian,” the sheriff said.
Lloyd looked blankly at the officer, not
comprehending at first the meaning of
Tune’s last statement. Then it dawned on
him. “You mean,” he said hoarsely, “that
one of my own cartridges was used to kill
my girl? How on earth could that be?”
RS. LLOYD stepped forward. “Bill,”
she said, “I found some of. your shot-
gun shells in one of your pockets, yes-
DON tear Dag a
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terday. I set them out on a window ledge
on the back porch. They weren’t there
this: morning. Maybe somebody took
them.”
Her husband shook his head. “I found.
’em, ma,” he said. “Three shells. I car-
ried them with me today.”
“Three shells?” she repeated. “But there
were four when I put ’em there yesterday. .
’ I'm certain of that.”
“Four?” Lloyd rose from his chair.
ee somebody did steal one. Who could
it be?” :
Tune produced the red rubber recoil
pad which had been found at the murder
scene.
“Tell me whose gun this is from,” the
sheriff said, “and maybe we’ll know who
stole that shell.”
Lloyd took the pad in his hands and
studied it. “Only one man around I know
of who ever had a pad on his gun butt,”
‘he said. “But I’d stake my life that Jim
Best never had any part at all in this
killing.”
With that Sheriff Tune could heartily
agree. Best was a prosperous tobacco
farmer, a middle-aged man‘ who, enjoyed
the respect of the whole county.
- “But it won’t hurt any,” Tune said, “to
go over to Best’s and check up on his gun.”
He summoned Deputies Mathews and
Hatcher and Troopers Coates and Simpson”
by radio, and the five officers drove to the
Best farm, about three miles away. Mrs.
Best.told them her husband was down in
the barn with George Hailey, the young
hired hand on the place.
The five men walked to the barn and
entered, wholly unprepared for the tableau
upon which they intruded. Best stood be-
side a cultivator with a revolver in his
hand. Young Hailey faced him with a
wicked looking knife in his right fist.
The officers’ guns came out. “Drop it,
George!” Tune snapped. “What’s going on
here, anyway?”
Hailey’s knife clattered to the cement
floor. Best turned to the officers. “It’s a
good thing you came,” he said. “Either
I'd have had to shoot him, or-he’d have
killed me. I don’t know what got into
him. He came in a few minutes ago, all
dressed up like he is now, and said he
was going to take my car and go to town.
“I wanted him to do some work today.
I said he couldn’t have the car. He seemed
nervous, -like he had to get away in a
hurry. I started questioning him. He pulled
the knife. Lucky for me I had my gun
here in the barn.”
“Where’s your shotgun, Jim?” the sheriff
asked.
“George took it yesterday afternoon,”
Best replied. “He said he wanted to go
down by thé woods and knock off a couple
of hawks that have been scaring our
chickens. I haven’t seen it since.”
“Where’s the gun?” Tune asked Hailey.
He noted that the hifed hand was wearing
a white shirt, and what appeared to be his
best suit.
Hailey shrugged. “I didn’t even use it,”
he said. “I had a chance to help a neigh-
bor down the road apiece with some
butchering—”
“He’s trying to explain the blood on his
work clothes,” Best said. “My wife found
them in his room a little while ago.”
“Blood on his clothes, eh?” Tune said.
“We know what kind of butchering you
did, son. Want to tell us about it?”
“I don’t know what you're
about,” the youth replied.
‘ They found his bloody garments in his
room and, after a search, dug Best’s shot-
gun from beneath a pile of potatoes in the
talking
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Best said the rubber pad which Tune was
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AILEY had a criminal record. At the
age of. 14 he had been sentenced to
ten years in the reformatory for break-
ing into a store. In 1945 he had escaped
from a prison farm and had committed
two robberies before he was recaptured.
In 1948 a minister obtained a parole
for the youth and got him the job on the
Best farm.
Tune talked quietly with the young man
en route to the county jail in Halifax, ex-
plaining that Hailey didn’t. have a chance
of lying successfully about the murder of
Marian Lloyd.
In the sheriff’s office, Hailey allegedly
admitted killing the girl, but ‘claimed it
was an accident. He said he had fired
the shotgun at a bird and the.charge struck
Marian, who happened to be walking by.
He did not see her in time, he insisted.
“It’s no good, George,” the sheriff said.
“First, we know that Marian was killed
by a charge of shot fired from only ten
feet away. Second, we know you stole the
shell from her dad’s back porch, that you
were prowling around her home looking
for her. And, third, we can prove. that
she was criminally attacked. On top of it
all, we can show it was Best’s gun that
fired the fatal charge into het body.”
Hailey reportedly broke down then. “I
just had to have her,” police claim he said.
“She was so pretty. I just couldn’t help
myself.” .
He told of hiding in the woods, ‘after
making sure Marian had not returned from
school. He told of stepping out into the
road behind her, of seizing her after she
refused to “take a walk in the woods.”
Marian struggled and he clubbed her
with the gun butt, not noticing that the
recoil pad was knocked off. He dragged
’ the unconscious girl into the bushes, where
he assaulted her, then stood off a few feet
and fired a shot into her stomach so that
she never could identify him to authorities.
News of his arrest and confession spread
swiftly through Halifax. A crowd began
to gather and there were rumblings that
foretold a lynching attempt. Sheriff Tune
whisked his prisoner to safety in the Pitt-
sylvania County jail in Danville, forty miles
away, and prepared to turn the case over
éo the commonwealth’s attorney.
In the Danville jail, soon after he was -
locked up, George Hailey slashed his right
- wrist with a piece of a broken razor blade,
but medical treatment prevented his self-
destruction. .
Hailey was indicted on a charge of first
degree murder, but his trial was indefinitely
postponed to permit psychiatric examina-
tion of the prisoner. When he. is finally
brought to trial, Commonwealth Attorney
Frank L. McKinney says he will ask the
death penalty for the 24-year-old suspect.
Epiror’s Note: The names Fred Armis-
tead, Arthur Timmins, and Jim Best in the
foregoing story are fictitious.
THE
CONTINUED FROM PAGE 6
CAT
victed in Britain of armed robbery or
aggravated assault could be sentenced
to a prison term and a flogging. The
number of lashes administered was
limited by law to fifty for an adult and
twelve for a minor, but the maximum was
rarely imposed. When an act reforming
the British prison system passed Parlia-
ment in 1948 there was little objection to
the provision which abolished the cat o’
nine tails, but in recent. months there has
been considerable agitation for the restora-
tion of flogging.
The sources of this agitation sem wide-
ly spread. There are no official figures,
and it is possible that late 1949 and early
1950 saw an increase in mugging, pocket-
book-snatching, and petty brutality. At
any rate, the newspapers, looking for head-
lines after a juicy election campaign, seized
on these particularly nasty crimes and
played them up with a hint that* they had
been caused by the abolition of the cat.
Questions were asked in the House. of
Lords, and Lord Justice Goddard, sentenc-
ing two thugs who had brutally beaten
and robbed an old woman, commented
from the bench that he was sorry he could
not have them thrashed.
The Lords have in fact been the prime
agitators for the restoration of the cat.
Many of them attended private schools at
which they were flogged from an early
| age, both by teachers and by older boys
who had acquired disciplinary privileges.
And the Lords feel that. anything good
enough for a belted earl is good enough
for a common criminal.
Moreover, remembering their own ex-
periences with the cat, the Lords believe
that flogging acts as a great deterrent to
crime. One of the members of the House
said in debate that he had once been told
by a criminal that any thug would rather
serve a year in prison than receive ‘ten
strokes with the lash. It followed logically
that the Act of 1948, which had removed
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from the underworld the fear of the cat,
had contributed to an increase in crime.
This proposition was thoroughly attack-
ed by government representatives, penolo-
gists, and psychologists. Home Secretary
Chuter Ede pointed out that, according to
the last figures available, crimes punishable
by flogging had decreased under the law.
In the first nine months of 1948 there had
been 711 such crimes, and in the first nine
months of 1949 the number had dropped
to 438. That there had been a number of
unusually brutal crimes could not be de-
nied, but that there- had been more of
them in 1950 than in 1948 was doubtful.
The psychologists who followed Mr.
Ede to the box emphasized that the British
criminal is a different bird from his Amer-
ican counterpart. He does not usually
carry a gun; his weapons are the knife,
the razor blade, the club, and “the cosh.”
The last is known in this country as brass
knuckles, but it is by no means so fanci-
fully treated or so widely used here as in
Britain. Many British stores carry brass
knuckles and sell them openly; several
have special salesmen who will give in-
structions in sharpening the cosh and mak-
ing it more useful. At least two stores, one
of which sells sporting goods to the Lords,
carry expénsive pigskin gloves with brass
knuckles built in.
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novel Brighton Rock, the British criminal
is a thug with a razor blade who slashes
- at his victim’s face and runs. In the best-
selling novel No Orchids for Miss Blan-
dish by the British author James Hadley
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a bullet wound in the stomach. And many
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HAILEY, Geerge Thomas, wh, elec. VA (Halifax Ceunty)\
gary c e
The Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia are a long way
from the Equator, but as a region they have one thing in
common with the tropics—their girls mature early. At 16,
pretty, dark-haired Marian Lloyd looked all of 20. The
curvaceous, blue-eyed daughter of a prosperous farmer, she
walked three miles daily from her home near Clarkton, Va.,
to the Ellis Creek School, where she fluttered the heart of
every fellow in her class. Trimly clad in starched bright
cotton prints, a gay ribbon in her hair, she reminded her
classmates of a brunette Betty Grable.
Her parents were well aware of her physical attractions
and when, in the late afternoon of Friday, February 38,
1950, Marian failed to return home from school, her mother
naturally was worried. It was growing dark as Mrs. William
Lloyd left her kitchen and went out on the back porch to
meet Virginia Lee, her younger, 13-year-old daughter, and
Clayton and Safford, the 8-year-old twins, who had just
come into the yard from school.
“Where’s Marian?” she demanded of the children.
“I don’t know,” Virginia Lee replied. “But she should
be here soon. She left school ahead of us.”
Filled with vague concern, Mrs. Lloyd went inside to her
baking and finished turning out a batch of fresh bread.
Some 20 minutes later, when Marian still had not appeared,
she returned to the back porch and stood for a moment
gazing down the narrow road from the schoolhouse. There
was no sign of her eldest daughter.
She glanced in the direction of the
barn, then recalled that her husband had
TRUE POLICE CASES,
Nevember, 1950
BY LESTER L. JOHNSON
gone into town and wouldn't be home until supper time.
Virginia Lee had left to see a neighbor girl and the twins
were playing in the woods back of the house. Mrs. Lloyd
undid her apron and reached for a scarf hanging beside
the door.
A little vexed at the growing sense of apprehension which
gripped her, she started for the road, hoping to meet Marian
along the way and walk home with her. But there was some-
thing ominous in the quiet of the woods, bathed in dark
shadows under the rays of the setting sun. Mrs. Lloyd
began to hurry as she followed the rutted, sandy road
around the first bend and the second, still without seeing
Marian.
Half a mile farther on, she was walking fast, breathing
hard when she saw the dark stains in the sandy soil at the
edge of the road. She stopped short. Even in the failing
light, she knew that the debdticbeows substance was blood.
Her heart pounding, she followed a trail of deep scuff
marks into the woods. ;
Fifty feet away, panic seized her when she found the
body. Marian lay on her back at the bottom of a marshy
ravine, her face turned and partly buried in the long grass
and her brown hair matted with dirt and leaves. Her shapely
legs were grotesquely twisted, her dress was awry and blood-
drenched.
With a shriek, Mrs. Lloyd dropped to her daughter's
side, caught up her head and pillowed it
in her lap. “My poor baby!” she wailed in
anguish, tears streaming down her cheeks.
She was still cra
leaves and mud
her, attracted by
Fifteen minut
of Sheriff J. A. °
miles to the sou
Lloyd’s neighbor
Sheriff Tune lef
John T. Hatcl
County Coroner
lance, and state
out the area.
Speeding nort
the officers pass
turned off at th:
followed the nar
Lloyd home tow:
had told them th
Here the brus!
ing against the si:
to less than 50 y:
setting for an an
group of men a1
Tune pulled the
got out, followec
over to the ston:
disappointment
had been heavil
covering the kil
ome until supper time.
ibor girl nad he twins
the house. Mrs. Lloyd
a scarf hanging beside
of apprehension which
hoping to meet Marian
ier, But there was some-
woods, bathed in dark
tting sun. Mrs. Lloyd
he rutted, sandy road
id, still without seeing
walking fast, breathing
n the sandy soil at the
ct. Even in the failing
yn substance was blood.
a trail of deep scuff
> when she found the
1e bottom of a marshy
uried in the long grass
and leaves. Her shapely
28s was awry and blood-
ped to her daughter's
‘r head and pillowed it
or baby!” she wailed in
iming down her cheeks.
She was still cradling Marian’s head, tenderly picking the
leaves and mud from her hair, when the neighbors reached
her, attracted by her chilling scream. It was then 4:30 p.m.
Fifteen minutes later, the telephone rang on the clesk
of Sheriff J. A. Tune in Halifax, the county seat, some 14
miles to the south. The frantic call was from one of Mrs.
Lloyd’s neighbors, reporting the discovery of the girl’s body.
Sheriff Tune left immediately for the scene with Deputies
John T. Hatcher and Luther Matthews in his car.
County Coroner C. B. White was close behind in an ambu-
lance, and state policemen were alerted by radio through
out the area. ;
Speeding northward: up the highway toward Clarkton,
the officers passed the one-story frame schoolhouse and
turned off at the W. C. Hailey general store. Then they
followed the narrow, winding road in the direction of the
Lloyd home toward the wooded spot where their informant
had told them the girl was comand:
Here the brush grew to the very edges of the road, swish-
ing against the sides of their car, and the woods cut visibility
to less than 50 yards. It was, the sheriff observed, a perfect
setting for an ambush. Rounding a bend, they saw a small
group of men and women in the brush to the right and
Tune pulled the car to a stop at the side of the road. He
got out, followed by Hatcher and Matthews, and walked
over to the stony-faced circle of farm people. With some
disappointment he noted that the area around the scene
had been heavily trampled, leaving little chance of dis-
covering the killer's footprints. [Continued on page 65]
+ 14 ayy
LAL LON
+ Deputy Hatcher, left, points along route into the
brush Marian Lloyd’s murderer took with her body,
ending at spot, far right, where Sheriff. Tune stands.
Unless Marian Lloyd’s slayer were
caught, nobody would sleep that night.
Through tense hours, the manhunt
pressed relentlessly until it
exploded in a dramatic climax
Back in his work clothes after his nick-of-time capture,
the alleged slayer is held by Tune and State Trooper
C. T. Coates. Trooper at right is A. L. Simpson.
he had a criminal
1919. He had done
glary, larceny ‘and
kill. This latest es-
fections of a woman
his rival.
him with the mur-
is issued for Miller
erprint record was
cints found in the
murder Miller was
s., by State Trooper
the Lee Barracks,
license number of
‘ken before Inspec-
»f the Massachusetts
{mitted he had lived
nut five months just
id had known. Rose
ed killing her. He
rge of suspicion of
Grand Rapids au-
east on the double.
to insist he had not
1t admitted to the
vile he was driving.
mted by the finger-
ipector Horgan, the
ry and said he had
» when she refused
not until a dis-
ind in the garage.
. ulat Miller finally
y Assistant Prosecu-
»wski and Detectives
ynd arrived in Pitts-
iller was confined in
arrant, the prisoner
-adition and return
used in the slaying
end of Miller’s told
it it from the man
then had loaned it
before Mrs. Prince
same weapon found
1 Lee.
t to trial on October
» months after the
nce. In court it was
\ler, who claimed to
esman, had become
divorcee about five
ath and had squired
apids on several oc-
hip ripened into a
rince finally agreed
hen she learned he
yr on at least one
iten her when they
t she made up her
ie wedding and she
cense to the county
ifter Miller: had at-
when she was alone
alked to him only
. refusing to permit
varned her over the
iys before the mur-
: couldn’t marry her
\nd he had made his
2x 12, 1949, Leon-
guilty of first de-
_ and sentenced to
by Superior Court
Taylor.
Lust Stalks the Road ~
[Continued from page 35]
Tune and his men stood for a moment
looking down at the pitifully contorted
body of Marian Lloyd which told its own
sordid story of the crime—a pretty girl
on a lonely road, seized and slain by a
vicious, lust-driven assailant.
They stepped aside as Dr. White, the
coroner, arrived and knelt beside the
corpse to make a brief examination.
Shortly he arose and turned to the sheriff.
“This girl was killed by a shotgun
wound in her stomach, fired at close ,
range,” he said. “But there's also a deep
cut on her head. Looks to me as if the
slayer stunned her first with the barrel
of his gun, then shot her later.”
“He had some Yd ag in knocking
her out,” suggested Tune.
“That's right,” Dr. White said. “Crim-
inal assault. There’s every evidence of it,
although we'll have to wait for the au-
topsy to make certain. Apparently he
waited until he had carried that out be-
fore killing her.”
Mrs. Lloyd had been led down the road
while the examination was in progress,
but her neighbors heard the coroner’s
reconstruction of the vicious crime—the
cold-blooded attack followed by the de-
liberate murder. Fury burned in the eyes
of the men, and Tune sensed that the
entire community would be aroused to
fever pitch in the search for the sex
murderer,
After the coroner and his assistant had
carried the corpse of Marian Lloyd to the
ambulance, Mrs. Lloyd allowed one of
the neighbors to escort her home and the
group of spectators began to disperse.
A few minutes later, a state police patrol
car rounded the bend from the other
direction.
Troopers C. T. Coates and A. L. Simp-
. son piled out and exchanged greetings
with the county officers. Tune briefed
them on the facts of the case so far.
The quartet now decided to search
the terrain. It was too dark to see clearly,
and they brought flashlights from the
car. Under the powerful beams of these,
they began a careful search, working back
from the road. Almost immediately, Tune -
came across a thin, oval, hard rubber
object lying in the long grass, which he
picked up and examined closely.
“This is a recoil pad from a shotgun
butt,” he told Hatcher and the troopers,
“and, from the looks of it, quite an old
one. It must have fallen’ off when the
killer struck the girl with the butt.”
The officers directed their beams to the
ground again. A few feet farther on they
picked up a glint of red. Hatcher re-
trieved the article and held it up for
them both to study. It was a discharged
shotgun shell that looked a little odd
to the sheriff.
“A popular size,” he observed, “12-
gauge, but there’s no manufacturer’s
stamp on the brass. It must be a home-
loaded job put up by someone right here
in these hills.”
Without question, this was the spent
shell from the charge which had killed
Marian Lloyd. Tune noted that the mark-
‘the officers parte
ing of_the gun’s firing pin was clearly
impressed on the base of the shell.
The sheriff pocketed the two clues and
resumed following the slayer’s route
from the spot where he had accosted the
girl to the bushes where her body had
been left. The ground had been too
heavily trampled to yield any footprints,
but the flash beams picked up the glitter
of metal in the deep grass. Bending down,
the. blades carefully.
and discovered a dime, two pennies and
a_small, round token. These, they con-
cluded, must have fallen from the as-
sailant’s ‘pocket.
Nothing further was found. Confer-
ring with Hatcher and the troopers, he
decided: “Our next move is to canvass
every resident of this area in search of
possible witnesses. The killer was on foot, »
and someone may have seen him. So far,
nobody’s told of hearing a shot. Find out
if anyone did, and at what time. Round
up the school kids who use this road
every day, and ask them if they saw
Marian with anyone along the way—or a
man with a shotgun.”
At the sheriffs suggestion, the officers
broke up. Coates, Simpson and Matthews
started up the road on foot, while Tune
- and Hatcher set out in the opposite direc-
tion. They left the lights of both cars
on to mark the scene, where they would
meet again.
At the first house they visited, Mat-
thews and the state troopers found a
woman who had heard a shot. “It worried
me,” she recalled, “because it was about
the time my kids come home from school,
and I was afraid some hunter was doing
some careless shooting.”
At another house, the investigators
were told by a 10-year-old daughter of
the family that she' had seen a strange
man on the road as she came home from
school. “I knew he didn’t live around
here,” she declared. “When he saw me,
he ran off into the woods.” She had been
frightened by the man’s sudden appear-
ance, so that her description of him was
vague.
But a housewife at their next stop
was more explicit. “Yes, there was a
strange man at my back door a little
after 8 this afternoon,” she said. “He
‘asked for a drink of water. I told him
there was a tin cup by the pump and to
help himself. I didn’t like his looks.”
he woman recalled that the stranger
had been dressed in a blue denim jacket
and trousers, and a soiled blue work-
shirt. But like the man the little girl
had seen, he carried no gun.
Other important information was
gleaned from local residents by Tune
and Hatcher, working in the opposite
direction. The most significant was the
story of one woman who had run to the
scene when she heard Mrs. Lloyd scream,
and returned home to find part of her
wash gone from the line in the yard.
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The shirt was of white broadcloth, she
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to rush an older man holding a revolver.
With a swift blow, Tune knocked the
knife from the young man’s hands as
his deputies sprang forward and snapped
a pair of handcuffs around his wrists.
William Carr sank down on his milk
stool, holding the revolver limply in one
hand and wiping the sweat from his brow
with the other. “He was going to run me
through,” the farmer sighed, “even
though I threatened to shoot.”
Tune was quick to grasp the situation.
“Did this fellow borrow your shotgun
this afternoon?” he asked Carr.
“He did that,” the farmer nodded.
“And what or who he shot with it, I can’t
say, but he was all ready to get out of
here in a hurry and when I questioned
him about it, he pulled a knife on me.
He was going to take my car into town.”
Tune looked at the prisoner, who wore
a neatly pressed blue suit, clean white
shirt and tie—hardly proper attire for
barn chores. “What’s your name?” the
sheriff demanded.
“George Thomas Hailey,” the youth
replied sullenly.
While the prisoner stood glowering,
Tune drew from Carr the full story of
what had preceded their fortunate ar-
rival... .
Hailey, his 24-year-old hired hand, had
shown up for the milking that evenin
dressed in his only suit and explaine
that he had an early date to keep in
town. He asked Carr to let him use the
sedan, as he occasionally was allowed to
do, but the farmhand apparently had
been drinking and Carr refused.
“Suppose I take it anyway?” Hailey
had sneered.
This threat surprised Carr, for the fel-
low never had acted that way before.
Hailey had been seriously trying to live
down a bad record. At 14, he had been
sentenced to 10 years for breaking into
a store. He had escaped from Culpepper
Prison Farm in 1945. long enough to com-
mit two home robberies in Greensboro,
N. C., before he was rearrested. He was
returned to Virginia and sentenced to an
additional 5 years for the robberies. In
1948, the Rev. Ralph Bellwood, a Baptist
minister in Danville, had won a pardon
for him from Governor Tuck on the first
offense, and succeeded in having Judge
George B. Patton give him a suspended
sentence for the second.
Hailey was put. on probation to the
minister, and except for an occasional
drinking spree, he had been onvhis good
behavior. Since he came to work for Carr,
he had kept out of trouble.
Again refusing to let Hailey have the
sedan, Carr had left him alone in the
barn and walked back into the housé to
wash. In the bathroom, he had noticed |
red smears on the washbowl. He saw that
Hailey’s towel, usually on the rack, was
gone. So Carr went down the hall to the
farmhand's room and spotted the red-
stained towel lying in a corner. Beside
it was a pile of blood-smeared work
clothes.
Aware of the young man’s criminal
record, Carr went back to his own room
and got his revolver. Then he hurried
out to the barn again and confronted’
Hailey, keeping the gun in his pocket.
“Looks like you were butchering this
afternoon,” Carr said evenly. “Helping a
neighbor, were you?” .
“That's right,” the hand replied with
a grin. “Needed some extra money for a
hot date.”
“But you borrowed my gun to go hunt-
ing.” .
“I did, but this man asked me to help
when I went by his place.” Hailey’s hand
moved slowly toward the inside of his
jacket.
“So that’s why you changed your
clothes.”.
“I told you,” the farmhand shouted,
“I got a date in town-—and I'm in a
hurry!”
“George, you're lying!” Carr declared.
“You did something wrong again!”
Hailey whipped out the knife and Carr
drew his gun. “I’m gettin’ out of here!”
the farmhand snapped. “Get out of mv
way or I'll run you through!”
“Tl shoot!” the farmer threatened.
“You're scared!” Hailey shouted de-
fiantly, tensing himself to spring.
It was at this critical moment that the
police had arrived... .
“We know what you did, Hailey,” Tune
told the prisoner after Carr had finished.
“You killed young Marian Lloyd!”
“I don’t know what you're talkin’
“about,” Hailey insisted.
“Take him out to the car, men,” Tune
told his deputies. “We'll take a look
around the house and be along in a few
minutes.”
The sheriff and the troopers went to
the farmhand’s room and retrieved the
bloody clothing and the bloodstained
towel. After a thorough search of the
house, they found Carr's shotgun hidden
WHAT IS YOUR VERDICT?
[Continued from page 58]
After several hours of deliberation, the
jury found Kraemer guilty as charged. His
lawyers appealed the case to the Appellate
Court, which declared that Kraemer was
apparently insane at the time of the mur-
der, but that the insanity was only tem-
porary. Kraemer had brought about the
condition himself,
If they had declared him not guilty by
reason of temporary insanity, he would
have gone to an asylum, and after a short
time been released as cured—a free man,
68
guilty, yet unpunished. If,
however, they noted, the
insanity had been preva-
lent over a long period,
Kraemer would have been committed.
to the asylum as not guiltv, because
then he would have remained incar-
cerated for a long time. So the guilty
verdict against Kraemer was upheld and
he eventually paid for the murder. (State
uv, Kraemer, 49 La. Ann. 766, 744, 22 So,
254, 39 L.R.A. 263 [1897].)
under a pile of potatoes in the basement
and took this with them. The recoil pad
found at the scene fitted neatly against
the butt of the gun, with the two screw-
holes evenly aligned. If subsequent bal-
listics tests showed the empty shell to have
been fired from this gun, the evidence
against Hailey would be overwhelming.
Hailey rode to Halifax in silence,
seated in the back seat between Mat- ~
thews and Hatcher, while Tune, from
behind the wheel, recited the evidence
against him.
By the time he reached: the’ sheriff's
office, it was obvious even to this surly
ex-convict that he no longer could den
the crime. Now he admitted that he had
shot and killed Marian Lloyd, but in-
sisted it was an accident. Fearing that
he would run out of shells with the gun
he had borrowed from his employer, he
said, he had also “borrowed” the four
shells from the back porch of the Lloyd
house as he walked through the yard in
search of crows.
Returning to the road, he continued,
he had taken a shot at a low-flying bird
which had struck the girl as she walked
along, unseen by him. He said he had no
idea anyone was near.
“The shot that killed Marian,” Tune
broke in, “was fired at close range, per-
haps ten feet. That couldn't be an acci-
dent!”
But Hailey steadfastly stuck to this
story. When he saw the girl was hit, he
went on, he became panicky and dragged
her. off the road into the bushes. He had
left her lying there, not knowing whether
she was dead or alive.
But when shown the recoil pad and
asked to explain the wound on the girl’s
head and the fact that she had been
criminally assaulted, he broke down.
“I killed her,” he said in a low voice.
“I just had to have her. She looked so
pretty, I couldn’t help myself.”
While a stenographer took down his
confession, he told how he had met
Marian on her way home from school and
asked her to “take a walk” in the woods
with him. When she refused, he struck her
over the head with the single-barrel gun.
She came to a short time later, realizing
what he had done to her. She screamed;
he was frightened and shot her. Then he
carried her off the road and into the
clump of bushes at the bottom of the
ravine,
After he had signed his typed confes-
sion, Hailey was put into a cell next to
Carl Thompson, the man accused of
stealing the embroidered shirt and
patched pants, who no longer was a mur-
der suspect.
When Tune and his deputies returned
to the office they heard the hoarse cries ~
of a mob which had gathered outside.
Several carloads of men were approach-
ing the jail. Acting ,swiftly, the sheriff
and his men spirited Hailey out a rear
door and drove him to Danville, where
he was lodged in the Pittsylvania County
Jail. The officers had no sooner left him
when he slashed his right arm with a
piece of broken razor blade.
Rushed to a Danville hospital, Hailey
had to be held down on the operating
table while a surgeon stitched his wound.
Loudly cursing his cap
“I wish I had a shotgun
One week later
monwealth’s Att
Kinney announce
Hailey on the murder «
scheduled for the follow
‘
1 Married é
[Continued from
acquaintance unwitting
the scene. Well, I fou
I was going downto\
early the last morning
extortion case, and th
crowded. We sat near |
car, chatting idly, wh
friend leaned forward,
in the direction of he:
face, a complete dead)
He was sitting misera
of a side seat, his cap
eyes, his lunch box on
flicker of recognition
countenance but a po
among my endowments
I became hysterical. |
in the aisle. My friend
gether we rocked with
The harder we laugh:
pan Lou’s face became.
sible. His eyes became
beads of perspiration
chin. He stared fixed]
then, abruptly, jumped
the exit.
He looked a little
came home that evenir
little helper you turne:
his wry comment.
“Nobody knew
at,” I protested,
“Nobody but n
guy I was after dian't
have made an arrest if
in my lap." His hurt lo
all I had a right to ex}
cumstances.
Although some pec
tectives to be only a lit
angels, while others
scarcely higher than
everybody is as curion
about them. And a gre
sane adults, take on the
The streak is probab]
us for during the time
FBI I was guilty twice
at the job.
I was stirring up a be
rainy morning when
A whimpering old ma:
inquiring if this was
lived. I admitted the
tantly, for at that mor
the mood to be prouc
before we had upset tl
people by breaking a d
at the last moment be
ceived orders to “tail
heroic task consisted o
lobby most of the nigh
slept soundly in his
whole business struck
to catch a crook, and
2s in the basement
m. The recoil pad
ted neatly against
‘ith the two screw-
If subsequent bal-
»mpty shell to have
gun, the evidence
be overwhelming.
alifax in silence,
eat between Mat-
while Tune, from
cited the evidence
ached the sheriff's
even to this surly
longer could deny
mitted that he had
an Lloyd, but in-
dent. Fearing that
shells with the gun
n his employer, he
orrowed” the four
porch of the Lloyd
irough the yard in
oad, he continued,
it a low-flying bird
girl as she walked
He said he had no
ed Marian,” Tune
close range, per-
Idn’t be an acci-
ifastly stuck to this
che girl was hit, he
anicky and dragged
the bushes. He had
ot knowing whether
the recoil pad and
wound on the girl’s
that she had been
he broke down.
said in a low voice.
her. She looked so
lp myself.”
her took down his
how he had met
yme from school and
walk” in the woods
efused, he struck her
1e single-barrel gun.
time later, realizing
, her. She screamed;
d shot her. Then he
road and into the
the bottom of the
ed his typed confes-
c into a cell next to
ie man accused of
oidered shirt and
10 longer was a mur-
iis deputies returned
card the hoarse cries
id gathered outside.
men were approach-
: swiftly, the sheriff
‘d Hailey out a rear
a to Danville, where
: Pittsylvania County
10 sooner left him
right arm with a
blade.
ville hospital, Hailey
wn on the operating
in stitched his wound.
Loudly cursing his captors, he snarled:
“I wish I had a shotgun right now!”
One week later, on February 9, Com-
monwealth’s Attorney Frank L. Mc-
Kinney announced, that a hearing for
Hailey on the murder charge, originally
scheduled for the following day, had been
postponed indefinitely to permit a psy-
chiatric examination of the 24-year-old
ex-convict.
On March 20, 1950, a grand jury in-
dicted young Hailey on charges of rapé
and murder. His trial was scheduled to
be held during the summer term of court.”
| Married a G-man
[Continued from page 11)
acquaintance unwittingly chanced upon
the scene. Well, I found out.
1 was going downtown with a friend
early the last morning Lou was on this
extortion case, and the street car was
crowded. We sat near the middle of the
car, chatting idly, when suddenly my
friend leaned forward, staring. I looked
in the direction of her gaze- and Lou’s
face, a complete deadpan, stared back.
He was sitting miserably on the edge
of a side seat, his cap pulled over his
eyes, his lunch box on his knees. Not a
flicker of recognition crossed his sad
countenance but a poker face was not
among my endowments. I began to laugh.
{ became hysterical. I practically rolled
in the aisle. My friend caught on and to-
gether we rocked with laughter.
The harder we laughed the more dead-
yan Lou’s face became, if that were pos-
sible. His eyes became glazed and little
beads of perspiration glistened on his
chin. He stared fixedly straight ahead,
then, abruptly, jumped up and made for
the exit.
He looked a little foolish when he
came home that evening. “A wonderful
little helper you turned out to be,” was
his wry comment.
“Nobody knew what we were laughing
at,” I protested.
“Nobody but me,” he said. “Lucky the
guy I was after didn’t turn up. I couldn't
have made an arrest if he had sat down
in my bas: His hurt look was, I suppose,
all I had a right to expect under the cir-
cumstances.
Although some people consider de-
tectives to be only a little lower than the
angels, while others consider them
scarcely higher than the apes, almost
everybody is as curious as a small boy
about them. And a great many otherwise
sane adults, take on the job as volunteers.
The streak is probably latent in all of
us for during the time Lou was with the
FBI I was guilty twice of trying my hand
at the job.
I was stirring up a batch of cookies one
rainy morning when the doorbell rang.
A whimpering old man stood before me,
inquiring if this was where a G-man
lived. I admitted the fact almost reluc-
tantly, for at that moment I was not in
the mood to be proud of it. The night
before we had upset the plans of several
pon by breaking a dinner engagement
at the last moment because Lou had re-
ceived orders to “tail” a suspect. This
heroic task consisted of sitting in a hotel
lobby most of the night while the suspect
slept soundly in his room above. The
whole business struck me as a silly, way
to catch a crook, and I was in the mood
to question not only the brilliance but
the alleged sanity of the FBI.
" | should have directed the man immedi-
ately to the FBI office, but his stricken
face prompted me to half-heartedly in-
vite him in out of the rain. The modest
thought occurred to me that if he were
in need of guidance in personal matters,
I might just as well furnish it and save
some overworked agent for sterner
duties. I led him to the kitchen and, not
waiting for sober judgment to catch up
with me, suggested he tell me all while
I finished rolling out my cookies.
He unfolded a sordid story of black-
mail, based upon an ancient illicit ‘re-
lationship which, sounded suspiciously
like a frameup—the way he told it. But
at last he had come to the end of his
rope. “I’m stony broke,” he said. “I’m
alone in the world and I'm sick. I may
go to the Pen but I'll not pay any more
hush money. I might as well be dead.”
I agreed. But I felt little sympathy for
the bleary-eyed old man and told him
the FBI could not bother protecting him
from his wrongdoing. I was prompted
in this not only by the urge to shield Lou
from possible annoyance but also by the
feeling that Justice was doing pretty well,
without the aid of anybody, in exacting
her own form of poetic punishment.
The old man must have thought he
was listening to the Voice of Wisdom. Or
maybe I presented a picture of Out-
raged Womanhood, brandishing my
cookie cutter at him. At any rate, he
helped himself to only one more handful
of my cookies, and left.
But that evening, when 1 boasted of
my neat disposal of the incident to Lou,
he was dubious of my own alleged san-
ity. “But it’s just the case of a lecherous
old man getting his desserts!” I protested.
“Why bother with it?”
Lou made a few acrid comments on
my grasp of the law and set to work in-
vestigating the case the next day. The
old man was only too happy to repeat
to him the story, embellished with a few
lurid details he had, in modesty, deleted
from his account to me, and the hunt
for the blackmailers was on. Suspecting
the old man’s patience and funds were
nearing exhaustion, they had left town
but the long arm of the Bureau located
them within a few days. Their eventual
conviction resulted in the exposure of
as ruthless a ring of White Slave rack-
etecrs and blackmailers as ever existed.
How many other victims would have
fallen into their clutches if my judgment
of the case had been followed is my re-
curring nightmare.
My humiliation was rofound. A more
sensitive soul would have been cured
forever. Yet the next time a similar sit-
uation presented itself, I was pricked
by the urge to redeem myself. That is
the only way I can explain my headlong
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side pocket. Something jingled, and his
fingers searched between the empty shell
and the recoil pad. He brought out the
dime and two pennies and the thin metal
token, which he examined carefully in
the dash light. On one side, the token
was imprinted with the words, “Good for
5c in Trade,” and on the other was
stamped the name of a Clarkton store.
Suddenly the significance of the lettering
occurred to him.
Clarkton was only a few miles away,
and in this area everyone knew every-
body else. The slayer undoubtedly had
— up the token in Clarkton. hence
e must be a local man. Yet the suspect
they were now hunting in the woods was
a stranger! Obviously they were seeking
the wrong man.
The sound of a distant shot brought
Tune closer to the radio, waiting for
the call which would follow. In a few
minutes it came.
“Hatcher calling, Sheriff,” the voice
said over the speaker. “We've made a
capture. He's the man we want. Em-
broidered initials on his shirt and a patch
on his pants.”
“What's his name?” Tune asked into
the mike.
“Carl Thompson. Says he’s a hired
hand who was fired this morning by a
farmer the other side of Saxe.” The dep-
uty referred to a small village 15 miles
east of Clarkton. “He was making his
‘way through here to Highway 501 on his
way home to Lynch. He had no gun and
he surrendered after a warning shot.”
“How does he explain taking the
clothes?”
“Claims his others were old and ragged.
Said he wanted better duds to wear home.
Shall we bring him down to you?”
“Don't bother,” Tune replied. “Have
the state police run him over to the Hali-
fax jail and book him on petty larceny.”
“Not murder?”
“No,” the sheriff said. “I think you've
got the wrong man. You and Matthews
get back here right away.”
Ten minutes later, a state police car
dropped the deputies off back at the scene
with Coates and Simpson. Their faces
mirrored their disappointment. |
“This fellow Thompson admitted
being in this area when the girl was
killed,” Hatcher pointed out. “All we
have to do is find the bloody clothes he
buried and we have him.”
“We're going to keep him in custody,”
Tune countered, “but look at this.” He
showed the other officers the small token.
“Does it seem likely a man from Saxe
would be carrying a Clarkton store’s trade
slug around with him?”
Although Hatcher insisted it was pos-
sible, the others agreed this bit of evi-
dence indicated the slayer was probably
a local man. At least, this was the basis”
on which they now would proceed.
“Mrs. Lloyd should be sufficiently re-
covered now to be questioned,” Tune
said. “I want to stop at her house next.”
The sheriff and his deputies drove the
half mile down to the Lloyd home, fol-
lowed by the troopers in their car. Mount-
ing the porch steps softly, Tune knocked
on the door and William Lloyd re-
sponded. “Come in, Sheriff,” he said.
The slain girl’s father had just re-
turned from the hunt through the woods,
and burrs and twigs still clung ‘to his
clothing. It was he who had fired the
shot over the suspect’s head to halt him,
and when the officers arrived, he had
been cleaning his gun.
Mrs. Lloyd was seated beside the table,
and although still pale and trembling:
with shock and grief, she was able to
answer Tune’s questions. She could think
of no one who would want to harm Mar-
ian. Though pretty and mature beyond
her 16 years, the girl had not yet started
to date any of the boys in the neighbor-
hood. She usually left the schoolhouse
ahead of the others to help her mother
with the chores, and she never had men-
tioned to Mrs: Lloyd that anyone ever
had bothered her on the lonely walk
home. .
Tune withdrew the recoil pad from
his pocket and handed it to Lloyd. “An
idea who might have lost this?” he asked.
The farmer turned it in his fingers for a
moment.
“Think I do,” he said, pursing his lips.
“Bill Carr is about the only one around
here who uses a recoil pad. That must've
come off his gun. I remember now tellin’
him one day that the screws on his pad
were loose. He just laughed and tight-
ened ’em up with his thumbnail.”
It was hard for the sheriff to accept
William Carr as a suspect, for he was a
prosperous farmer, well-liked and _re-
pg in the community, who lived
about three miles away from the Lloyds.
Tune fished out the empty shell and
showed it to Lloyd. “How about this?” he
asked. “Know anybody around here who
loads their own this size?”
Lioya blinked and looked at the
sheriff strangely. Then he put his hand
into his pocket, withdrew three loaded
shells and stood them on the table near
the empty one. Tune saw to his amaze-
ment that they were identical!
“What you have there is my shell,” the
farmer said slowly. “There's not another
like it in these parts. I’ve been loading
‘em myself for years.”
“But how—" the sheriff began and
broke off. Mrs. Lloyd had risen and was
standing beside the table, staring at the
cartridges with a wild look in her eyes.
“I left four of your shells on the back
ay this afternoon,” she told her hus-
and in a low voice. “I found them in
an old coat of yours. When I went back
to get them, they were gone. Someone
stole them—and one of those shells killed
our daughter!”
She slumped in a faint and her hus-
band caught her as she fell. Tune turned
‘to the other officers. “Whoever did this
used Bill Carr's gun!” he snapped. “Let's
get over to his place at once!”
Ten minutes later, the two police cars
careened into the driveway of William
Carr’s farm and slid to a stop beside the
white frame house. Tune and Hatcher
hurried to the door, where an aproned
woman told them Carr was down in the
barn with his hired man, milking the
cows. Joined by Matthews and_ the
troopers, the officers headed for the barn.
Tune flung open the side door just in
time to block a gangling young man,
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67
lL, FBI files, criminals’ traits receive special con-
sideration. Listed, among other things, are their
reactions to certain stimuli. On such’ seemingly
trivial addenda to a culprit’s norm will his ap-
prehension often hinge. So it was with John
Donald Walker,
Previous experience with Walker, woman-
bilker without a peer, went back to 1936, when
FBI agents caught up with him for swindling
an elderly Chicago matron out of $200,000.
Walker, then 34 and known in the government’s
Blue Book as “Champagne Don,” did a one-to-
five stretch. Before the case was over they knew
all about the man who, they reasonably supposed,
could not be expected to change his stripes as a
result of one temporary setback. Their surmise
was correct, though they had no occasion to refer
to his record again for another 12 years.
Late in November, 1946, a grass widow named Mrs. Virginia Carlson met a suave
Kentuckian on a streamliner roaring through the Texas sunlight. Over drinks in the
club car he told her of his breeding farm in Lexington, hacienda in Mexico, ranch in
Canada, son at Harvard, and the wealthy mother and aunt whose affairs he managed.
Led on by his glib manner, she became confidential and revealed the source of her
livelihood—a $55,000 warehouse yielding $400 a month. At once Walker became au
ardent suitor, and on January 25, 1947, he and the 60-year-old widow became man
and wife in New Orleans. They honeymooned on money borrowed from a relative
of hers because his “huge fortune” was tied up.
A week later he told her why. His divorced first wife had brought suit for $100,000
to establish an education fund for their son and had “plastered” his liquid assets.
It would take a nominal settlement to get these free—approximately $27,500. This,
oddly enough, was the maximum amount Mrs. Carlson-Walker could raise by mort-
gaging her warehouse. Yielding to his blandishments, she did this. It wasn’t long
before another financial crisis arose—this time a government lien for income taxes—
and she was talked into selling the warehouse for an additional ‘$27,500.
In between these two “emergencies,” and afterward, Walker took her on a pro- \
tracted spending spree (her money, of course) and she wound up dizzy from the mad
pace. At this point, in July, 1948, a second Mrs, Walker, clipped for some $33,000,
complained to aU. S. commissioner in Kentucky. The G-men peeked at their files
and concluded the miscreant was their old 1936 Chicago acquaintance.
Ultimately they were to learn about four Mrs. Walkers, the Kentucky woman being
No. 2 and Mrs. Carlson-Walker No. 3. No 1, cleaned out to the tune of $17,000, was
in Alaska. As for No. 4, she was a young and pretty woman who had nothing Walker
could get except her charms, and he had been doing all right by her.
FBI agents began looking for Walker, who seemed to have succeeded in holing
himself up. But their information about the man told them he would be wherever
the sporting crowd, racing followers in particular, gathered. They began combing
tracks currently holding meetings. Early in August a faint trail was picked up by
Special Agents Raymond D. Jones and Daniel F. McMillan, working out of the
Baltimore, Md., field office. At Hagerstown, they discovered that a flashy gent answer-
ing Walker's description had been ‘there in a Cadillac sedan. Accompanied by an
older woman, he had been a steady patron of high-stake dice games.
The man, according to the FBI informants, might even have raced a horse or two.
The agents checked with the racing secretary’s office and learned that two nags had
run in the Blue Bonnet Stable’s colors, owned by a Mrs. V. C. Walker of Lexington,
Ky. One of the horses, named Cut Sugar, had been claimed out of a cheap race, so
the Walker “stable” left Hagerstown with one nag, Coral Waters, ostensibly bound
for Bel Air at Cumberland, a half-mile track.
Here the G-men made a significant discovery—significant,. that is, from the stand-
_ point of their files. Coral Waters had run third in a race for platers a few days before
and the $100 show end of the purse still was uncollected.
“Here's where we plant ourselves,” Jones told McMillan. “Our files tell us he’d never
pass up an idle buck. That's the heel’s weak spot. He'll come and get it.”
On August 29, John Donald Walker, who had mulcted four women of more than
$300,000 in 12 years, showed up to get a measly $100 purse. The patient G-men closed in.
Mrs. Carlson-Walker seemed surprised to learn she had been taken, especially when
the three other wives appeared as witnesses. Walker was tried twice, and the second
time was found guilty on April 5, 1950, on two counts of an indictment charging him
with transporting money obtained fraudulently over a state line. He was sentenced
on May 31 to 15 years in a federal prison, and fined $10,000. —Bert Hudson
66
was a pair of work pants, but they had
a patch in the seat and she was little con-
cerned over this loss.
Tune turned to Hatcher. “The clothes
were stolen within the last half hour,”
he observed. “That means the slayer may
still be right here in the woods.”
The deputy nodded. “He'd have a good
reason to take the things. His own were
bloodstained and he needed a quick
change. We'd better have this area sur-
rounded.”
The officers started back toward: the
road, where a car stopped to wait for
them. The man at the wheel was the
foreman of a logging crew working in
the vicinity. “Just heard the news,” he
said. “If it's any use to you, I saw that
poor girl walking down the road alone
about 3:30. Any way I can help?”
“Yes,” Tune replied. “Can you round
up your men?”
The foreman nodded. “They're back
in camp washing up. I can line ‘em up
in a jiffy.”
“Do it right away,” the sheriff directed,
“and meet us back at our car.”
Tune and Hatcher continued down
the road to the scene, where the state
troopers and Matthews were waiting for
them. Quickly they exchanged the infor-
mation they had developed. ~
“The man can’t have gone far,” Coates
declared, “and if we move fast, we may
grab’ him. I'll send out an alarm on the.
car radio and we can have a cordon
around the woods within 15 minutes.”
As the trooper returned to his car, the
sheriff looked up to see a score of husky
loggers striding down the road, led by
their foreman. Behind them were a dozen
farmers from the vicinity, attracted by
the loud voices of the woodsmen. Their
faces were grim and each carried a gun,
bent on swift justice. Not a soul in that
region would sleep this night, unless
Marian Lloyd’s murderer were caught.
The posse gathered around Tune in
the lights from his car, and he motioned
the men to be quiet. “We have reason to
believe the murderer is still in these
woods,” he told them. “In a matter of
minutes, the state police will start cruis-
ing around the edges. We'll start right
here in the middle and spread out. Beat
the brush thoroughly and be careful. Re-
member, this man is armed and will shoot
if cornered.”
An angry muttering broke out as the
men fingered their guns, eager to start
the manhunt. Tune noticed that Wil-
liam Lloyd, the slain girl’s father, was in
the group and drew him aside. “We'll
do everything we can to catch this fel-
low,” he promised earnestly.
Tune quickly gave the men a descrip-
tion of the suspected killer, including
the stolen clothing. Then with a wave
of his hand, he walked over to the state
police car and switched on the radio as
- the impatient searchers, led by the
deputies and the troopers, started off
through the woods.
The sheriff sat there for the next ten
minutes, listening to reports coming in
from the state police as they drew their
‘ring around the woods. Coates had in-
structed them on which roads to cruise.
and Tune checked off the locations with
a pencil on his map of the area as the
troopers moved into position,
As he waited, he put
side pocket. Somethin
fingers searched
and the recoil | (
dime and two p: ¢
token, which he exam
the dash light. On on
was imprinted with the
5c in Trade,” and o
stamped the name of
Suddenly the significan
occurred to him.
Clarkton was only «
and in this area ever:
body else. The slayer
ae up the token i
e must be a local ma
they were now hunting
a stranger! Obviously
the wrong man.
The sound of a dis:
Tune closer to the r
the call which would
minutes it came.
“Hatcher calling, S
said over the speaker
capture. He’s the ma
broidered initials on hi
on his pants.”
“What’s his name?”
the mike.
“Carl Thompson. $
hand who was fired ti
farmer the other side
uty referred to a smal
east of Clarkton. “He
‘way through here to H
way home to Lynch. H:
he surrendered after a
“How does he ex;
clothes?”
“Claims his others we:
Said he wanted better d
Shall we bring him dow
“Don't bother,” Tun
the state police run hin
fax jail and boc (
“Not murder!
“No,” the she.... 0.
got the wrong man. Y
get back here right aw:
Ten minutes later,
dropped the deputies o!
with Coates and Sim}
mirrored their disapp«
“This fellow Tho
being in this area w!
killed,” Hatcher poin:
have to do is find the
buried and we have hi
“We're going to keey
Tune countered, “but
showed the other office:
“Does it seem likely a
would be carrying a Cla
slug around with him:
Although Hatcher ir
sible, the others agree
dence indicated the sla
a local man. At least,
on which they now wo
“Mrs. Lloyd should
covered now to be qi
said, “I want to stop at
The sheriff and his ¢
half mile down to the
lowed by the troopers ir
ing the porch steps soft
on the door and W
sponded. “Come in, Sh:
HANDLEY, Daniel, white, hanged at Williamsburg, Vae, Nov. 27, 1737.
See SC on “andley for confirmation of hanging and other details from VIRGINIA GAZETTE
fhe following is the hee and cry issued for Handley's confederates from Virginia GAZETTE,
Oct. lh, 1737:
milliam Gooch, Esqe3 His Majesty's Lieutenant Governor and Commander in Chief of the Colony
and Dominion of Virginia, to all Sheriffs, Constables and Others, His Majesty s Liege People
to whom tese presents shall come, greetings: Whereas Compalaint hath been made to me, on
behalf of John Lidderdale, of the County of Prince George, Merchant, that some time in the
month of August last past, inthe night time, divers persons came to the dwelling house of
the said Lidderdale, in the said county, and obtaining admittance into the same, on pretense
of delivering a letter, they forcibly felled and tied the people in the said house and
feloniously took and carried away from thence, goods and chattels to a considerable value
and about the sum of eighty pounds in cash, being the property of the said Lidderdales
and that John Burke, James Newgine, Paul Callahan, and Thomas Robertson, all +yishmen, are
suspected to have committed the said felony, and sre since abscond@d, The said Burke is of
bhe age of thirty years or thereabouts, a lusty, well proportioned mans; hath a smooth face,
long visage, and a very long nose, speaketh generally rish, but can on occasion talk in
the Scotch dialects; wears generall grey duroy cloaths, and hath an old fashioned watch,
with a tortoiseshell cafe, studded with silver, made by Bounds in Pall Mall, London, be-
longing to the said Lidderdale, The said Newgine is of the age of forty years, or there-
abouts; a thick, well-set man, about five feet nine inches high, speaketh very much upon
the brogues is pock-fretten and hath a scar an his face, and generally weareth brown duroy
cloathes, The said Callaham is a small, smooth-faced man, between the age of thirty and
forty years; speaketh very much on the brogue; general travelleth with two spades and
professeth ditching; he is well known in Goochland Hountys and weareth a grey kerly coat
and wastecoat. The said Robertson is a small, then man, a thin face, a long nose; and spea-
keth pretty much upon the brogues between thirty and forty years of age, can likewise talk
Scotch, and professeth the making of leather breeches; He went offf in company with one Anne
Sentell, who passeth for his wife, a middle sized woman aged about twenty four yearse
These are therefore, in His Majesty's Name, to require and command you, and&#&¥% every one
of you, that you make diligent search and pursuit, by Way of Hue and Cry, within your
several and respective bailiwicks and precincts, after the said felons; and them, or
either of them, having found, to apprehend and convey to some magistrate, to be dealt with
according to laws And I do hereby desire all magistrates and officials within the neigh-
boring colonies to whom these presents shall come, to be aiding and 4K&XEAH¥ assisting in
the ppaprehension of the said felons, And as an encouragement to such person or persons
as shall apprehend them, I do hereby promise, in behalf of the public that the sum of ten
pounds currency money shall be paid to him or them so apprehending and securing the said
felons for every one of them so apprehended and secure, who, upon trial, shall be convicted
of the said felony. Given under my hand and seal of the colony at Williamsburg, the four-
teenth day of October, 1737, in the eleventh year of the reign of our Sovereign Lord King
George the Second /s/ William Gooch,"
"ThomasRobertson, one of the persons said to be concerned in the robbery of Mr, Lidderdale
is taken and was committed to the public jail on Wednesday last," GAZETTE, 10/28/17 376
",,,this afternoon, Paul Callaham..,was brought to prison." GAZETTE, 11/18,1737.
John Hanceock - Virgin _ 1898
Repect of his tried m Rithmod Dispatch
9/22/93 3°2 gives hiy age as /8. Se
lays to rest open question of whether he
was juvenile. His crime wes Committed 3
weeks Carlier when he snelecently Assaulted
Two white grris aged 7 and //.
JOHN HANCOCK LYNCHBURG ViRG INIA | 12-30-1898
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BAPE |
Strong indications that he Was juvenile.
Details few at this time. Committed turee Criminal assautts’
APPEALS
SOURCE
Ihe Richmond Dispatch _12-3/-/898 Yb
TRANE NEWTON GFFIGE GUPPLY-ODTHAN 7
NO APPEAL.
HANKINS, Edward, white, 53, hanged Pittsylvania, VA, November 11, 1897,
"Danville, Auge 27 = (Special) = Danville was startled at 11 o'clock this morning, when
the report reached here that Dr, John Roy Cabell, a prominent citizen of this place,
had been foully murdered at his old country home near Callands, in this county, 25 miles
from Danville, There were various rumors, but facts and particulars were very meagre
at first, and it was only that he had been shot and killed by Edward Hankins, a tenant on
the Doctor's place, Immediately relatives and friends left for Callands, and they
will bring the body here for interment tomorrow, This afternoon a coroner's inquest
was held, and the facts developed before the jury are as follows:
"Dr, Cabell, being dissatisfied with “ankins as a tenant, had notified him to move,
and Hankins had said he would not do so, Last Wednesday Dr. Cabell left here to look
after his 3 plantations near Callands, Last evening at 8 o'clock he rode up to the old home
place, occupied by “ankins, and while sitting on his horse, asked Hankins what arrangements
he had made to move away, Without replying Hankins, it is stated, seized an axe and
dealt. the Doctor a terrible blow on the forehead, knocking him from the horse and
crushing the skull, A second blow with the axe crushed the back of the skull, and
Hankins then stamped upon the prostrate body, Next he dragged the body to the house,
left it in a back room, and laid an empty shotgun across it, Hankins then went to a
neighbor's, where his wife was, and said he left two men and Dr, Cabell in a fight,
and suspected the men had killed Cabell, He, with the neighbor and his wife, returned to
the house, but Hankins would not go near the body, During the night he took to the
woods, but was arrested this morning and conveyed to Chatham jail, There he told
another story about two men being with Dr. Cabell,
"Hankins is a brawny six-footer and a powerful man, Dr, Cabell was 7l-yearseold and
feeble, “ankins has a bad repard. In 1872 he killed James A, Jackson in a fight at
Callands, made his escape to West Virginia, where he was caught 2 years later, and
being convicted of murder in the second degree, served a lO-year term in the Virginia
Penitentiary, Dr. John Roy Cabell was a native of this county a brother of ex-Con-=
gressman George C, Cabell, For many years he was a successful practicing physician
in Callands neighborhood, and accumulated a fortune, Ten years ago he moved to Dan-=
ville. There is no danger of a lynching." RICHMOND DISPATCH, Richmond, Va., August
28, 1897 (1:76)
".eeHankins was a member of Company G, 38th Virginia Infantry, C. S. As, which was
organized and captained by his victim Dr. Cabell, Colonel George C, Cabell, brother
of the deceased, defended Hankins when he was on trial here S4##skAXYXHAARS for cutting
aman some 7 or 8 years ago." DISPATCH, Richmond, VA, 8-29-1897 (8/6,)
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Calvin switched off the light and
tcok a chair near the door. Jordan
made his way to the mezzanine
ficor from where he commanded a
clear view of the front entrance.
At 2 a. m., a slight youth in his
early twenties stepped into the lob-
by and walked briskly to the clerk’s
desk. He was wearing a wide-brim-
med hat, tan jacket and blue trous-
ers, Jordan’s shrewd eyes detected
a. suspicious bulge in one hip pock-
et.
“I still haven’t located my key,”
the blond smiled. “May I have the
alternate again tonight?”
The clérk complied. As the youth
stepped toward the elevator, Jor-
dan took to the stairs. He arrived
just in time to see his quarry fum-
bling with the lock on 312. The
deputy went into action. Bringing
his revolver into, play, he demand-
ed: “Keep your hands on that key;
Hammer!”
The surprised suspect wheeled
and faced the officer. An unmis-
takeable look of fear crossed his
pinched-face. He stepped back,
tcth hands reaching ceilingward.
“For God’s sake, Mr. Jordan,
don’t kill me!” he pleaded. “I won’t
run.”
Calvin stepped into the hallway
and relieved the youth of a rusty
38 calibre pistol and a handfull of
bills. “Our friend here seems to
know you,” he commented to Jor-
dan.
The deputy nodded, grimly, “He’s
one of the Pugh boys. 1 didn’t rec-
cenize him from that cheap photo.
REVEALING
ENE TIVE}
CASES
“Certainly looks like the one I
saw .at Daugherty’s station,” he
said. “But as I said before, I didn’t
notice that car enough to make a
positive identification.”
Sheriff Waldron leaned back in
his swivel chair and surveyed the
young man closely.
“You spent Saturday night here,
didn’t you, Gorman?” he asked.
“Where did you stay?”
The blond youth shifted uneasily
in his chair. “I slept in the car.
1 didn’t have enough for a hotel
room after I’d bought the car. A
friend of mine owed me a few
dollars, and as soon as I saw him
Saturday night I bought some gas
and left town.”
“Why don’t you tell us the truth?
You didn’t buy that car. You stole
it and held up the Wiley-Hall serv-
ice station early Saturday morn-
ing.”
Gorman paled. “I didn’t! I wasn't
anywhere near that place!”
Waldron turned to one of the
ws
1 had to kill a brother of his three
years ago when he resisted arrest
as an escaped convict.” Then, turn-
ing to young Pugh, he asked:
“Which of the boys are you?”
“Melbourne ... I’m the young-
est.”
Although his home was in West
Nashville he had taken up resi-
dence at the hotel after deciding
on a life of crime.
Taken to County Jail, Melbourne
Pugh readily admitted his identity
as the Baby Bandit. “No need for
me to deny it,” he said dejectedly.
“All those people I’ve robbed will
finger me anyway.”
When Dorothy Slater was in-
formed of Pugh’s arrest, she broke
down and sobbed: “I knew it could-
n't last. If only I hadn’t tried to
hide that key and picture: ..”
Pugh gave his age as 20, but |
looked much younger. He said he
had worn the wide-brimmed hat
thinking it would give him a more
matured Jook. Actually, it accentu-
ated his smallness.
After robbing the Florence Drug
Ccmpany the previous night, he
had gone to the Nolensville Road
night club, he said, arriving there
only a short time after Miss Slater
had been taken into custody. He
had peeped through a side window
and noting the late hour, decided
she had gotten tired of waiting and
had gone. He had then returned
to the hotel, walking into the clev-
erly laid trap set for him.
Miss Slater had come into pos-
session of the hotel key through
REVEALING FACTS FROM POLICE FILES :
a visit there, he explained. She
was to meet him to return the key
tut appearance of the officers had
interrupted this plan.
As Pugh had predicted, each of
his victims came forward the next
day and positively identified him
as the boasting Baby Bandit. He
was ordered held under $10,000
bond pending Grand Jury action.
Miss Slater, since she was not
actually involved in any of the
crimes, was _ released without
charges. In her statement, she said
they had decided on the Nolensville
Road rendezvous since it was out-
of-the-way and they would not at-
tract attention. This might have
been the case if Pugh hadn't rob-
bed the Nashville businessman and
his woman companion.
Carl Henricks and George Den-
nim were later cleared of all sus-
Picion in the case’ They had not
realized that by allowing the
bondsman to free them for a small
fee that they had automatically
turned the finger of guilt directly
on them.
On January 22, 1940, Pugh stood
before Judge Charles Gilbert in
Division I, Criminal Court, and
- entered a plea of guilty to multiple
charges of a highway robbery and
carrying a.pistol. He was sentenced
to serve 20 years in the state peni-
tentiary. - ;
NOTE: The names Dorothy Slater,
Carl Henricks, George Dennim and.
Tommy Harris are fictitious to
spare innocent persons embarrass-
ment,
PARTNERS IN CRIME
(Continued from page 21)
troopers. “You séarched him, did-
n’t you? How much money is he
carrying?”
“Only a couple of dollars and .
some change,” the trooper replied.
“We searched the car, too, but
didn’t find any money in it.”
“He could have mailed it to him-
self at his parents’ home or hidden
it around town somewhere, intend-
ing to come back and get it,” Webb
suggested. Then, addressing: the
youth, he asked, “What were you
doing here, anyway?”
Gorman replied that until Wed-
nesday he had been working for
a farmer living near Roanoke. He
had quit, collected his wages and
bought the car, he said, from a man
he encountered on the street.
“That’s a pretty flimsy story,”
Waldron said. “We're going to hold
you for investigation, Gorman, un-
til we do some checking.”
The youth was led away and the
sheriff turned to Trooper Kidd. “I
think you’d better go out to see the
farmer he worked for and find out
if he was on the job at the time
Chattin and Rice were killed.”
The man lived not far from town.
“and within an hour Kidd had re-
turned after interviewing him.
“He didn’t quit; he got fired,”
the trooper reported to Waldron.
“However, his employer says he was
working on January 7 and 9, when
the other two murders took place.”
Waldron frowned thoughtfully.
“Well, he still hasn’t any alibi for
Saturday morning, so we'll hold
him a while. Maybe the money will
turn up at the Madison, N. C.,-post
office.”
It had not arrived, however, by
Monday evening. Gorman still
stuck to his story, and some of the
investigators were inclined to be-
lieve he was telling the truth. Wal-
dron was not taking any chances,
however, and continued to hold
Gorman pending further develop-
ments.
These developments, however,
at
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failed to materialize. No new re-
ports came in from the state po-
lice or from other cities. The in- -
vestigators feared they were ar-
. riving at an impasse. Tuesday _
night came and they were still as
far from a solution as ever:
“I Keep coming back to the be-
lief that the killer has holed in
somewhere in our own vicinity,” .
Lieutenant Webb said.
“But we’ve searched all the dives
and rounded up all the known |
crooks in Roanoke and Salem,” the
sheriff protested. “We can’t make -
a house-to-house hunt and inter-
view everyone in town.” ;
“I’m beginning to think the job
was pulled by someone.who didn’t
have a police record,” Webb told
him. “He’s beyond suspicion and
therefore could be living in a pri-
vate home, But there’s a way of
trailing him that we haven’t tried.”
“And that is?”
“He must be spending some of
that money. And if it’s the same
man who killed Chattin and Rice,
-he’s spending it pretty fast. Re-
member that he got $450 from the
Safe in Rice’s office. He must have
Spent it in nine days if he’s the
same: guy who robbed the Wiley-
Hall service station. We could
check the beer joints and other
places and inquire who’s been
throwing a lot of money around
lately.”
The sheriff agreed that this.
might be a good idea. He detailed
several deputies to help Roanoke
city detectives canvass the places
mentioned. The men set out that.
‘evening to question habitues of the’
small cafes,
On THE following morning, when
Sheriff Waldron and Webb re-
. turned to their desks, they learned
that the interviews had not pro-
duced any new leads. But the de-
tectives were still making’ their
rounds. Toward late afternoon De-
tective Sam Runyon dropped into
Webb’s office.
“I don’t know whether this
means anything, but Bernice Rain-
ey is flashing a new diamond ring
-that looks as if it must have cost
a couple of hundred.”
Webb perked up at once. The
_ Rainey girl was known to the po-
lice. While she had never been in-
volved: in any major crimes, she
had done Several short sentences
in the county jail and was close
to a number of criminals presently
serving time in the state-prison or
recently released. One of them,
- Larry Coates, who had been out
for only two months, was supposed —
to be her steady boy friend.
“Larry, incidentally, has been
out of town since Saturday,” De-
tective Runyon said.
“So I understand,” Webb said.
“He’s about the only ‘crook we
haven’t questioned. What’s he sup-
posed to be doing?”
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REVEALING DETECTIVE CASES
“The girl told me he’s trying. to
get a job in Norfolk. That’s a laugh.
He never did an honest day’s work
before in his life. It’s strange that
he left just a few. hours after
Daugherty was killed.”
Webb nodded thoughtfully.
“What about the diamond ring?”
“She wouldn’t tell me who
bought it for her. She might even
have bought it herself. I wouldn’t
be surprised if she had some part
in one or more of those stickups.
Or Larry could have bought it if
he pulled them. Still I’m inclined
to think it came from someone
else.”
“Yeah? Who?”
“She’s attached herself to a new
boy friend who seems to have
fallen pretty hard for the girl. His
name’s Jim Dillon. Too bad. He’s
a decent-looking kid, too.”
“Has he got a record?”
Runyon shook his head. “No, I
understood that he comes from a
well-fixed family. At present he’s
visiting one’ of his former schoo]
chums whose folks. live out on
rural route 2.”
“Well, let’s find out where she
got that ring. If Larry Coates
bought it-for her, we'll know he’s
pulled a robbery. He hasn’t earned
a cent since he left prison, and
nobody would have loaned him the
money.” ;
Detective Runyon departed and
began to make a canvass of all the
pawnbrokers and small jewelry
stores. An hour later he had solved
the mystery of the diamond ring.
It had come from a Pawnshop on
the edge of the business district.
The pawnbroker, who was ac-
quainted with the Rainey girl, ad-
mitted selling it.
“Who bought it for her?” Run-
yon ‘asked him.
“Larry Coates’ brother, Ted, did.
He was in here with her last Sat-
urday.” an
The detective’s eyebrows went up
in surprise. “That’s funny. I never
knew that Ted Coates was inter-
ested in her.”
When he reported the fact to
Webb, the lieutenant was equally
astonished.
“There’s something screwy in
this,” he’ said with a frown, “Ted
Coates had always been honest, but
he’s as poor as Job’s turkey. He
doesn’t make enough money as a
freight handler to buy expensive
presents for girls. Besides, he
wouldn’t be competing with his
own brother.”
“Then, what’s the explanation?”
the detective asked.
“I’d bet anything that Larry had
Ted buy it for her. Larry knew
that he’d attract suspicion if he
purchased it himself. And if my
theory is correct, the question is,
‘ where did Larry get the dough?
The answer’s pretty obvious.” .
Webb phoned Sheriff Waldron
and told him of the development.
Waldron was keenly interested.
“We'd better have Norfolk police
Pick up Larry and hold him for
questioning,” the sheriff suggested.
“Meanwhile, we might see what
Ted has to say. And as a matter
of routine, it wouldn't -hurt to check
on this Dillon kid.” .
Webb sent the pickup order to
Norfolk while Runyon went out to
inquire about Dillon. He was visit-
ing at the rural home of W. H.
Harrison, a respected farmer . liv-:
ing about two miles outside of Sa-
lem. Mrs. Harrison, a ‘genteel,
friendly woman came to the door
when the detective arrived.
“Jim and my son are out riding
just now,” she said: “Can I help
you?” ;
Runyon replied that he merely
wanted to know something about
Dillon’s background. “He seems to
be paying a lot of attention to the
Rainey girl. I think she’s playing
him for a sucker.”
Mrs. Harrison frowned. “I didn’t
know that. It’s too bad. He’s an
awfully nice boy and comes of a
good family, but I think they give
him too much money to spend. All
he does is drive around in his car
and pass the time in cafes. I’m not
sure he’s a good influence on Tom-
my.”
The woman added that she’d
Speak to her son when returned
- and have him warn his friend, Jim.
against Bernice Rainey.
Runyon climbed into his car and
drove back toward Roanoke. On
‘the southern outskirts of the city
he stopped in front of a cheap
rooming: house where Larry and
‘Ted Coates lived.
‘Ted had just come home from
work. He was a short, thick-set
young man with unruly black hair
and heavy eyebrows. His broad .
shoulders gave an impression of
muscular power. :
“What are you trying to do, stea)
your brother’s girl?” the detective
asked him with a grin.
Coates saw nothing humorous in
the query.. Scowling, he replied,
“What business is that of yours?”
“None, I Suppose,” Runyon - re-
plied. “I was just a little curious
to know how you could afford dia-
mond rings on a freight handler’s
wages.”
There was sullen hostility in
Coates’ eyes, but he answered the
question. “I don’t make a lot of.
dough, that’s true. But a little
windfall came my way last week.
My uncle died and left me a thou-.
sand dollars. I paid off some debts,
bought a second-hand car and had
enough left to give Bernice the
ring. Larry knew I was going to
“Where’d you buy the car?”
Coates told him. “It didn’t cost
much. It’s just an old 1936 Buick.”
Runyon caught his breath, but
did not betray the inner excite-
ment he felt. “How come Larry de-
Jieuter
threw
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cided to go to work? Didn't he
share in the inheritance, too?” -
Tea Coates shook his head. “My
uncle didn’t have any use for him.
‘But Larry's gcing straight. You
won't catch him in any more
trouble.”
That, thought Runyon, was 2
matter of conjecture. When he re-
turned to police headquarters and
reported to Webb, the lieutenant
scoffed.
“I don’t believe that story for
a minute,” he said. “I think Larry
Coates stole that dough somewhere.
I'm going to check with relatives
of the boys and see if there’s any
truth in his statement about the
uncle’s bequest.”
It was too late in the evening
ta reach them, . however. And be-
fore he could attend to the matter
the next morning, the phone rang.
The lieutenant’s -pulse quickened
when he heard who was calling. It
was the farmer who had employed
Vince Gorman.
“Maybe you're right about that
kid, after all,” the man said. “J
just learned . that before leaving,
he stole my revolver.”
“He did?” Webb asked. “What
kind of gun was it?”
“A Colt thirty-eight. It was in
my desk the day before he left, and
it's missing now. He’s the only one
xho could have taken it.”
Webb felt thrat.he shouldn’t be
surprised, yet he was. For one,’
thing, young Gorman had never
been in trouble before, and to the
lieutenant he didn’t have the look
of a criminal.
“Bring him in here, and let’s see’
what he says,” Webb told Runyon.
Visibly nervous, the 19-year-old
ex-farm hand faced Webb a min-
ute later and heatedly refused tc
admit that he had taken the gun.
“He’s lying!” Gorman fairly
screamed. “He’s trying to frame me.
He never did like me! anyway.”
“what did you do with it?” the
lieutenant demanded sternly. “You
threw it away ‘after you shot
Daugherty, didn’t you?”
At that the blond youth broke
into tears. “I didn’t kill him!” he
wept. “You're trying to frame me,
too!”
Webb had him returned to his
cell to cool: off; He was puzzled.
There was no reason to doubt the
farmer’s word that Gorman had
stolen the weapon, but a doubt of
the youth’s guilt lingered in the
back of Webb’s mind.
He put the matter aside for the
moment and proceeded to phone a
cousin of the Coates boys. What
the lieutenant learned did not sur-
prise him.
“Ted’s lying,” the man said. “Our -
uncle didn’t leave a cent either to
him or Larry.”
“There’s your answer!” Webb ex-
claimed to Sheriff Waldron as he
informed him of the latest develop-
REVEALING FACTS FROM POLICE FILES
ments. “Larry must have siolen
that money somewhere.”
The Norfolk police had been un-
able to locate the ex-convict. Webb
sent Runyon cut to bring Ted
Ccates in for questioning.
“Did you think we were idiots?”
he demanded. “Now tel] me where
you got that money, and give it to
me straight.”
Coates’ eyes were wide’ with
fright. “I—I got it from my fa-.
ther.”
“Nonsense!” the lieutenant scoff-
ed. “Why didn’t you say so in the
first place, then?”
The beetle-browed young freight
handler fidgeted uneasily. “Well, to
tell you the truth, I stole it from
him. I did it when I visited him a
ccuple of weeks ago.” :
“Js that the truth, or are yo
still trying to cover up for Larry?
Didn't he himself steal that money
from Rice or Daugherty?”
“No, no!” Coates cried. “Don’t:
blame Larry. He’s been going
straight like I told you.”
Webb ordered Coates held until
he could check with the father, a
farmer living alone on his place
in northern Virginia. The man
could not be reached by phone im-
mediately. If this last story of Ted
Coates also proved to be a lie, the
lieutenant would be certain that
Larry Coates had shot Daugherty
in the rabbery. using the automo-
bile he had bought with part of
the money taken from the bottling
company’s safe.
hee detective lieutenant was
busy with routine reports when,
just before noon, Sergeant Kidd
entered his office.
“Lock what I’ve got,” he said, -
‘tossing a small object on Webb’s
desk.
The lieutenant picked it up and
examined it with interest. It was
a 38 calibre automatic cartridge
shell. “Well?” he inquired. -
“The day manager at the Wiley-
Hall filling station picked it out
of the dirt just outside the door
this morning. It must have come
from the gun that killed Daugher-
ty. It’s the same size as a 38 re-
volver shell.”
“Hm-m,” mused the lieutenant.
“In that case, the killer probably
wasn’t the same man that got
Chattin and Rice. And young Gor-
man couldn’t have done it with
his employer’s revolver.”
The surmise was correct, for the
farmer called back later that af-
ternoon and apologized, saying he
had found the revolver after mis-
placing it. This cleared away the”
last doubt Webb had of the blond
youth’s innocence, and he was re-
leased. +
Webb asked Sheriff Waldron to
drop into his office to discuss the
latest development.
“If the killers of Rice and
Daugherty are different men, then
Coates probably isn't guilty either,”
Waldron conjectured. “Unless he
had robbed Rice, he wouldn’t have
had the money to buy the automo-
bile.”
Webb nodded agreement. “I still
think Daugherty’s murderer was
someone who came to the filling
station after the driver of the old
jaloppy had driven away,” he said. ©
“Come to think of it, that 1941
Pontiac: car is still unaccounted
for. That’s probably the one that
the killer used. Let’s send out a
new alarm on it.”
Webb and Waldron made an
urgent appeal to the police of three
states to be on the lookout for the
car. The appeal was broadcast by
radio and a description of the car
given.
Among those who heard it was a
soldier who had been visiting his
father near Newport, Va., a small
village in the mountains near the
West Virginia line. He remembered
seeing two shabbily dressed youths
driving a car of that description
earlier that day near. Brushy
Mountain. :
Only an hour later a-state troop-
er found the car abandoned on a
mountain road. When the. soldier
heard this report on the radio, he
immediately phoned the police at
Christiansburg and gave them a
description of the youths.
“They'll be easy to spot,” he said.
“One.is wearing an old army jack-
et and the other has on a.blue
-chauffeur’s hat.”
“Say!” exclaimed Webb when he
_ heard the news. “1’l) bet that those
two are the Dillon kid and his
friend, Tommy Harrison. I. remem-
ber .seeing Harrison dressed that
way, and the description of Dillon
fits also.” : :
Late that afternoon a Christians-
burg business man, who had heard
the radio reports also, spotted the
two youths eating in a hamburger
stand on the highway east of his
city. He phoned Chief of Police H.
L. Dailey, who descended on the
Place with Town Sergeant J. C.
Anderson and State Trooper W. M.
Staton. .
‘Taken completely by surprise,
the pair admitted they were Thom-~
as Edward Harrison, 20 and James
Edward Dillon, 19.
“Didn’t you boys stall your car
on Brushy Mountain?” the police
chief asked. ‘““We’d have given you
a tow if we'd known it.”
“Thanks,” Harrison smiled. “We
expected to go back for it later.”
“We'll take care of that for you,”
Dailey said. “Now suppose you come
to the station house. with us and
answer some questions.”
Confronted with the evidence
that they had stolen the car, the
pair presently confessed. Dailey
made no mention of the Daugherty
slaying, but held the boys ‘unti}
Sheriff Waldron picked them up.
43
When they arrived in Roanoke,
Webb and Waldron grilled the boys
in separate rooms. Harrison heat-
edly denied any knowledge of the
I was waiting. We drove. to West
Virginia that night before the
Toads were blocked.”
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represented that company, and had
ts name, in silver lettering, on his
expensive briefcase.
Also ‘he was now John B. Mc-
reduced himself to Third Vice-
ond or even First whenever. he
wished. ‘
His latest batch of bank vic-
tims were more than astonished
when they learned that Mr. Mc-
Caulley had a split personality,
and that, on the other side of the
Split, he was Mr. Anthony J. Brew-
Ster.
_ But not Mr. Crowe. He had come
to expect anything of this super-
Slick Swindler, whose. glib tongue
Seemed able to ‘charm the money
in large quantities out of the
Pockets of those same people who
put up such a terrific argument
against cashing a two-dollar check .
for the average stranger.
“Mr. Crowe tried to anticipate the
forger’s next move. He sent out
2 warning, showing’ an excellent
full face and profile of John Fred-
erick Box, Jr. the crook’s right
name, and advised al} banks to be
on the lookout for him. The Burns
manager had the Picture—a prison
one—taken at the time of the only
‘ “fall” which Box ever had. Despite
the different names the young man
was using, the signatures on the
checks forwarded to Crowe’s office
showed that they were those of
the same person. ;
The fast-moving forger knew, of
course, that such warnings were |
being sent out. But. they apparent-
ly worried him not at all. Since
he had been -working the South-
west, he figured that the Burns
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REVEALING DETECTIVE CASES
Dillon's confession was typed,
signed and shoved before the eyes
of his partner. Harrison looked at
it, scowled darkly and muttered,
“Why, the little coward!”
“You might as well ‘give in,”
Webb warned.
Harrison nodded. “Ajj right, 11]
admit .it. But 1 didn’t kill those
other two men.”
Waldron and Webb were almost
convinced by now that the Daugh-
Beople would Particularly flood that
section with circulars. So he made
@ quick jump to Cincinnati, where
he hung two bits of Paper for $250
each on two different banks. Here
he once
ys, eased ‘exactly $1,000 out
of the First National Bank of St.
Louis.
Mr. Crowe sent out more flyers,
So much that he was probably
beginning to get bored with them.
So he became Blair Mason of the
. Airlines, sped to Boston and, after
making reservations on a plane
Jeaving two jours later,, chiseled
$300 from the banks there and
easily made his plane connections.
Box’s methods. He was following
the advice of Willie Keeler, the old-
ball player, to “hit ’em
where they ain’t”, by leaping from
one section of the country to an
entirely different one, on the as-
Sumption that the Burns people
would concentrate their efforts on
the section of his latest depreda-
tions.
So' Crowe decided to “cross him
up”. As soon as he heard of the
Boston Swindle, he began plaster-
‘ing the Southern states with cir-
culars, only to find that “Blair”
confessions from both youths to the
cold-blooded Killing of the middle-
aged station attendant. The two
were charged with first-degree
murder.
On March 6, 1946, the trigger-
man, Thomas Edward Harrison,
was condemned to die. His accom-
Plice, Dillon, was sentenced to life
imprisonment on May 14th.
NOTE: To Save. embarrassment to
| persons not actually involved in
the crime, the names Vince Gor-
man, Bernice Rainey and Larry
and Ted Coates are fictitious.
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had crossed him up by going to
Pittsburgh and reducing the sur-
Plus of three banks there by $549.
The following jump of the young
airline executive would be, Mr.
Crowe convinced himself, to the
Burns office, however, were from
circulars went out @S more and”
more checks came in.
It was just about this time that
‘the St. Regis Hotel in New York
received a letter on beautifully em-
d Stationery:
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conditioned suite for him.
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nothing whatever about it to in-
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Friday, 27 March 1846.
"Moses Henry, a negro slave, convicted of the murder of Delila
Fisher, a free negro woman, in January last, and sentenced to be
hung, was yesterday executed near the city Alms House. We under-
stand that a large number of persons witnessed the awful scene."
Richmond Enguirer, Sat., 28 March 1846, p.2.
"Negro Moses Henry, the propertyyof Wm. J. Harwood, was yesterday
tried before the Hustings Court of this city, for the murder of
Delila Fisher, a free mulatto woman, at her residence near Rock-
etts, on the 9th of the present month, by striking her several blows
with an axe. The prisoner was found guilty, and sentenced to be
hung on Friday, the 27th of March next."
Richmond Enquirer, Tues., 27 Jan. 1846, p.2.
"We understand that a murder was committed at Rocketts, ata
house near the tobacco factory of Thomas and Samuel Hardgrove,
on Friday last, upon the body of Delila Fisher, a free woman of
color, by a slave named Moses Henry. The Coroner of the city
held an inquest on the body of the deceased, and the verdict of
the jury was, 'That she was murdered on Friday, between 3 and 4
o'clock in the afternoon, by Moses Henry (a alave said to belong
to Mr. Philip F. Harwood of Henrico County,) with an axe, inflicting
a severe and mortal wound on the head.' The prisoner, after
committing the murder, immediately fled, but has since been arrested
and committed to jail."
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HICKS, John Wesley, hanged Louisa, Va., on Sct. 3, 1902,
"eeethe last execution in Louisa County. In a very brief conclusion from the depo-
sition it seems that Mr, Hicks had had the victim arrested for coming onto his pro-
perty and he said that he felt threaten (sic) by this man, The next time the man
came to his property he shot him three times, According to the tales Mr, Hicks
rode to the hanging on top of his pine casket eating cookies, How true that is I
don't known, “+he hanging took place in front of the present courthouse. Ltr. Dtde
1-7-1983, from Janice L. Abercrombie, Box 373, Mineral Virginia 23117.
A copy of sentence of court, etc, filed with hetter from her,
wealth Watkins, the sheriff and two deputies visited the scene and gathered all the
information obtained, It,was learned that there, had been two strange negroes, hanging
around the store all of yesterday. -They made several minor purchases, and one of SK&K
them asked to have a ten-dollar note changed, which Mr. Grubbs did for him,
These negroes were seen in the village as late as 7 o'clock last night. In the
ruins of the store: were found the pistol of Mr. G rubbs, and examination showed
that each cartridge had. been fired. It was center-fire, and the cartridges showed
indentations. From this: the friends of Mr. Grubbs believe that he was awakened by
the burglars’ and defended himself until overpowered, Mr, Grubbs was about eighty
years of age, and had been a resident of the neighborhood for many years, Hurricane
Branch, of Suffolk, was wired to bring his bloodhounds to the scene, ahd he arrived
this afternoon , He immediately set.'Tige, Jr.' on the tracks of the murderers,
which were plainly discernible in the fresh dirt about the place, The’ dog followed
them to the railroad, where, it is feared, the burglars caught a freight train, {AX
Mr. Grubbswas postmaster and the only storekeeper at Tugzle. The department of
Washington was notified of the burglary, The negroes upon whom suspicion rests are
described as being gingercake color, One was heavy set, wore dark clothes, black
felt hat, and looked to be thirty years old. The other was not stout, about five
feet eleven inches, wore small light-colored hat turned up in front; face appeared
to be wrinkled; and at first glance about twenty-five years of age,"
TIMES-DISPATCH, R,chmon dy, Vae, June 7, 1906 (1:3.)
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"(Special to the Times Dispatch.) pare yilts, VA Bo1821906.<Sheriff Dickinson returned
to Farmville on the midnight train with Jesse Ruffin, alias William Ruffin, who is
charged with being one of the negroes who, on the night of June 5th last, murdered John.
Grubb, merchant and postmasten at Acteon, better known as Tuggle, After a preliminary
hearing this morhing before a magistrate, Ruffin was taken to Lynchburg for safekeeping
until the September term of Prince Edward Circuit Court, This step was advised by
Commonwealth's Attorney Watkins, on account of the insecurity of the jail here. Ruffin,
who was arrested at Winton, Hertford County, N, C., charged with carrying a concealed
weapon, was held prisoner there for the Rrince Edward authorities upon a description of
him given by Massie Hill, another negro in jail here, and who has confessed the part he
took in the murder of Mr. Grubb, fhis morning Massie Hill was .taken before Ruffin and
instantly *ecogkized him in fact, the recognition was mutual, except that Ruffin
addressed Hill as Johnson, but acknowledged that they had traveled together and were
together at Tuggle on the day of the murder. Several citizens .of Tuggle were admitted
to the jail today for the purpose of identifying Ruffin. Mr. R. B. Prince, a partner .
in the mercantile business with Mr, Grubb, recognized the prisoner at a glance, He
said he sold Ruffin some canned goods, and accomodated him with change for a ten-dollar
note 6n the 5th day of June, This statement of the visitor was readily acknowledged to
be true by Raffin. At the preliminary hearing this morning, which was held in the
jail, only one witness was examined, he being Massie Hill. Witness said that four were
in the crime - 'Railroad Bill,' Ruffin, and an unkown negro, Ruffin and Bill, witness
declared; did the murder, robbery and burning, that—he stood. watch with the unknown man
on the outside. He heard several pistol shots and afterwards saw the flames bursting
from the wooden structure, After the crime had been completed all walked down the
Norfolk and Western tracks to Farmville where they sat in front of the tool-house and
waited for a passing fréight train, Ruffin did not question the witness. Just before
the examination of. the prisoner was commenced, Ruffin motioned to the sheriff to hold
his ear close, indicating that he wished to whisper something to him. In an undertone
he asked permission to talk privately with Massie Hill, This being denied him, the
prisoner then suggested that if the officers would allow him’to see Hill alone he
would have a talk with him which they could hear ffom a hidden position. He was asked
what he believed would be accomplished by’ such an interview, and his reply was that
Hill's statements made to them would not. tally with what he would tell him, and thus
the officers would catch him (Hill) in a lie, Ruffin is an" ex-convict, a‘ distinction
which he dislikes to be reminded of, He was sent up from Nottoway County for a term
of years for burglary, His record for’ the past 15 years is said to be of the worst
character, The theory of the officers here now is that there were only: 2 in the crime
committed at Tuggle's and that they were Massie Hill and William Ruffin." |
TIMES-DISPATCH, Richmond, Virginia, August 19, 1906 (8/1.)
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HILL, Massie, and RUFFIN, William, blacks, hanged Farmville, Va, on Mar, 8, 1907
"(Special to the Timés. Dispatch) Farmville, Vae, Feb. 15'= William Ruffin and Massie
Hill, murderers’ of John Grubb, the Aged postmaster and storekeeper at Tuggles (Acteon post
office) on the night.of June 5, 1906, were hanged this morning in the county jail of
Poince Edward. More than a hundred persons’ witnessed the double execution and’ not
one of the crowd will ever efface from his memory the horrible spectacle of seeing
the stalwart Massie Hill arise from the floor to which he had fiolently fallen be- ;
cause the ‘rope had broken under his weight, The two men were hanged separately, the
first being Ruffih, After the services had been concluded in the cell, Ruffin was
led to the corridor, where confronted by the -death-dealing trap he was asked if he . :
had anythihg.to say. He replied that he would like to have two messages communicated to
friends, and gave the names and addresses of them and told what he wanted them to
knowe He then bowed his head and offered prayer: in an audible tone, «The trap was
quickly sprung, and in 10 minutes Dr. We Ee Anderson pronounced him dead, ‘his neck
having been broken. While Ruffin was being executed Massie Hill was within easy
hearing distance and could distinctly understand all that was going on. Being dead
the body was lowered and turned over to an undertaker to be ‘prepared for shipment. -
~~ WHORRIBLE SPECTACLE .°"O2°0"""""). Be ; LOL ae Vv
"Massie Hill was next Brought forth from his cell and stood before the throng of.
spectators while prayer was offered for ‘him by, Revs EH. 5S. Re Cheek of the Kirst - -
Baptist’ Church, colored, and Reve Se Ce- Hatcher, of the Methodist Church, Asked if.
he had anything. to say, Hill replied that he would like to.be permitted to offer a
prayer for himself, He prayed for a few minutes, and invited all before him to, meet
him in heaven, where he was sure he was, goinge The trap was..sprung and everyone in
sight was horréféstricken to see the giant-lLike form plunge past, the hinged plat- ‘|
form to thé floor beneath, a distance of 15 feet...The rope.had broken, It was .
quickly discovered that Massie Hill had not lost. consciousness, and when he was asked if he
wanted to be lifted up ‘and back to the scaffold,: he replied that, he would be able to
return Unassisted ifthe leg-straps were removed, This was.promptly done, and the |
wretched man walked with wonderful nerve up the steps and upon the scaffold. Takirig
his position over the trap, Chief of Police Fogus adjusted another rope, about the |
man's neck, the same rope with which Robert Booker .was hanged here last spring, The |
fall was shortened, and Sheriff Dickinson, without further ceremony, pulled the ,
trigger and down went Hill, bheak ing this time the rope in sevéral places, He .
struck the floor even harder ,than,the first time. It was thourhgt that he would |
have to be-brought back: upon the scaffold and.again. suspended, but after an exami-
nation by the physicians present it was announced that, he was dying, and in iS.
minutes Dr{ Anderson pronounced him dead, In the fall his neck.had heen dislocated,
The two bodiés were prepared for shipment and'sent this afternoon to Charlottesville.
for’ use’ at the University. - Both Ruffin and Hill made confessions of many crimes
committed in Virginia; west Virginia and North Carolina. Among these were several |
murders done by M assie Hill," TIMES DISPATCH, Rychmondy. Vaey. Mar. 9,.1907 (1:36)
&
"Jesse Ruffin, the negro who was convicted of the murder of Mr,-John Grubbs, a
s torekeeper and postmaster in Prince Edward County some time ago, will be hanged in
Farmville, Vaes next Friday. Grubbs was an Englishman’and was murdered one night
last-summer by three negroes, one of whom wis Jesse Ruffin who afterwards escaped.
_ Ruffin-had_ been sentenced by another court to 36 years in the penitentiary for
housebreaking. and; broke jail. In éffecting his escape he also broke three ribs.
shortly after the murder.of Grubbs he was captured and was lately s entenced to die
on the scaffold," TIMES-DISPATCH, Richmond, Vaey Febe 9, 1907 (10/he) -
bas gméd: Efe ‘ "THE CRIME, ee ahs it
"Farmville, Vae, June. 6, 1906,<(Special to the Times-Dispatch.) - Burglars entered
the store of John Grubbs last night at Tuggle, five miles west of her, on the Nor=—
folk and Western Railroad, murdered the proprietor, robbed him of his cash and set
fire to. the: house, leaving his remains to be consumed in the flames, It was between
11 and 12 o'clock, when, the fire was discovered by neighbors, and when, the first. of ©
them arrived at the scene the roof of the building was falling in, Nothing was .
saved, and this morning in the midst of the smouldering ruins were found the bones ~
of Mr, Grubbs, lying a few feet away°from the cot on w ich he slept. The murdered
man had evidently been saturated with oil, as his body was almost entieely con=
sumed, only a few of the more prominent bones being found. Thés morning Common=
At the conclusion of tie service, the} confimed, excitement grew apace and! 1% }
prenehern left the cell wa) stood tn this felting bechme tntente. Peraona waths| sy Seated i cca ah gig og,
hiya ‘kev came the furewoll| ered on street cornera and int their} ite ‘ac agp bir iat Saiaiandes: Co
the os j > acene with hia stepmother. The old] Qemes and places of buriness to diacugs! ,
sents aca wringing tis toni: one the women threw her arina ebout his neck tne matter, and everywhere thera w a8! or eee
In time to carry out the coats Ae and wept bitterly, telbng him good-| manifested Che strongest determination
the court, which was that Hi ence of} bye. He remained In } embrace for) to bring the guilty man to speedy jus-
am shouid be hanged o iM may esi * A Kecond or two, tien kKiszed her, Ft} dice.
ruary 24, some die Pic fot gag nha war the only time during the meeting| Mr. and Mre, Ratph Webber Hved in
and ‘sunset: ‘ eunrine! or afierwarda, that the prisoner evine.{ & xmat but comfortable frame hausa
ed any emotion. His cyes filled and} on Monroe — street, Just opposite the
On arriving tin Roanoke :
peta the teas som pine he the muscles in hia face relaxed to some! Floyd school butiding, and they had
patch thetr business speedily and qul-
Gis execution, On Bunday — afternon
; . 4 C rneoon
City Sergeant Jonnaon end Pollee Ser.
keane Seoy left here over the Norfotk
and Western Railroad for Roanoke for
Td ee ee i
the euaeol weramne
meked if eho au
janitor and indicated that +
war unwilling ca make th
charge unkes the man wart
fore her, Mhe wan pomitive of
to Identify the culprit: f
etandiue the atradesn were dts
Haht enough to enable her
extent. He would no doubt have re| many uelghbors Chose homens were iwenaea vga bei 4
ethy, a: e turned her embraces, but a pair of] the fimmediate vicinity, Mr. Webbe a| 1 ae Ag elm tha rb Se
bpistheis eno Tiaine tha uence ths handcuffs upon bia wrists prevented ft.| manager of one of the Abticrinaents ar ‘sg hr ple PACH DO PuNdmhepe
without attracting any parttcul vate He was asked If he dealred to make} the Lynchburg Catton MI, and an the a
tentlon, It was at 9 o'clock Bur te “|a atatement, but this he declined, eny- morning in question at half-pant atk The Arrest
night that they cook charge of Silat. ing, “Sir, I have nothing to report this} o'clock he started out for bis dayei. “tye. police
botham and placed him In a c sin. morning,” and he then resumed = his} work. Bhordy after he bad taken bis) mate mer Were et me
WAAL Baad ouiaide tha fall carriage; seat, and smoked his pips. The megro| departure Mra, Webber bevame alartt~) feeried + Z teats 4
\ ha jal Froa, Roa.! had an Intettigenr face, and he waaled at a strange nolse which she heard rewitew + vache qamet )
learnt of the
vt ASN Oh be tN dy ;
| ANS teu WY RM GEN Shongehey ly Hotline, wih Seif qesaneecd and ia Wek at} coming from the front porch ,and think-) peers of che maene Homers
Here, Ai tre WR Whit Of Tah Wie, AEDT, Sie WRAL tree Race dresared| ing tat vorne one was Irying to heeak fence tn rear of Web
Caught the eanibound paasenger cCralh.| (hat he war guilty of he qetal crime) Into the house. she ran out through the? the morning ot the rHine ©
They were joined on the train by Dep. {er which he died. Nor até he arem to! haliway ard beck door and acrogs the’ wow wee an avy ‘hat tay,
uty Sergeant J. B. Craigy jailer of Roa-| apprectat® the nature of the doom that] back porch and yard to the forer od Gi eteOna a4 Kin soenet oC:
noke, Mr. R. D. Earhart, of Raidwin'a} awaited tim, neighbor, Mra. W. T. Burton, where whe: wih eofenis De” See
detective agency, and Rev, L. L. Down-| He wore a neat overcoat and wasr| remained unui day wan further advane-iverefuly of venous ees
ing, of the Colored Presbyterian church,| dréssed tn the sult he had on during} ed, when she returned to her home. atencer that pointed to th
all three of. whom accompanied — tie| the ir!p frum Roanoke, no change of| She entered the back potch and entered | seph Higainbor am, @ yo
party to Lynchburg and remained un-|attire being made. Usually, the erim.| the emall passage way sending from }£ r two years bad been t!
til after the execution, If was Rev.| inal wears ONY hia trousers, shirt and| the front door to the rear, On tha rirbht ekboyd achoolhouge. Uf
Downing who had been Hieginbotham's| rocks, but Higginbotham died with the! of the frone entrance ix die doorwey | bit night tnade the arrest.
epirfitual adviser throughout the days entire* suit on. His overcoat was re- leading to Mra. Webber's chamber, Mra. The arrest of Higgtinbothea
that intervened between hig conviction| moved before he atarted for the gal.| Webber on reaching thia point ahoved! early Baturday night, but it
and his death, and to his earnest eff. | lows. the door open and etarted (0 enter her) came @menerally known © wh:
orts ta undoubtedly largely due the| To a newspaper reprenentative, ahort.| room. Bhe had taken only a step or to} and even then the publi we
calm resignation that characterized the ly before he was taken from hie cell,] When & negro man aprang from behind} vinved that the riabt mar
prisoner's conduct in hia last moments,| Higginbotham stated In responre to A the door and seized her around tht} eauehr Hurricane Bren’
Ln In Jail Here question that after he left the Webber} walat, bore her (0 the bed in one cormery Rorihoonmts were tregraph
On reaching Lynchburg at ten min home on the morning of the crime, he] of the room, ahd there proceeded €3) they hurried here om Sater
utes before 2 o'clock Sarda ents -| went down: Seventcenth atreet to Tay-| work his dastardiy purpose. jtrain, arriving st an wr
‘| Higginbotham was taken ad rae . hel lor, thence up the railroad to Hickson's| . Mrs, Webber had never seen Che man} Morn’ The Aney
atrest Hinsiead ot (dround rai ceven H mill, where he turned and came hack} before, He was a lat mulatto, elimly | Sao Serene
rice? y wey of] by way of Camp Davia, He sald with) built, and apparently about . ewenty
»| Ninttt street.’ This was done as a mat-) emphania that he did th Cage. An he grabbed Mra. Web
ter of precaution, but it was not nec- emphanin that he did not ge te the’ ycurs of age. An § m °
. Presbyterian Cemetery. ber he told ber that if she uttered B
essary, ae both the depot and streeta sound that he would kill her, Despite
prerteaede (ted: Its4wAdubtrul if there The Execution hia threats, Mra. Webber tried again and
went there for. (ane Sheslal srutpoed’ Ot At thirteen minutes past efght o'clock, netin to #eredia, bidebodcr the eruel
chs OY Gergeant Johnson went to Hisminboth.| pressure of theo negro’s fingers, hee
weel : he w “he
Dares Siggtnoothar plindel be “a ip ams cell and told bim that the tine wae voice peciethape Mac i
cheerful mood: but he had very litte | UY: With Officer Adama on one aie, The Attempt at Marder
to ga n sp] the sergeant on che other and the t#%
to’ the ROMtRnoHatiGn of nla reondition colored preachers following clase ac tia] Afier accomplishing his purpoass, the
aay heels, (he inarch to the death-tenap Was) negro dragged Mrs. Webber to the floor,
4 Tvataceivion al dps ety sot aivewiie begun. The negro‘'a face never chang. aod placing bla knee on her head, drew
‘| botham was placed in one of the ed, and on ascending the eteps, he atnod| A knife and «kished at her thront two
atroprest celle on the lower tier on tha| UPoa the trap-door, Sergeant Johnson] or three dimes. ‘The first blow waa not
aide of the jail opposite to the gollows then produced the order of the court effective, the peolnt of the knife only
herremained untli he march- and asked tha negro if be wished it} penetrating the ekin Ac one or two
“Geathe He was under the watch- read, He @nid, “No.” The © sergeant} places. The recond blow, however, made
Of Deputy. Bergeant.. — Frank mentioned the fact, however, that the; 4p ugly gash, five inches long, reaching
Wellford, who was assisted by Officer order waa that he should be. hung by} from the muscles on (he right of Che
Adama and Officer Simpson, of the poe the neck until he was dead, throat to the musclas on the left. ‘The
¥, } ce force, While Higginbotham wani dts feet were then pinloned and bial] Juguiar veln wae pun tured, In addition
«}aeemingly composed, he was not able handg eccurely fastened behind = him.} Mrs. Webber was badly bruised on the
4} to get much pleen, but remained In a Rev, Downing read a few verses from] right tompls Just ag one side of the eye.
\ Pwakeful condition until it. was too late the Bible. The enda of her fingers were aiso badly
for hima tq think of repose.. He perhaps The nuoge waa then adjusted aroun.)| cut, chese wounda having resulted from
pled? for about twenty minutes and Joe's neck and his fect were tled with} her struggles to grasp the nands of her
bass sa seth commas mere mmeg | FOC, meantime Rev. Tyrretl waa tell- aeaatiiant.
inci ing him in a low toe to trust in the Thinking that he had killed Mere.
Lord and be courageous, words which Webber and thua silenced her forever,
doubtless bad a good effect. When} the negro left the house, running
asked if he had anything to say, he re- through the hack door and dowt
piled in a firm voice: through the garden, where be Jeaped
“Dear friends, the time has come for} over # fenve and field Cowards the ine
me to hang fora crime of &hich Tam of the Southern ralroad. Hie tracks
guilty. It was a cerrible crime and I'm could be followed a short distance.
sorry for that and all my eins, Men As soon as she ‘was feft alone, Mrs.
max not forgive me, but I feel that Webber got to her feet and drageed
God will. I know that Vi be saved,| herself to the front vindow and climh-
because Jesus died for sinners.’ ed out te the porch and thence through
THe then rriéd to quote the 16th verse | the front gate, along the fence to the
se J of thathird chapter of..8t..Jobn,.."For|-aate.of the yard of her neighbor, Mra.
God .so loved the world, that he gave| KR. B, Wood, Her strength was grad-
his only begotten Son, that whosoever | ually being exhausted, for the blood
believeth tn him, ehould noc perish, hur] was pouring from her neck tn @ great
have everlanting life: but was obliged| stream, and despite her effurta ahe
to be prompted by Rev. Downing, could only utter a feebta. round. It wan
‘The black cap was then drawn down) @ pitiful struggle, and every atep «he
over bia face. Standing on the brink) took “was marked by blood, even the
of eternity, Higginbotham In a ctenr| fence’ ratis and the sides of the doora
voice, without @/s(n of tremor, called and gates being steined with great red
out “Good-bye, Eriends, meet me int Blotches.
j Heaven.” Aergeant Johneon — stepped Mrs, Webber mannged do reneti the
from ‘the platform, down the ehort duor-ntep of Mra, Woot's home, but at
filght of ateys, to the point where hel that point het atrengt) Rave out and
could ‘feweh-the trigger. There wap a} she eank-to the ground tn a fainting
slight pause and with the ward, UW ei’ | condition. When she waa found a few
Merreant Johneon gave the tron bar a} minutes afterwarde she wan tenderly
wudden jerk... The trap door flew down) carried to hee room. In a few minutes @
land Higginbotham shot through — the! physiclan and several trained nurses
opening into espace, With an audible! were by her aide, laboring to keep the
* jerk, the rope became tight, but it hela’ anark of Hfe in her body. For sevorat
frm and secure, nor did it givéd a quar. | days she hovered on the brink of death.
ter of an’ Inch. ‘ but she Anally rallied, oe within sore
" two weeks w 68 partially restored ¢o
: PronounceaDend ae Aer former bealth.
It wan nineteet:, Minwtse pat eiant Fhortly @fter recovering = conscioun-
o'clock. when Beraennt Johroon- pulled! ncas, Mre. Webber made a etatement.
the bolt thet scene Filegindbothem to hie} Mra, Webber was asked if she knew
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a 0 onl + sige Secenrehitties 2 fst e Tle eepllpeore it .
ee fei he pete. at Le ge iy ay
ime ‘
ne wee ADoUE WO) wae pon [hte same watform that Jahn y ’ wor ide | Sande is ie pee
hth Hancock and Archer Hunt explated) -, ft - iss eit
x ween; Mter Poe crtasea,
Ag @ cigar and The crowds, after viewIng the gal-| f OM ipl
1 @ breakfast of) jows and eatietying themettyer In that: bu Vibes me
coffee. | particular, directed thetr attention to} ak .
Pr vreket the prisoners in the numerous COMBE iy payers canen of taint ! head: |
sincere ea arta grtee na orn: |arm apaerne nea ont ets pomnce ant a0 on ein
Stee end aap eS om pF se euteurrs sont | Yemautens, due to. nerveue froblagg ee, bin the reeult of my wane Patines Crbe so
. P aw. MMs! Doin a Celery Compound has m recnrd bery Canipound. [t in a mreat help to mre, |
Ge motherled xerene, and evinced no discomfort | i
in. eud-] over the Lema Rh weird which wae to! of rapid Bnd Iaeting Curer thet Pitt and 1 hope every of person will mee ie by
Pi thik take place on Che morree.© brauee every ctiy and town in the wide land be eaved aicknons and suffering.”
tingwon earth, | The Btory Of the Crime Paton awerr of thet nited Heater Hive the nerves @ ohonee be recover, 2.
y rim Mry Emsle Hyde Gejnne, at theland the entire body will | recover sta VA
tod, they h@ped
. two presohers) It wae on the morning of Baturday, | ORF uf 06 years, Writes to the propria: Phealtl and etrengcy Patne’s Crtery
Up to January }ith, of thie year, that the tord of Palnwa Celery Cher preted : lee paund ie nature’ food fot the
job Karthly Joy,”"} peoble of thie community were atartied “fran recommend Maine'a Celery | terves
Ahal) We Mert by the report of a horrible crime com- ' ; : saeniane steaaiadinimniemeitil NTE
we?) Durtog the} Mitled un @ young married woman, At 4 horn } ty f ‘ pi
i acdeuemed,_ frat. the shocking detalia could hardly of Bay Oey bp sthbaad as ighvor ‘ bevel ie rth qt about half-prep righ! o'steeR Be
beheld 128 tal fae i ine en LA Te ER cate ae Ghats chleaie ewaring ihe description of her nasaall-} Sundvy Inorning in the premence of an
4 unmoved, only} be credited, but an the day adVaNTOT ane wha could kiow — about ner tors} dromener—crowe- thet etartess out to.
«w the ceremony, and every item of the awful story Was) pnand's hablés and che atrangement of} chase che pully negro Their work
this service, the confirmed, excitement grew apiece AMET yy yoreiiines, ta which she reaponded: | however, Jed te to definite conclusion,
and stood in the fecling became intense, Persons gAUN- | ONoObody untraw IC be che colored Jan- nod contributed tno nu way to the iden.
the farewell ered un atreet corners and Wi their} qeor at the wcagot across (he street.’ } (iMeation of Himainbotham.
nother, The old / ge and places of busines to Mecuts| ghe was asked if she suapectod the Arn vorious ramora were met afluat ox.
« about hia neck| fre matter, and everywhere there Was! jnnjtor and indicated that she did, but} eltcmene grew correspondingly Intense,
iting bim .good- manifested the strongest determinatton | waa unwilling Co make the speciflel At one Fime It wan reported that the
her embrace for to bring the guilty man to speedy Jus-| charge unless the man wae brought bee | bloadhoumis had prac ked HHigmine
kissed -her, ~ Ht tice. ‘ : fore her, Bhe waa poxwitive of her obtiity | hothanr to Che back door of hin home,
ring the meeting Mr. and Mre, Ralph Webber ved (Nl ¢g juentifty the ctlprit: for, notwith-| and ¢oward night te wan maid that the
« prisoner evine- \
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4
a aman but comfortable frame hous4! gianding the shades were drawn, it was! prinaner had eonfessed, These rego
eyes filled andj on Monroe strect, Just opposite the) yeht enough to enable her to ae her | led ta exeited Adecuraton end dee 4
» relaxed to some Fieyd echool building, amt-they Had) angatlant's face. Evidently the hrutefo'elock a jJarte crowd tongremated In
doubt have re | many nelghbors whose homes were in| povtized. this, conseqnently resorted Col front of tha jatl. It was pramothy dl. '
but a pair of] the finmediate vicinity, Mr. Webber §8) murder ¢(o escape puntahment for his| parand by order of the MRfor, but Ine
rints prevented it, manager of one of the departments off awful crime. ter, and “at Intervals durtng the ni he
dealred ‘to make| the Lynchburg Cotton Mill, and on the The A t revanembled af vartoue pointe, tt t
ne declined, gay-| morning in question at half-past atx @ Arres | ening at one tim to stare Ske esate
ng to report this o'clock he started ~ out for- his day's : police learned of the atatement) et ire and forcibly etaante the jatt Th
4 pesymed his|.work, Hhordy after he had taken hisl-mads by Mra. Webber, and theyoulee | patios, however managed mnattocn with
pipe. The negro departure Sirs. Webber became alarm- Ivarned that Mina Mildfed Cabesi. who Huet determination and commnendahl
6 and he was|ed at a strange noise which she heard] resides on Taylor atreet, had am «a Neatertty ‘Asing wathing to inflame cps |
4 and io took at| coming from the front porch ,and think-} negro of (he same description leap tbe! antrit and everything ty aanert ‘Ne a
r have dreamed| ing that some one was trying to break, fence in rear of (th Webber hon on} ¢horily of law. w
the awful crime} into the house, she ran out through the! the morning of the crime. Officer Hr ;
it Ald he seem to| hallway and back door and acroms the! vey was on duty that day, and while The Evidences of Gnilt
of the doom that} back porch and yard to the house of wl atanding at the corner of Main and
t \ neighbor, Mra. W. T. Hurton, where she; Twelfth streets, he began atinking lt was determined early in the even.
rereoat and war remained unill day wan further advanc-| carefully of various suspictloun cireume ing at a& vonfurence of the authorities
« had) on during} ed, when she returned to her home.| stances that palnted bo tha guilt of Jo.} (? have the prisoner Identitted if por}.
‘ae, no change of| She entered the back porch and entered | neph Higainboqhamn, @ young neg wha! bie, and send him out of town.
‘muelly, the’ crim-< the emall passage way .eading from| fer two years bad been the Janttor of It wan decided to bring Mra, Mildred
austere shirt and the front door to the rear On the right! the.Kloyd echoolhause. ofiicer Harvey | Cabell, who raw the negro escaping, to
am died with the] of the froné entrance in dhe doorway | thet night made the arrest, - (ie Jail to aacertain if he could iden-
‘vercoat wae re-| Jeading to Mrs. Webber's chamber. Mra, The arrest of Higginbotham nceurred | lity) him, This wan done stout &
ted for the gal«| Webber on reaching this point shoved} early Baturday night, but it dd tot be- o'clock at night. Mies Cabell had lockad™
the door open and started ¢o enter her| came generally known until Runday, | directly in the negro’s face an he pasted
®, short. | room. Bhe had taken only a step or tol and even ‘then the public wae not ron her ard had ween Hin leap the fenea,
hie cell,| when @ negro man aprang from behind| vinved Ghat the rigbe man had heen} When confronted by Higeinbotham at
wet the W to althe doort and seized her around = the eauaht, Hurricane Branch snd hie; the fall ahe unhesttatingly anid: “That's
e
Webber} waist, bore her ¢9 the bed in one corner! bloodhounds were tolograpbed for, and the man; only be hat on a cap when I
they hurried here on Saturday night's | #8 him.” Higginbotham made no de-
of the crime, he] of the room, and there proceeded ¢o
th atrest to Tay-| work his dastardly purpose. train, arriving atan early hour sunday | ofal, bur hing his head. Misa Cebell
road to Hitkson's| . Mrs. Webber had never seen the mani morning The dora were out an tre (Continued on Sixth Pegs.
1 ahd came ‘back! before, He was @ limit mulatto, slisnly | om aroe pment ap ananrns pees e a obo corer
in He wald with) built, and apparently Mm well!” ee Sas ow a
4d mot ge se the: ycars of age, As he grabbed Mra. Web- lakiatial : ore * ’ oun
y. Sees Ue ber he told her chat (f she uttered a DIES (i ‘ ( LLOWS
; oh avund that he would kill her Despite ei } ,
ition his threats. Mra Webber iried again and * : ; ; id j
mast eight o'clock, {| agtin to ered, bittemnder the eroel é Bs ee
yt tv Higginboth-| pressure of the negro's fingers, her ris {Centianel frees Witt Poor}
thatthe time war| Volce @ank ta @ whisper.
‘ma on one aide, The Attempt at Marder
her and the (wo
wing close at tos Afier accomplishing bia purposs, the
. Geath-teap Waa} negro dragged Mis. Webber to thé Moor,
face never chang: aod placing bla knee on her head, drew
coe steps, he atood| a knife and slashed at her thront two
Sergeant Johnson! or three dimes. ‘The firse blow waa not
rdop. of the court! effective, the point of the knife only
» if he wished it} penetrating the akin nt one or two
The sergeant} places. Tie recond blow, however, mide
however athat the} an ugly gash, five inches long, teadhing
vad bo hung by| from the muscles on the right of Che
a dead, throat to the muscias on the left. ‘The
olnloned and hia| jugular velo was pur tured, [hn addition
hed behind him,} Mrs. Webber waa badly bruised on’the
a few verses from right temple just at one siie of the eye.
RATT Rae The ends of her fingers were also badly
n adjusted around) cut, these wounds having resulted from
eet were tled with; her struggles to grasp the nands of her
Tyrfell waa tell- | asaailant.
ie téeotrust in the Thinking that he had Killed = =Mres.
ous; worda which} Webber and thua allenced her forever,
hv effect.s When! the negro left ¢he house, running
ning to aay, he ré-| through the back. door ‘and down
‘Sygheeae through the garden, where he leaped
ime has come for) over @ fence and fleld towards the ine
‘m@of thich Tam of the Southern railroad, Hin. tracks
riblé- crime and I’m} could be followed a short distante,
all my eins, Men As noon as she ‘was left alone, Mrs.
~ Bute te teed that] Webber got to her feet and dragsed
ate lil, be: saved,| horself to the front window and climb-
Sphamewinert me erieaicieeenste oe (yt <tairanrtnrien dpe rang oneness AES sarees
The next pitew of evitener eeored }
forged the shain of Circams anes tisits |
by fink, Der, Lite went to the Jatt et 9}
ocloc’ a4 acraped the Onger aatin at!
Bligginbetham . around and unter eneat
overlapping skia. The examination vf |
the ager nall parings shawed plainty |
the presence of dried corpurctes of}
blood.
bun thas the net-work of circurm-
stances grew tinhter = and atabiee
around wpe accused man in a cell of the
jal; and yet he w id give no ulter-
ance that could be taken to indicate his
guilt. ;
lt wan quickly resolved to get the
accused man aut of town. A closed Cat.
riage WAS procured, and, with the mi}-
{tary petroliing the streets about the
jail, keeping intruders at @ consider.
hile distance, Higginbotham was taken
aut of the Ninth sirect entrance of (he
' Jait qo the carriage held = im wattingy
The driver was given instructions to |
Inga no time, and the vehicle moved
ewiftly through the streets beyond the |
corporation Jimits ta the direction of
Forest depot, whence he was taken on
the train to Roanoke the next day,
Higseinbotham remained in Roanoke |
untsl the night of Wednesday, January |
{
i
| hed no particle of doubt ‘ae to ihe mar!
for Orn ee ed out ta the porch and thence through
un 18th vers*| the front gate, along the fence to the zznd, when he was brought back to
a abu, “For| gate of the yard of her neighbor, Mm! Lynchburg for trial mext day under |
rh mat he gavel R. B. Wood, Her strength was grad- «iard of the soldiers, Mre. Webber tn}
the meantime had identified the pris-
nm, that’ Whosoever | unlly being exhaunted, for the blood
uld not perish, bur) was pouring from her neck in @ great
“ont was obliged| stream, and despite her effurta she
liev, Downing, could only. utter a feeble. sound. It wan
» ten drawn down) @ pitiful struggle, and every step aehe
14e-on the brink] took “was marked by blood, even the
vtham In a elear| fence ralls and the aides of the doors
ea being stained with great red
eb
oner in Roanoke», The trial cook
pluce on Thuraday, January 23rd, in the
Corporation Court, Judge Chriatian
preatding, and wes heard by a apectal
, fry brought here frovy Danville. Hle-
“ginbothamn pleaded guilty, and in ace |
; cordance therewith the Judge rencenced |
Higginbotham 40° be hanged on Feb-
ruary 24th, at sometime between sun-
rise and sunset
Higginbotham waa thea taken back
. a y ml wawet Phere cher eth Berne
ber managed to reach the
Mra: Wool's home, tut at
ercmrength rave out and
: eyiste tet isi ¢ tinw
ehee
gs hie "
se Wes «4 eho €4ke ox
NEIGHBOKHOOD NOTES.
Mre. J. W. Warren is visitiog
TV ftriends in Berlio. ; aaa ;
- Walter Smitb, of New Chureb, has
opened a grocery store here.
Mi N.S. Smith left Inst “week* to
accept s situation 19 Wilmington,
Mrs. Ida M; Jones and children, of
, Townshead, Del.. are visitiog their
————= | mother, Mrs. J. B. Matthews.
~ Ourechools are in & flourishing
condition. The number in attend
ence at all of them is over 500.
Sea fishing, good sport and profita-
ble too this week. Many are enjoy-
ing ( the “fun. of catching § and.1¢
pound trouts. * ; me
Mr. J. T. Rowley isin New York
this week, looking after business in-
tereets. Mr. BE. Dave Winder is in
Philadelphia. . Ee =
readers. Read it. te 2 peor ng Ney a ee
ia He :. rs au msin large quantities.
: cates sent out dally tolphe price of the latter is very satis-
ra tu arrears and those who | (, tory to them Pty Py :
Bot pald as will please let us e
from thew, if they wish the pa-
tinued to them. «° :
“personal property,; and real
of “James Gray,” deceased,
soonnessi3s, will be sold. at
* auction on: the premises, by
sire of the decedent on Satar-
Pecember let.
x) BL Derby bas opened a gen-
arance office at Accomac Cc
900.
URDAY, NOVEMBER 3, 1
W. Bpudsws. Editor and Owner,
;
LOCAL NEWS.
stion day, Tuesday, November
advertisement of W. 8. Dickio-
Bon, Pocomoke City, In this
tpsrita the attention of many
Hon. N. B. Wescott will get a flat-
tering reception when he speaks here
on Saturday. The Town Hall «will
be filled to overflowing. be
Ata meeting at Union : Baptist
Church last. week Rev. D. P. Sander-
lin ‘was continued as pastor of that
church by the vote of a Jarge majori-
ty of the members. i
The principal of our achools ¢&
presenting the Northwestern | pects 4 large attendance at the meet-
at Life Insarance Co., of Mil- ing of the ‘Teachers League” here
«, The Caledouian Fire In- on Thanksgiving day. Very many
ne Co. ot “Scotland, and The} >ave already written to him that
en's Insurance Oo, of Balti-| they would “be present and it is the
desire of our people to have all. the
te achers of the county with us. Big
preparations are being made for the
occasion andthe people here will
open their doors to the edacational
body and give it a hearty welcome.
Hon. W: A: Jones and Dr. J. E-
Hudeou, of Richmond,
a conducting a series of
Red Baok Chureb
from fifty to six-
one baving been converted.
five were baptized at Red
tuesday. The meeting is atill
* b orrens.-— Light,
alter Mapry special. commis-
, wilt sell by: padile auction tarnished by our band added mach
Ray, Nowvewber § at Saxis Island |, the interest of the oecasion.. The
ax patate of Which: William FP.) Gall was filled to overflowing. Oar
died aiezed and possessed,con. people seem to be thoroaghly atoased
one balf Bere, more oF less./+, the importance of this elestion
on Baxes Island! For ful!) .44 9 good report may bé expected
lalars see posters. from us next Taesday. Our registrar
gow Of $525 1S was stolen from | reports an increase of 50 voters.
pf Mro E °C, Payne, pro-
the botelat New. Chareb
j .. Mr.
bee
¥ wervices at
rand success,
the Town Hall, Satarday night, and
aroused much enthusiasm for the
Artivals at Atlantic Motel this
Op pareday of iaat week. The week: DJ. Whealtoo, Rolly Moore,
a Phiiadeiphia: S. Wheatmore Baiti-
ho took it, it is supposed, had ’
co fi the lock of the desk in more; F. R. Clark, John Tuttle, H.
te was kept DY him. No elue | Gosman, Wilmington, ®. G, W. Gibbs,
5. perpetrator of the theft had Detroit, Mich.; W. P. Selby Stock-
Htaiped Or arrest had’ been | K. Truitt, Saow Hill; J. &, Deri,
vepording £0 our latest advices. ekeou, Berlin; Jase A. Stevens Jri,
: Easton; Jos. Stevenson, Deals Island;
warvey of the oyster grounds, T. Short and wife and 8. Pierce
hes Deen golng on ander the|*
on of the Board of Fisheries,
ep suspended forthe wiater.
J i _ ec
shiugton; Jos. 8. Buatiog, EB FP,
M4 jlsoa, Capt. J, Barch, Thos Pet?
tit, D0. M. Jones Aeccomac. d
a eae
ue 8
;
ie
E
very much iriproved in health. '
Derickson made telling spéeches at’
Democratic ticket. First class mitsic_
i
wife, Milford; Hon, W.-A. Jones, |
Ok ee %
Ae Ra I <
3
Mra! W/K. Read of late aick,(s now
“Oar boys with their be «le hood:
ara Siding mach sport to the anaoy~
ance of our, “id mada. 4 5 4
“Mr. and M itiam Adams ‘left
on Tuesda ¢ for northern eities
for the beawit of his wite’s health.
Dr. Joho Hoffman is expecting to
move soon in bis new officeat Keller:
He stands second te none in his pro-
fexsion.- sf 8 a Liga
‘The fishing steamer,” Phillips, 1s
laid up for the season, bat the Daisy
is stil plunging the deep. searching
for riches. * peu SERIES. Ag
Capt. Wiliam
K. Read is erecting
beautiful dwelling here which, he
wilt occupy anotber year,and we ‘will
welcome him back to his old home.
© Mr. Charles Joynes, a. prosperous
merchant, of Bobtown, and : Miss
Winnie Ross, a very popular and
attractive young lady, daughter of
Mr. T.. B. Ross, of this place, were
‘married Wednesday, October Siet,. 6
p.'m., ab the bride’s home.’ Promptly
at the appointed hour the bride, at-
tended by her tpaid of bovdor, and
the groom, leaning on the arm of his
best man, entered the parlor, aod
under a beantifal arch of chrysan-.
themums, took the vows which made
them one. The ceremony was bean-
tifully and impressively performed
by Rev. H. W. Gregory. The bride
wore a handsome gray broadelcth
trimmed in white satin, with gloves
and hat to match, and carried bride's
roses in het hand. The groom wore
a conventional black. The atten-
dants were Miss Jennie Ross, sister
‘of the bride, maia of honor, and Mr.
John Shrieves, best man, with rela~
tives and friends as other attendants.
After the ceremony the groom and
his bride, with the beat wishes of 8
host of sincere friends, left tor the
groom's residence, where & reception
awaited them all. 4
pipet pment RT
cnarch Notes.
Rev. R A. Robinson, on account of
sickness, will not preach either at
Belle Haven .or. Wachapreague on
Sunday, November 4th. are
Rev. L. B. Kirby will preach at
i Broadway Baptist Church tia. m:
Sunday, November 4th, pad at Hol-
lies Baptist‘Charch, $ p. m. *“Sunday-
There will be an entertainment at
Reads Wharfjnext Wednesday night,
| Tth inst., for the benefit of the Belle
| Haven’ Presbyterian church. . Ad-
mission, incloding retredhments, 20
,cents, 7: ‘
ag -yevival’ meeting, which com-
‘ meneed at Drammondtews Baptist
chureb, Sanday, still continues. and
able’ and convincing sermons: are
being preached every morning aud
nfght by Dr. A. EB. Owen, of Berkely.
To date there have been two conver-
sions... he oats
Syste een eee
*
B-morraty: Speakivg.
SF ane FPR A LE
ees a Ree SAM x. ries
Virginia Clayton a little girl, 23
old, in a woods near Parksley :
18th of last October, =
The case was calle at 12 He
and submitted to the jury empauell
ed to try him at 4p. m.,. e
Their verdict was rendered in:
30 minutes efter: the evidence
been concluded. ‘and.
for which he had bee
must pay the bighest penalty knows
to the law for his crime. |) 02
His guilt wee proven beyond ail
doubt ax shown by the evidence aub-
mitted below: Virginia ‘Claytop,the }
Hitile girl assaulted by hiw, testified
that on her way home from school on
the 19th of October; that she had
*
for
week
Geo ;
andi
ehild:
about
were
been attacked by him and gave in| that ¢
detail the acts of violence done. by
him in tearing her clothes off of: her
“Mr
and otherwise, in his efforts to-erimis {
nally asadalt her, ‘She described his
appearance on the day of the assault
ert
changed his clothes whether or not
he was the ¢amé man, but. believed
he wae. F et
Mrs. Sterling,the little child's aun
and with whom she had her hone,
dascribed the child’s clothes on leay
ing and returning home, corroborate
ing In every respect, the evidence of
the childdn that particular, © 90.
Mies Mason and Mr, Artbar Van
Demat identified the’ prisoner a8 the
gaine Man that they had seen on the
isth of October, and said that, the
poota and shirt in evidence before th
4 court and whieh» the ~ prisoner,
knowledged belonged ‘to him, 3
the same which were worn by him on
the day that he attempted to commit
the crime. j : ae
Mr. Gabe Evans alco eaw the man
wearing dark shirt, chequed clothes
and with gum boots on his arm, the
name as were in hia opinion, produced
in court, oe a ;
Fred Gunter, colored, also, saw.
man on the 19th, whose description
corresponded with that of the pris- |
oner. aes
Two colored women, Rachel: and
Jendle Custis, also saw a man on the’
18th, about the aize of the prisoner,
who seemed to be scared to death;
with gam boote on his arm and wear’
ing dark shirt and sheqne Clothes, ©
Mr. Doogias Wilkine, who arrest
him, testified as to difference of state-
Pang
cond
the 5
leavi
abou
last
ripe
grou
Surv
stitu
geet
mz “/02 Pamontac odes
4 Fi a is ia See ee) |
i
est cube ¢ over caren to
jJattend Derhoeratle meeting off this
Tarls. formerly of
r tae: now of Berkeley, spent
tweek at his old home.
on. W. A: Jones will address the
ters of thie place next Tuesday
bt and with few exceptions all will
tefor him. All are home from
toes river, whither they yard early
the oyster season. ‘
here are a plenty of young oysters
our rocks and the way to protect
#™ and give them time to grow is
Ww engaging the attention ‘of our
ople.: A voluntary organization of
Or more detectives, to report viola-
bins of the mae Js talked oF and may
#xpected. Jee:
Two of our young men brought ex
@pine from the James river, with
phoid fever, have died of the dis-
«+ R. Lee Young died Sunday
ht, 14th Inst. and Uolumbus Lin-
m Gled early in the month, Both
them were worthy young nien and
meistent members of the M.: E.
march, South, of this bagel eM
Kod 25 years.
a cane eer
# Cnabertie,
Two new buildings s are —— erect=
| im village.
Poles are being put io So to ex-
nid telepbonue line to Evans part
ad Dr, Loffland’s residence.
4 F, . Drummond had the mis-
lune to break his arm while hand-
i @ barrel of molasses last Satur-
.
Mr. ‘Qewald F. Custis expects to be
champion hog raiser this year in
a @ eounty.- He has one, competent
| aoe claim, will welgh 900 poands
this time.
Senator LeCato and Prof. @. G.
pynes addressed voters of this place
ils; last Tuesday night. You may ex-
ect to hear a good report! from Cash-
ile on November 6.
Rainy weather prevented some of
fr people attending the great Bryan
moastration last Wednesday. Those
Eo braved the stormand went. re-
rt being delighted with the speech
t Mr. Bryas and are proud of the
pportanity to cast their vote for him
November 6.
Just Fecaived & . fall tine of Nelson’ 4
oe stioes, at $5.50, $4.00 and $4.50 io
.o, Diack and enamel leather to suit
L B.S, Ashby & Co.
x
Inland were st Salisbury und Berlio
Wednesday despite the inclement
weather. Our brass band escorted
them thither and rendered choice
selections in honor of our next Preai-
dent. is os Pie aa?
Arrivals at Atlantic Hotel this
week: C. E. Byrd, J. G. Minson, J-
O. Hoskios, Baltimore; BR. F. Powell,
F.C. Hanna, J. W. Field, R- E-
Docey, Philadelphia; BH. H- Davis, N.
Y¥.; 8. A. Freeman, G. P. Prier, Bos-
ton; J. L. Osmon, Oxford, Pa.; 8. L.
MeKee, Snow Hill; W. J. Whaley,
Berlin; Chas. Prettyman and wife,
Milford; Johan Otwell,’ B, L. West,
Capt. B. 8 Rieh, Capt. Wm.. Mar-
shall, Joho Jones, Benjamio ‘Beott,
Dr. T. T. Taylor, Accomac.
Mencerown:
The prevalence of whooping cough
makes the attendance of our schools
somewhat smaller than usual.
Miss Addie Shrieves has returned
from a visit to friends at Frostburg,
Md. She was ateompanied by Miss
Hickman, of Baltimore.
There is protracted service at Blox-
om M. E. Church South, ¢onducted
by Revs. Giiland Whitmore. Much
interest is manifest, and the attend-
ance is large.
' Protracted carvan’ will begin at
Modestown Baptist Charch the is,
Sunday of November. Rev. Walter
Rhodes will probably be assisted by
Dr. Wickers of Baltimore,
A revival has just closed at Mapps-
ville Baptist Church. Rev. King was
assisted by Rev. Kirby of Parksley
There were many conversions, and
the church seems greatly revived.
Oniley.
Mrs. Maggie Finney has returned
from a visit to friends in Baltimore.
f Mr. Loan, of Plymouth, N. C.,made
& basinesé trip to ourtown this week
Over 2,000 barrels of sweet potatoes
have been stored in potato house of
Mr. E. J. Winder,
Seven of our citizens went to Balie-
bury, Wednesday, to hear and see
ion. W. J. Bryan, our next Preei-
dent. :
A meeting of the W. C. T. U. will
be held in Baptist Sunday school
room, néxt Tuesday afternoon, 2:30
o'clock, and the attendance of all the
, members is tee gersete
= HOLDEN, John, black, changed: at Accomac, Virginia, on 12-21-1900,
+
throughout the “county. A. step in
that direction will be soon, s copyen-
tion of delegates from ali the Sanday
schools in the county. .
The meeting at the Baptist Chateb
Sunday morning was an interesting
one, and could not have been other-
wise to those who would promote
=F gamnael Bloxoni et ‘ale
Bloxom’s adaif-_et als
firming apecial commissioner's
of Avgust 8, 100) 4
Hattie Cowling Bogers et als ve‘ to
John Randall Rogers, infant. Decree}s)
confirming special commissionet’s » edt
the love and charity which ought to! report and Se rited —— from dock
prevail among the terns: hee 4
' Attompted criapseat hime :
A little girl, less than 12. years old,
niece of Mr. James H, Sterling, was
attacked on the public road ina few
hundred yards of Parksley and
dragged into the woods, while om he,
way home from school on Thursday
of last week by a negro named John
Holden. Her cries fortunately . were
heard by a colored man, Frank Bows
den, who went to her rescue and pre-
vented the assault intended apon her,
The negro, though unknown af the
time, was arrested Friday on. the
description given of him by the little
girl and Bowden, and afterwards rec”
ognized and identified by both of
them when bronght into their pres.
ence. ‘The villainous crime naturally
excited the indignation ofevery one
n the community and threats of
lynching were not only indulged ‘to
bat would probably have been sar=
Fied out before this thme bat for the
prompt steps of Judge Rose to. | pte-
veat it, by ordering the sheriff of the
county to take him to’ Hampton jail
for safe-keeping until the er jary
meets.
Holden and another negro, Stran
Fosyue, charged with murder, were
jodged in said jail Saturday by the
sherif and his deputy. :
Notice te Teachers. . - :
All teachera and trustees who ex:
pect to attend the Accomac Teacher
League, which meete on Thanksgiving
at Chincoteague, will please notify
me as early aa possible.
Geo. White Gittespie._
Chincoteague, Va.
Write to us for estimates on doors,
aash, blinds, stair-raile and all other
kinda of building material, hardware.
paints, &«. Stock large, prices low.
Mr. R.D. L: Fletcher will be at Ac
comat ©. H., the first day of ¢very
Gounty Court, to receive sedans for
the firm.
; Cape GCharies Ice & Lambert Co.
j ust received, cargo of flooring aod
ceiling.
. Martin & Mason,
_ Building and Supply Co. ©
: Harbortos, Ya
Elisabeth F. Bey
Alfred H. Ames
confirming report of 8. T- Ross comm
missioner in chancery: ‘
William H, Budd etals ve.
| from docket. ” Sin
Samuel K. Dennis va.” Lae D..
Pitts et als. Decree, confirming s
port of commissioner in’ chan
and for sale at private ecoutract.
A. 8, West, jadgment creditor who},
gues &c. vs. John Major, et ux. Des}
cree referring cause to commissionef,
in chancery, ;
John E. Roberts and ‘wife va. w
ter A. Beloate and others. Dec
confirming report of L- Floyd No os
special commissioner,and appoint!
Jno. W. Martin, receiver &e,
Wm. J. Duncan, who sues &e.
F. O. Boone's admr. &e.:; Deeree
firming commissioner's report. ©
‘Travis A. Crockett, jadgment
ditor, who sues &e. © vs.
Crockett’s admr, &t als. Decree é
firming report of 8. T. Ross. comr
who sues &, vs. Jas. B. Marshall. De
ree referring cause to Legere ge :
-jin chancery.
Elizabeth M. Wallop ve. “Thos. Ply
Evaus et als. Decree adjudging
Elizabeth M. Wallop to be one haif}
ownerin certain. “oyster: plane nie
grounds.
Nouh 0. Meare ined other ok Geanee
W. Richardson et ux eb als. Decree
authorizing special commissioner to
withdraw bond of purchaser and cot: |
lect same, for payment of costs and.
distribution of proceeds, and’ fai
withdrawal of part of fends : from
back. . :
Susan EB. Drummond et ela vs. Ed=
mund B. Parker et al.» Deeres ris!
firming reports of 5. T. Ross,
missioner in chance: and L Floy
Noek, special ou er, Fespes-
tively, for payment of cots and ats
torney’s © fee; funeral expenses of
Susan E . Drummond and for distek
bation.
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itz die t 862
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a
ps
TA
Tinanasle L 9
argued much enibasiasin ‘tor the
Democratic ticket. Firet class music
faraished by our band added mach
to the interest of the oecasion. The
Hall was filled to overtiswing Cur
11/3/00
Walter Mapp, special commis-
t, Wil sell by ‘public anction
day, November 6 at Saxis Island
eal estate of which William F.
in died siezed and Possessed, con.
| sickness, wilt not preach either atj 18th of Octo ber, and said tne
| Belle Haven or Wachapreague on| boots and shirt in evidence before the
court and which the’ p
Sanday, November 4th. fl
Rev. L. B. Kirby will preach at
people seem to be thoroagh!y aroused | m1 ais Woteota Mee rates Tm
to the importance of this eleztion | 92%" 6
and a good report may be expected lies Baptist Church, 8 p. m.° Sanday.
from us next Tuesday. Our registrar}! There will be an entertainment at
Dg oue-balf acre, more or less.
tedon Saxes Island. For full
sulars see posters: wearing dark shirt, chequed clothes tion
* um of $525 18 was atolen from
jek of Mr. EG. Payne, pro-
or of the botelat New Chareb
om, Thursday of last week. The
who took it, it ie supposed, had
¥ to At the lock of the desk fn
& At wan kept by him. No eine
he perpetrator of the theft had
obtained or. arrest had. been
Seeording to our latest advices.
reports ao increase of 50 voters.
Arrivals at Atlantic Hotel this
week: D. J. Whealton, Rolly Moore,
Philadelphia: 8. Wheatmore, Balti-.
more; F. R. Clark, John’ Tattle, H.
Detroit, Mich; W. P. Selby, Stock-
ton; HK. Truitt, Saow Hill; J. €. Dert-
ekson, Bertin; Jas. A. Stevens dr.
Easton; Jos, Stevenson, Daals Tsland;
© survey of the oyster grounds, VAT. Snort and wife aad 8.. Pierce
Gosmao, Wilmington: F. G. W. Gibba, |
Reads Wharf,next Wednesday night,
7th inst., for the benefit of the Belle
Haven Presbyterian church. Ad-
mission, including retreshmente, 25
cents, . 4 tad
A revival meeting, ‘whieh com.
menced at Drommondtown Baptist
church, Sunday, etill continties. and
able and convincing sermons are
being preached every morning and
night by Dr. A. E. Owen, of Berkely.
4nd with gum boots on his arm, the} ®PP
same as were in his opinion, produced eal
in eourt. £ : ee ,
Fred Gunter, colored, also saw: a | l€¢4
man on the 18th, whose description} ¥ 2°
corresponded with that of the. pcis~ vapid
oner, 7 ech SP eee ae wae
Two colored women, Rachel and |*ttt®
Jeanie Custir, also zaw a man on the “7
18th, about the size of the prisoner;|@4 ®
who seemed to be scared to death? as
argl wife, Milford; Hon. W. A. Jones, j To date there have been two conver-
h has been xoing on under the ;
shiugton; Jos. 8. Banting, LF, | sions.
tion of the Buard of Fisheries,
med to agree.
Seted to tix the term of imprison-
aa i the sawe land which was’ de-
ilsoa,Capt. J. Barch, Thos Pet*
tho. M. Jones Accomac. ;
pan BA As Lt
Mappurvitic,
Mr. Wu. Petitt’s
completion... r
Mr. Jno. P, Barnes has built a large
dwelling on his seaside farm ‘s
’ Mr, Wm. Walsh has fast returned
from a short visit to New York.
Mrs. Oliver Baker, who has been
quite sick for some weeks past, is now
slowly improving to the delight of
her many friends. © ~~
Oar Graded School has now an en-
roliment of 63 pupils. The pupils
on ‘roll. of honor for this month
are Bertha V. Smith and Maggie
Walsb.. : ;
Miss Mande Rayfield ‘has gone to
North Carolina, where her sister,
Mrs. W. J. Hogan is in the millinery
basiness. Miss Rayfield will assist in
the work. ;
een suspended for the wiater.
*Orves of the grounds in two or
counties has béen pretty well
pleted. The result of this work
RA foished will it is insisted, be to
ty Jocrease the revenues of the
™OnWwWealth from the oyster
ting industry, a
@ Jury, in the ease of Jerry Bar-
tried at the term “ot the ‘eoart,
week, for the theft of a large
@f money of the Baltimore,Ches-
ke and Atlantic Railway Co.,
Nine cf them. were
ME verdict of three years in the
temtiary aud three of them
J.
ti
i
house fa nearing
®t two years. The ‘case of
G Fosque, indicted for murder
Postponed until the next term
© court. e
bo A. Bundick, attorney-in-fact,
H at pablic auction on Sature
November 3d next, at Mapps-
» three tracts of land sitaated on
oad frou Nelsonia to Mapps-
, ®ach eootaining a fraction more
61, 46 and 2 acres respectively,
Revival services are being held at
Bethel Baptist Church. The pastor,
Rev. J. L. King, is being assisted in
the work by. Rev, Mr, Mitchell, of
Portsmouth, Va.
Our town is quite largely represent-
ed in northera cities this week. Mrs.
Wai. Walsh, Mrs. C.F, Bloxom and
Mrs. Jas. AH. Smith are in New York;
Mrs. 8. J. Rayiield and Mra. Geo. W.
Colona are in Baltimore; Mrs. ‘David
D. Abbott and little grand daughter
Sre in Washington,
1 by Thomas Hickman to Annie
Jundick, with renmioder to her
fren in: fee. A'‘T of the fand is
Mtimbered and convenient to
sheer, schools and raflroad. For
particulars see posters.
unique entertainment will bé
mo at Lilliston Hall, Aceomac @.
oy the ladies of Drammondtown
tieat Charch, Friday afternoon
evening, November Sth. A wed-
will come off there on that occax
between Mr, Midgett and Mis
e, with sli the features ofa
foe wedding, in handsome cos-
-g, waiters, marches, ebureh dec,
ons, wedding cake &. The only
i¢ipants will be little children
juvitations will be out soon.
sp opartioulars later. . Proceeds
sath School. ;
Ouley.
Miss Carrie Beloate and Mrs. Lillie
Kelly are visitiog friends in Phila-
delphia this week.
To date 5,000 bar-els of sweets have
been stored in ‘the potato honse of
Mr. E. J. Winder at this place.
Mr. S. 8, Sadler, of Princess Anne,
bought potatoes fo ear toad lots, at
our station this week, for the north-
eta markets, : :
Captain William McMath,a worthy
Parwers’ Institate we are advised
fon. 8. Wiikins Matthews, will be!
at Aceowac ©. H., November
, t6 be conducted by Mr. G. W.
ver, Comtuinsfover of Agricaltare|®"! €00d citizen, died at the home:
; of his nephew Mr. A. J Meath
ing The +“ will - ’ * ’
regina. he eting ill eon i M ur
Mr. A. W. Mears, of Baltimore, was
Ween, Hot only by Mr. Koinerjin our town ‘on ist inst , visiting
yeother promiuevt men of the | friends aod looking after the bual-
try, Ou fertilizers, how to grow | ness of his firm.
hogs!
early in the day and lectures
ve delivered both morsing and
ea, potatovn,
Demorratic Speaking. |
The following eppointments are
uthorized by Dr. John W. Bowdoin,
‘eoanty chairman:
> Dr. Geo. W, LeCato.
- Chincoteague—Saturday night, No-
vember 3d, 7 o'clock. Oe aie, oy
@. Walter Mapp ‘and Prof. @. @-
: WS Say oh 4 Joynes.. ; rN
«< New Church—Saturday afternoon
Nevember 3d, 2:30 o'clock.’
Greenbackville—Saturday
November 3d. 7:30 o'clock. «
Jno. R. Rew and Bea T. Gunter.
Parksley—Satarday afternoon, No-
vember 3d. - .
@ Middletons Store—Saturday nights
November 3d, 7:30 o’eloek.
@. Walter Mapp.
Saxes—Monday night, November,
5, 7:30 o’elock.
night,
Married
TAYLOR—Parsons—October, 24th,
1900, at Atlantic, by Rey. E.8. Fooks,
Edward Thomas Taylor and Miss
Bertie Lee Parsons.
Mgars—Saj, uf October 25th,
1900 at Wacha gue, by Rev. R. A,
Robinson, Jom T. Meare and Miss
Annie Augustipe Savage.
ASHBXY—KiLLMON— Uctober 9th,
1900, at Belle Haven, by Rev. A. A,
Whitmore, Samuel B. Ashby and Mies
Mattie W. Killmon.
WATERFIELD.ConquEst—October
18th,1900,at Temperanceville, by Rey.
J. E. Potts, John J. Waterfield and
Miss Cl audia D. Conquest.
Eastern Shore Prodace Exchange.
A meeting of the Hallwood | divi-
sion of the Eastern Shore Produce
Exchange will be held at Hallwood,
Satarday, November 10th,3 p.m. A
fall attendance of the members is ra~
quested, a6 all unfinished basiness of
the division should be settled upon
that day.
J. W. Taylor,
Direetor.
—
personal case of nevralgic grip.
Natice to Teuchera.
All teachers and trustees who ex-
Tagen he
1 Sirs “AE reece
NR Rd sutentthcing
pteuith te Y
General Inspector LeCato has noti-
fied Mr, Burton, General Manager,
that he is home this week nursing a
Mr. Douglas Wilkins, who arrested | "°F*
him, testified ae to difference of atate-| °°?
ments made as to his whereabouts | 2°F
on the 18th. es |eteal
The identification of Holden was{i#*®?
not only complete because of the aatds
testimony of the child to that eff gt,| Fe zee
bat because the description ot, the;*
clothes worn ‘by him 6n the day,
given by her and Frank Bowden who}
rescued her, were known to ba. thé
same by the other witnesses who saw
bis state-}!
ments. ay see Pee verti k
The verdict and sentence, so far as
we are advised,seems to have the ap-
proval of everyone. The prisoner
would probably have been lynebed
but for the prompt steps taken by
the Judge and Commonwealths Attor
ney to prevent it, but now that he
has had « speedy trial and will get | Were
the punishment he deserves, every-| Wit
one will agree that it was best for him | C8
to be tried and convicted by due {the 4
process of law. : ate US.) Bee
The jury which tried him was an| this Mey
excellent one and no one doubted |1e38
What the result would be after the|Oar
evidence had been submitted to them. | Mor
They met they just expectation of au |O¥e
outraged and incensed people and | 0Ur
discharged their duty promptly. mifj
The. prisoner fs. an old offender, |in p
He had attempted to criminally as- | ove
sault three others, before the attack | tect
was nade by him on the “little girl |‘ Tr
for which he is to be hung. thrd
the
MER 0 rn sonar wot the
Real Estate at Auction, ae
Leonard C. Mears and G. Walter Ha
Mapp, special commissioners, will sell nov
by public auction at Keller, Va.,on/the
Saturday, November 10th, between | ford
the h ours of 3 and § o’ciock p: m.,the | Por
valuable real estate situated near said | ac
station of which Mitebell Wellington all
West, Sr., died selzed and possessed. | fa)
Sald sale will be made in four parcels: | is {ee BB
containing by recent survey, “Lot lof 4 3
A,” 52, 39 a’s “Lot B.”’ 63, 48 a's, “Lot lan
C.” 58, 80 “Lot D,”) 10 a’s all four par-j vay
cels being improved by comfortable | yo
dwelling houses and out, buildings: | @y ,
Rarely is euch valuable properly of-|tinilon. ss
fered to the pablic. For terms of sale | hk
see posters. : id}
mites by
Write to us tor estimates on doors | ro
blinds. stair-rails and all o ra.
vty
i
uvenirs, The} ; » who ha: t Das aes { be te i rast inbing” _ j
of. Mr, ‘and pe Jobo T. ay," thi ; : pi feet omy side ae oe on m,that Dar, of
: es
Foy.” ” oegupled or f ferited. ‘out
under peasy, of a
| the extent,
_ MERCHANDISE—Th
i pleing take notics,if in ; Segal
gute hange for cash ‘or
i ce,
ee.8 Dene ‘Atlantic, nad
: fully sol their
ore, aud ‘solicits
ete the epeculs of. the
a in the sity,
of white] dairy; how to make the beet butter {of Bryaa in the me es oer eens
pe ¥ re
auction, on Wednesday, Novem-
aces with the least expense; beak eoubj- | thet of Hon. Wm. A-Jones ie 353. | ber uist todo on the teresa whine | a
.
alars : oteruie of nal 5 .
benrdint both at win s 7
[Peclooy d |
DOE & MEANS
; See MOU ccace coat on cones
hit HUBBARD? Jaks, Prisy.vania CH. VIRGINIA | 1-25-1870
B | AYNCHE UGG Va.
NAM
DOB OR AGE G
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CRIME DATE OTHER
MURDER 7-5-1870
VICTIM
JSosery E. Anderson
MOTIVE
— AOBBERY
SYNOPSIS
AGE
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RACE
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METHOD
BLUNGEON
Hubbard wis accomplice of John Jackson, (executed 1871), who togeties
robbed Hirt a Store of fhe victin at Spring burden. Ihcy originally
€d For Hnoching Wht? UritonStious. Dut When he revived Aad
Shouted wtter Paths as they were PFPA aie ae literally
ns hin to a puyg wits 4 rock and a billet of wood. The crime was
3 nS i a ted EE ne a 1F
porgion «ha ah» Som able Mele 5s Sepoicgy eal
About the deceased and tis ime’. Mubbard Cuenntually IL <i
APPEALS
LAST WORDS
EXECUTION
SOURCE
She Kithonnd Dixpatech NWWhO-/870 = 33
FRANK NEWTON OFFICE SUPPLY-DOTHAN
HUBBARD, Edward, black, hanged Houston, Halifex Co., VA, 11-1-1895
.
aS ath ECLA,
HANGING IN HALIFAX
ed
A KKRGRO MAN PAYS THE DRATIH
Nag PRVALTY.
2) wwe een
Hin Crime the Murder of Another
Negre-Hiatury of 1t—The Firat Exe
ecution in the Connty for Many
Years. \
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ROUTH ROSTON, VA., November 1.—
(Spectal.y—At 10:48 o'clock this morning,
at Houxton, the county ecut of this (hulle
fax) county, Bdward Hubbard (colored)
wan hanged for the murder of Isaac Cole
land, also colored,
Hubbard parsed a restless night und
ate a light breakfast, consisting “of |
oystera and a cap of coffee, «
At 10:0 ALM. the prisoner wan: taken
from hie cell by Sheriff (GC. Carrington
to the old jail, where the scaffold had
been erected, He waiked with a steady,
firm etep, and appeared to be perfectly
| caim and willing to meet his fate. By
special request of the condemned, Kes. i
Mr. Shackelford, his xplritual adviser,
conducted the rellxious serviers, aided
by Rev W.oTL Crawley (eglured), who
offered the Just: prayer. y
Hubbard then sung two bymns, “Show
« Vity,, Lord” and “Suave oa Voor Sinner
Like Me," In a clear and steady volee.
He stated that he had no feur of death,
whatever, and that fhe was perfectly. re-
signed; that he believed that God had
' pardoned him for hin xine.
0 THE LEVER SPRUNG. +
Everything being in readiness, the
nouvse and cap was adiusted by 0 the
Sheriff, who usked Hubbard if) be hat i
anything further te say.
Hus only reply was, Mr. Carrington,
I can't new.”
At that tostant the lever was: sprung,
the trap fell, and Hubbard bad pard the
penalty of his crue ae
Fifteen minutes hater, the attending
Physicians, br, Wetster, “ Medvrn, sored
Thoruateos, perertacanecesd lite entinet,
Twenty minutes. later the body Was cut
down, and Upon dnvertigation i: Was as. :
certained that the neck had been broken
by the. fall.
About twenty-five people witnessed the
hanging, wed perhaps oe or tere Were ar
oe aad
=
6 ren eee ence ae = eens eee =
i
:
rembled on the court greeny by, :
HUBBERS CRIME, ,
The murder was committed oon Sune |
dav, July Usth. bast Hoth men tn ores
Paying. wthet tienes ter at volored woul,
Hamed Pda Hath Muapterd met Cobban |
on tree venaed mesat feestea, | thebs eeotnmty, onan |
the aadvove elate. with the seark ote *
tamed that the park leave Coblianed same
Ke with him Words ensued, and Pbaate®
bard drew) a pistos sned Kallen ('eobbsoned
The executed inien his served a Gene on |
the penitenturs The trad y woes danger of
Veo the Medical Calle of Vinagseeta.
FIRST Fok VEARS.
This te Chite tert deased nee ratienne — ttaiet
Das taken place tn Pbalitian eitees Nueest
SH, Mee Conn tbeet cebiey ge sbrwe, bey ther |
° FATE! Of Cieorge, bedeonsgine tee | Amey
Tiews, Was executed by Shéerut James i. !
West, near the Courthouse, in’ the pres.
ence of a Taree crowed The neste was
tried satel conmvieted ato the July term of
the County Cuurt, 18, for criminal asx
Rade vapor ae White weornsets ite the morth-
eFN Part of the county.
Judge Markylele, in sfeaking of Huub.
Darel, maith he was centicitdy. thee amest eles -
Ute meen of triendas te Wiel ever soon:
Not a single person Crem his neisghtoos-
Vcore Braaed, tree suede beet, Boerne tee sores Dadtme tee
Intnister te his wants. or te exprens xyan-
pathy for barn, bee Das sare seed snethen,
but no fathers,
Ee
Diseatets, Rect ow? V4
-alps GY
330 Historic HARRISONBURG
the time; his son, Wm. Cravens and Geo. Chrisman being his
deputies. The last named launched Hoy into eternity.’
John Cameron
The last important murder trial in the old court-house was
that of John Cameron, living near Mt. Crawford, in this county,
charged with poisoning his wife. The importance attached to
this case outside of Rockingham county was very great, as the
New York Herald, Baltimore Sun, and Baltimore American had
their reporters present and published verbatim reports of the
trial. The excitement here was intense, and a considerable divison
of opinion existed as to Cameron's guilt or innocence. A re
markable feature of the case was the testimony of Miss Cameron
(daughter of the prisoner and deceased) ; she was possessed of
more than ordinary beauty, a rich musical voice, and lady-like
deportment ; her evidence was given in a straightforward, in-
nocent manner, in that style which carried conviction to every
heart that she was telling the truth. John Paul, Commonwealth’s
Attorney, assisted by Capt. Foxhall Daingerfield, prosecuted the
case; Cameron was defended by Hon. J. T. Harris, John C.
Woodson, and Wm. B. Compton. The jury after an absence of
thirty-eight hours, found him guilty of manslaughter, and Judge
James Kenney sentenced him to the penitentiary for twelve years.
The general opinion was, that Cameron’s escape from the gallows
was owing to a great extent to the able, eloquent, and effective ap-
peal to the jury by Wm. B. Compton, Esq.
The last order issued in the old Court-House, was upon a
motion to quash a forthcoming bond in the case of J. P. Brock
vs. W. T. McGahey & Co.: “Ordered, that this cause be placed
upon the Court's docket and continued until next term.” Judge
Chas. T. O’Ferrall issued the last order ; and that reminds us that
the Judge held the last line of Confederate troops in the army of
1 Note by J. W. W.: In the order book of the court, under date of
October 18, 1834, it is recorded that Robert D. Hoy had been tried for the
murder of Margaret Smoot, had been adjudged guilty, and had been sent
on to the circuit superior court, Hoy lived in the house, probably still re-
maining, on the west corner of German (Liberty) and W. Market Street;
Mrs. Smoot in the house on the opposite comer coutheastward. This
house, later occupied by J. H. Wartmann and others, was torn down some
years ago.
A NARRATIVE OF 1874 3
North Virginia? Work on the new Court-House ‘will be pushed
rapidly forward, and judging from the drawings of the building
before us, it will not only be ornamental to the town, but most
admirably adapted for the purposes contemplated.
On the reverse side of this old clipping from the newspaper
of 1874 are a number of business cards and advertisements: 1,
R. Jones’s Real Estate Agency ; saddles. bridles, and harness by
A. H. Wilson; Stieff pianos (Baltimore), house, sign, and fresco
painting by A. T. Wilkins; Bradley’s Foundry; Clary’s “Palace
of Photography”; Valley Factory woolen fabrics (Middletown) ;
A. Mockman, architect and builder; John C. Miller’s marble works
(Bridgewater) ; James A. Hutcheson, “Fashionable Tailor” ; Bab-
bitt’s “Pure Concentrated Potash” (New York City); Henry
Shacklett’s new spring and summer goods; the Valley Railroad ;
the Chesapeake & Ohio Railroad; the R. F. & P. Railroad; D.
M. Switzer & Son, who were ready to supply cassimeres, gum
coats and capes, tweed suits, shirts, etc.; and Gassman & Bros.
who offered brass kettles and boring machines.
The ball and fish made by John Crummey, assisted by George
S. Logan, were mounted atop the cupola of the old court house
(the one built in 1833-34), where the fish served as a weather
vane, to show the direction of the wind. A picture opposite page
64 of my History of Rockingham County shows the said ball and
fish, the latter somewhat twisted or pushed over to one side.
Some one once told me a story about this, which I now recall as
follows:
happened to the fish, and the Negro replied: “Well, you see, Boss,
one night the Devil come along with the toothache; he tried to
pick his tooth with the fish an’ bent it over.”
2 Note by J. W. W.: Col. O’Ferrall, on page 132 of his interesting
book, “Forty Years of Active Service,” published in 1904, makes the
claim of holding the Jast line, making the last fight, and taking the last
prisoner (all in Shenandoah County) by any part of the Army of North-
ern Virginia, and refers to his attack upon a body of Federals at Pugh’s
Run and skirmishing up the Pike as far as Mt. Jackson a few days later
when he was pursued by a large force under General Torbert. He gives
April 9 as the date of the attack he made at Pugh’s Run and April 12
as the date of his last capture of Federals. On April 3, 1865, the writer’s
mother, who lived 13 miles southwest of Pugh’s Run, wrote in her diary:
“O'Farrel attacked the Yankees at Pugh’s Run.” Colonel O’Ferrall tells of
only one attack he made at Pugh’s Run within this period. Query: Is
it possible that Colonel O’Ferrall’s memory may have been slightly at
fault as to dates? ee
A stranger in town asked a Negro man what had .
Q
her hands and her graceful body.
From the roadside came a crackling
discordant note to intrude upon her gaie-
ty. She became silent and strained her
ears, not moving. The sound was not
repeated. There was only a vague rustling
among the gaunt, silent trees.
“Perhaps,” she thought bravely, “a
rabbit.”
She moved along but her heart was
racing madly. Her throat went dry as she
moved cautiously along, her feet gather-
ing speed and eager to reach the open
space now a full 100 yards beyond.
The sound came again from the un-
derbrush to her right and with an ex-
plosive fury the tall man sprang from the
brush into the road. His eyes were wildly
staring, black, beady and blazing with
lust. He was carrying a single-barrel, 12-
gauge shotgun in his left hand. The tips of
the fingers of his right hand played gently
with his stubbled chin.
“Hello, Marian,” he said. “You sur-
prised it’s me?”
Strangling fear clutched at Marian’s
throat. She braced herself to dart past the
man but he. anticipated her move by
blocking her path and stepping closer, his
eagerness mounting.
“Now, Marian!”
“Get away!” the girl gasped hoarsely.
“No use to act that way, Marian.”
“You beast! You filthy beast!”
Her homeward passage blocked,
Marian wheeled quickly to flee back
toward the highway, but the man was
quicker.
“Oh, no, you don’t!” He was snarling
now.
He grasped her flowing hair and jerk-
ed her violently backwards. Her
desperate exertions under his wild em-
brace only further fired his craving. The
girl managed to claw herself free of his
clutches but again the man was quicker.
In a rush of anger he raised the shotgun
above his head and crashed the steel
barrel down against her forehead.
Stunned and in pain, a sheet of blood
‘ curtaining one eye, Marian struck back
feebly. But steely fingers encircled her
neck, suffocating the desparing screams.
She fought like a demon but her assailant,
cursing the girl’s stubborn resistance,
fought with a fury born of insensate lust.
The younger sister, Virginia, and her
two rambunctious brothers, reached
home an hour later than usual that after-
noon. But since that had happened
before, the mother had not been alarmed
over the delay.
“Where's Marian?” Virginia asked.
“She got a letter.”
“Marian? Didn't she come home with
you?”
“No. She came on ahead of us. We
vated for the mailman. He was late to-
ay.
Mrs. Lloyd dried her hands nervously
on her apron, sensing trouble. “Are you
38
sure Marian didn’t go down the highway
to visit one of the neighbors?”
“No, Mother. She came on by
herself.”
Mrs. Lloyd gripped the younger
daughter about the shoulders, “Virginia,
look at me. You didn’t see Marian
anywhere along the road? Think,
Virginia! Her books—or anything?”
“No, Mother. We didn’t have to bring
our books home today unless we wanted
to.”
Mrs. Lloyd rushed to the front porch
and scanned the open loop of road across
the fields. Nothing moved along it. Her
eyes settled on the body of woods, three-
quarters of a mile away. Like every
mother in the area, ever since that Mar-
tinsville crime, she worried whenever a
daughter’s whereabouts was uncertain.
“Virginia, go find your father. Quick!”
she ordered before starting down the
road. Once inside the woods, she stopped
for breath, the silence of the place
foreboding. She cried out for Marian.
When no answer came, she plunged
ahead, calling, “Marian! Marian!”
William Carr-with the powerful deer rifle
he used to hold suspected murderer at bay...
Suddenly she stopped in the middle of
the road to stare aghast at the un-
mistakable signs of a struggle. She
dropped to her knees and recognized the
prints left by the new sports shoes she had
bought for Marian in Halifax, the county
seat, only a week ago. Then her frighten-
ed eyes picked up the small spots of
blood. She saw the larger footprints then,
leading off the edge of the road and into
the undergrowth—and the drag marks.
She followed the trail into the larger
timber, her heart pounding. The trail
dropped over the mossy lip of a ravine.
Holding onto bushes, she lowered herself
down the steep, loamy side, pausing after
each step to stare ahead, her ears begging ©
for a sound of life.
She screamed and fell forward on the
ripped, bloodsplashed skirt, staggered
erect and plunged wildly through a
thicket of broken shrubs, crying out
against the horror she knew she would
find somehwere in this eerie gully. _
A single white and tan oxford next
marked the trail that led deeper into the
underbrush and a dozen feet beyond the
torn bloodstained panties clung to a
hickory sprout. After that came the white
blouse with its rhinestone buttons. It had
been white when Mrs. Lloyd had last seen
it. Now it was gruesomely crimson as if
it had been wrung out in blood. Beside it
lay the brassiere, also bloodstreaked.
Moaning like a wounded animal, the -
mother staggered a few more feet until
her tortured eyes fell on her once-
beautiful daughter.
Marian lay on her back, her arms out-
flung in final defeat. Her face was mask-
ed in bloed, still fresh. Her stomach had a3
gaping wound and blood was
everywhere. The earth near the body had ~
been churned by the soles of heavy feet.
Marian Lloyd had been savagely raped
and murdered.
Vaguely, the sound of a crashing came
through the thicket and her husband was
at her side, staring at what had been his
child. He lifted the battered face, still
warm, to his own and sobbed.
Halifax County Sheriff J. Add Tune,
with Deputies John Hatcher and Luther
Matthews, stood grimly impatient,
hopeful that Dr. C. B. White, the county
coroner, might find in his on-the-spot ex+
amination some clue to the sadistic killer.
“I can only say, sheriff, that this attack
was committed by a powerful and fien-
dish man,” Dr. White finally announced,
as ambulance attendants took over.
“Marian put up a terrific struggle. All of
her fingernails are broken, several of
them nearly torn out. Your man should be
well marked. .
“She was first struck by a weapon,
probably metallic, on the forehead. A
glancing blow, but the flesh was folded
back and the skull exposed. Although
hurt, the girl continued to struggle. Ap-
parently, her assailant was unable to com-
pletely subdue her by his own strength.
He then shot her in the lower stomach
with a shotgun.
“The trail of blood indicates the
shooting occurred on the road and that
Marian’s clothing, as she was dragged
along, absorbed much of the blood. Her
clothing was torn from her down here in
the ravine and the sex attack occurred
while the girl was still alive. She died
se tly afterwards,” the doctor conclud-
ed.
god Tune could hardly believe his
ears. “Do you mean that this irl was
raped after her body had been tes open
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by a shotgun blast?” he asked, shocked.
“Sheriff, the technical and physical
evidence tells me that’s precisely what
happened. She was sexually assaulted
while dying from the shotgun wound.
The tragic news of the murder of the
pert and popular schoolgirl spread like
wildfire in the rural community. Men and
boys from all quarters equipped
themselves with arms and, their fury
mounting to dangerous proportions,
began fanning out over the countryside.
Sheriff Tune had his hands full. He
called in State T1 ooper Tom Coates and,
together, they succeeded in temporarily
quelling the rising passion before it grew
into a raging fire that might strike down
the first suspect mentioned. :
“Men,” Trooper Coates said, ad-
‘dressing the farmers, “we must have
order. All of us aremighty sensitive about
this crime. It’s easy to be too hasty and go
after the wrong man, while the real killer
ts away.
ye was no lack of ready suspects.
Marian had been unusually attractive and
_\she had drawn attention wherever she
had appeared—the country store,
church, the county seat on Saturday after-
noons with her friends. And there had
been the dances and occasional parties.
Coates instituted an alert throughout
‘* Virginia and into North Carolina, whose
/ border was 25 miles to the south, although
no fresh tire tracks were found on the
woods road. The trooper, however, did
not ignore the possibility that the rapist
may have parked his car at some distant
point, possibly on the main highway, and
made his way afoot across the fields and
into the woodland, where he had waited ;
for his beautiful victim.
Quickly an interrogation of the older
boys in Marian’s school was begun and
several were subjected to rigid examina-
tion. The trooper and the sheriff were not
satisfied until each boy had_ been
thoroughly scrutinized, fresh scratches or
TO ecawidie: in Halifax, 12 miles to the
southeast, Deputy John Hatcher, aided
by town police, ran down each known
male acquaintance of the dead girl, after
having learned from schoolmates who
they were. The small, friendly town now
was seething with anger.
Back in the Clarkton community, the
officers had been unable to locate two of
the older school boys, Jason Culpepper,
17, and his 16-year-old cousin, Terrence
Mansfield. No one had seen either of
them since school had let out for the day.
“Might have each. ’ an een cae
ighbor said. “Jason Culpepper’s alway
mnakin’ fresh remarks to girls. I'll bet this
year’s crop he’s your man.
Others in the group regarded that
observation as rational, inasmuch as
Jason Culpepper, a large and powerful
boy for his years, was known to engage in
pursuits normally associated with older
men. A year previously he had managed
to escape a serious charge of molestation
outside the school building while a class
play was in progress. Only the dubious
character of the girl involved had
prevented legal action against him after
the pair had been discovered by one of
the teachers, attracted by a commotion
when she stepped outside for a breath of
resh air.
: Curiously, neither Jason Culpepper
nor his cousin, Terrence Mansfield, were
at their respective homes, which were less
than a quarter-mile apart. Their parents
had assumed they had gone directly from
school to the crossroads settlement at
Clarkton to “fool around,” as was fre-
e their custom.
7 they might be running their trap
lines,” a relative suggested. “They re not !
too regular about it. Maybe twice a
ge asked to explain, the kinsma
added that the cousins had set a line of
rabbit traps that trailed a distance of
some three miles, along fence rows, creek
banks and into the woods.
(Continued on page 52)
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his affairs and conduct.
As it turned out, though, Wright had
given advance signals that all was not well
with him. In December of 1975, he had
been arrested and charged with larceny
under $200 for shoplifting from a city
department store. Upon payment of the
cost of court and return of value on the
goods stolen, he was released.
Such actions by the court come as a
shock to the general public, which stead-
fastly tries to believe that if a paroled
criminal violates the law during the
period of his parole, then he will be
returned to prison to serve out the
remainder of his sentence. Unfortunately
for three Wilmington women, the old say-
ing, “There’s many a slip ’twixt the cup
and the lip,” seems to apply to our
modern court system, where gross errors
in judgment are the rule rather than the
exception. — :
Sergeant Brown and other detectives
of the Criminal Investigations Division
were convinced, in view of Wright’s latest
offense, that there was bona fide cause to
seriously suspect him in the murder of
Beatrice Taylor, and reason to believe
that Lula Bryant, whose partially disrob-
ed corpse Wright, in the guise of a friend,
had discovered, had not died of natural
causes.
As soon as Wright waslocated, he was
placed under arrest in connection with
the assault on Eloise Carpender, and
_ lodged in the New Hanover County Jail.
Thoroughly warned of his rights, the
mild-mannered construction worker con--
sented to discuss the Taylor and Bryant
cases with detectives on several oc-
casions. For some time he. continued to
_deny involvement in either incident, but
eventually admitted both crimes. With
great weariness, Wright laid his head on
his hand and said: “Yes, I did it. I don’t
know why I did it. I’m tired. Please take
me back to jail.”
On April 23rd, lawmen from
Wilmington went with medical personnel
to a secluded country cemetery in
neighboring Columbus County, where
they intended to dig up the body of Mrs.
Lula M. Bryant, dead since the previous
November of what the coroner had
reasonably believed to be natural causes.
The body was sent immediately to
Chapel Hill, where North Carolina’s chief
medical examiner, Dr. Page Hudson,
would perform an autopsy.
Dr. Hudson’s pathological examina-
_tion revealed that Mrs. Bryant had, as
detectives suspected, been murdered.
There was a good deal of bruising-about
her chest and arms, and she had been
manually strangled. After such a lapse in
time, it was impossible to tell whether the
elderly woman had been raped or not.
On Monday, April 26, 1976, the New
Hanover County Grand Jury handed
down six true bills of indictment against
Norwood Wright. Among them were the
murders of Beatrice Taylor and Lula
Bryant, and the assault on Mrs.
52
Carpender. On the two counts of murder
and the assault charge, Wright would be
held without bond.
The accused man was transferred
quickly to Cherry Hospital at Goldsboro,
one of North Carolina’s mental in-
stitutions, for a thorough psychiatric ex-
‘amination. He was found competent to
stand trial.
Interim plea-bargaining between the
district attorney's office and Wright’s
court-appointed attorney eventually
resulted in the shelving of all charges
against him except the two murder
counts. On August 30, 1976, Norwood
Wright pleaded guilty to the two murder
charges. wee:
The trial itself contained no surprises,
unless the shock of the public on dis-
covering that the defendant had in the
past received two consecutive life
sentences might be counted one. He had
come back to haunt their area while still a
relatively young man. It is this sort of
handling of felons which shakes the
general confidence in our court and penal
system. : :
Wright had admitted to detectives
that he had murdered both Beatrice
Taylor and Lula Bryant, but could offer
_ no reason why he would have done so.
Both women had been extremely fond of
him, and had never treated him any way
but kindly, Other than the obvious sexual
motivation, detectives could never pin
him down to a reason for the crimes, nor
could they discover any cause for his hav-
ing invariably selected a Friday for his
crimes of violence. -
On that August 30th, Norwood
Wright again received two consecutive
life sentences. At this writing, he is ser- ’
ving that time within the penal system of
North Carolina. oeo¢
Deadly Ordeal of
The Virginia Beauty
(Continued from page 39) |
A hurried checking around the
settlement produced no sign at all of the
cousins, nor did anyone there recall hav-
ing seen either of the boys since school
had let out. Out across the rolling coun-
tryside the officers led the search. They
probed the area with the understanding
that, should either of the two young men
be located, a series of three shots was to
be fired. :
Near dark, when the hush over the
land was deepest, the funereal quiet was
shattered by three shots fired from a
heavy-caliber pistol. The climactic signal
had come from a_ crescent-shaped
woodland a mile south of the crime scene. _
The roving searchers converged on
the spot to find two volunteer searchers
guarding Jason Culpepper, sitting on a
log at the fringe of the woods. A shotgun
had been leaning against a nearby tree.
well out of reach. Jason himself was rag-
ing at his captors, shouting his innocence.
Relatively fresh bloodstains showed ac-
cusingly on the right sleeve of his light tan
suede jacket and the knee of his buff-
colored corduroy trousers.
“I told you,” he screamed, beating his
fists on his knees, “it’s rabbit blood!”
“And where’s the rabbit?” Coates ask-
ed, sensing the need to speedily find out
the truth. He feared a trigger-happy
arrival among the swelling group of
searchers might at any moment drown
out the rules of law and order with an im-
passioned demand for quick justice.
“Terry has it,” Jason snapped. “We
trapped a possum and arabbit. We let the
possum go. I bashed the rabbit’s head
against a sapling. That’s how the bloo
got on my clothes.”
“Where's Terry?”
“He went straight home through the
woods. He had to be there in time to milk.
He's there by now. I came this way to
“check a trap down by the creek.”
Solemnly, Coates said, “Suppose we
go look for Terry. God help you, Jason, if
he doesn’t have a dead rabbit and if you
can't show us that sapling.”
The three-mile journey back to
_ Clarkton village was a sad and dreary
spectacle. A pressing body of muttering,
bewildered citizens, armed to the teeth,
struggled to hold themselves in check,
trailing the officers and the suspect, who
strode toward his destination like a man
resigned to certain doom. neler
Entering the village, the group, torn
between respect for Jason’s possible in-
nocence and the fear they would find no
rabbit in Terrence Mansfield’s posses-
sion, were stopped short by an excited
cry that came.from the porch of the
general store. ein ’
“We've found him, Sheriff!” a man
shouted. “Bill Carr sent word down here.
It’s George Hailey. Bill’s got him cornered
and he wants help!”
Consternation took charge. Everyone
in the community knew George Thomas
‘Hailey. The 28-year-old man had been in
and out of trouble from boyhood. He had
served several prison terms for breaking
and entering, but that he could be
capable of rape and murder was incredi-
ble.
Curiously, each brush with the law
had brought to his def ense a disinterested
expert who had insisted that Hailey was a
pathological case and should be provided
with proper treatment. On at least four °“
different occasions the courts had acced-
ed to the well-wishers and Hailey had
been submitted to psychiatric study.
Each time he had been pronounced
perfectly sane. , .
“However,” a Richmond specialist
had declared, “Hailey is too sensitive of
nature and has an inability to learn by ex-
perience. He is impulsive and wants to
drive toward immediate satisfaction. He
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DO YOU REMEMBER
THIS HEADLINE
MURDER?
by JAMES FARRINGTON
VERY SCHOOL has its beauty queen, its most
popular girl and its sweetest girl. At Ellis Creek
School, which accommodated the farming com-
munity of Clarkton in Halifax County, Virginia, lovely
Marian Lloyd held all three honors. At the age of 12,
Marian was a beautiful girl with shoulder-length, wavy
black hair that was always perfectly groomed. Had she
given her age as 18, her obvious maturity of appearance
would have caused no doubt. She had a striking figure and
she walked with the grace of a born actress, standing out
from the crowd like a rose against a sunny garden wall.
The Lloyds, despite the vagaries of a tobacco-farming
existence and the problems of properly caring for eight ‘
children, who ranged in age from 3 to 30, had reason to be
proud of Marian. She was a living example that proved a
girl did not have to be city-born in order to have style,
culture and charm. They marveled that she had developed
so rapidly toward young womanhood. Marian, to a
stranger visiting the school, readily could have been mis-
taken for one of the younger teachers.
Living on the farmstead a full two miles from the main
highway had its advantages, particularly for so large a
family. It also had one major handicap. It was necessary
for Marian and the others of school age to walk the two *
miles in order to meet the school bus each day. The road
twisted across the tobacco fields and halfway along its
length it plunged into a quarter-mile stretch of brooding,
sinister woods. There were times when the Lloyds worried
over dangers that might lurk in that woodland, with its
tangles of vines and dark ravines.
The entire area had not yet recovered from the shaking
impact of a horrible crime that had occurred just a year
before at Martinsville, 40 miles to the west. The wife of a
prominent department store manager, on her way to pick
up her laundry, had stopped cautiously at a railroad cross-
ing when, without warning, she had been set upon by
seven lust-crazed men. The attractive young woman had
been brutally dragged, screaming, from her automobile
and carried into an abandoned house where each of the
men had savagely and repeatedly raped her.. Also, the
pleading victim had been horribly mutilated.
A woman passerby, on hearing a piercing scream, had
rushed into the house, bursting upon the unspeakable
sadism. Although powerless to render aid, the witness had
managed to flee from a possible similar fate. The rapists
also had fled and during a week of terror and searching,
while the fiends were being captured one by one in various
sections of the'state, every mother in south-central Virginia
1977
After nennte — on shariahy road, attacker ‘Greases
her through underbrush, killed her, raped her after death
had lived in frantic apprehension for themselves and their
daughters.
Although the rapists now awaited executions in their
death cells at Richmond, their hapless victim had been
consigned to a living death in an institution, incurably in-
sane from the shock of her ordeal.
On Friday morning, February . 3, 1950,', Marian, with
her sister Virginia and two small brothers, left the house for
the two-mile journey to the main road, where the Ellis
Creek school bus would pick them up. The day was
brilliant, a warm interlude of false spring in the winter. The
mother, a strained smile of farewell on her face, watched
’ them go. High-pitched laughter came from the two girls as
they walked along. The two chubby boys already had in-
vented a racing game and, howling joyously, had galloped
down the field road. .
Ata little past 3 o'clock that afternoon the school bus
with its clamoring load of pupils, stopped again at the in-
tersection. A fourth of its human cargo, including the
Lloyd children and Marian’s teacher, Mrs. Isaac Moore,
poured out. The usual flutter of anticipation took most of
the children to the line of mailboxes, as was the daily
custom, But the rural carrier had not yet arrived.
“He must be extra busy today,” the teacher said.
“Perhaps this is a magazine delivery day.”
Mrs. Moore and several of the children continued to-
ward the nearby homes down the highway, while the other
pupils elected to await the mail carrier. Such a delay.
provided them with a welcomed excuse for loitering and
unsupervised play.
Marian continued alone down the dreary road for
home, humming a gay song as she went. Ten minutes later
she entered the woodland, the light growing dimmer un-
der the interlaced. boughs.When she was halfway through
the woods she began to sing and gesture theatrically with
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understands the nature and the conse-
quence of any act, but he is unable to
cope with an existence of which he is
keenly aware.”
After his latest offense, which had oc-
curred in North Carolina, a Halifax
minister had interceded and had ob-
tained his probation.
“This young man,” the minister had
declared, “has had his life ruined by the
original injustice of the courts. He should
have been given psychiatric treatment
after his first offense, when he was only
14 years old.”
Whatever the true explanation of
Hailey’s behavior, Sheriff Tune and
Trooper Coates, along with the deputies,
now had their hands full. Leaving young
Culpepper in custody, the officers sped
tothe W. R. Carr farm, where they found
Carr holding a high-powered rifle on
Hailey, a wretched 6 feet of humanity
who sat on the ground, balefully glaring
at the muzzle of the deer rifle.
“His mother came running to our
house, Sheriff,” Carr explained. “She was
scared to death. She said George had
sneaked in the back way, his clothes
covered with blood. She ddin’t know
what he had done. Later on, when she
noticed so many people movingalong the
road, she knew something serious had
happened. She said George had argued
violently with his father this morning and
that, around noon, had left the house,
carrying a shotgun.
“A few minutes later, my son rushed in
and told us what had happened to Marian
Lloyd. I couldn't believe George Hailey
had done a thing like that. I’ve employed
him here on the place for several months,
ever since his North Carolina trouble.
“Anyhow, I got my gun and went out
my back door, heading for my car. And
there was George Hailey, sneaking
around the side of our well house.”
“What about it, George?” Sheriff
Tune demanded. “Why did you do sucha
thing?”
“I didn’t do anything,” George Hailey
declared sullenly.
“We'll see,” Trooper Coates said and,
with Deputies Matthews and Hatcher,
went to the Hailey home.
They were not long at their task. In the
kitchen of the farm home they found a
bloody towel. Stuffed into a closet were
trousers, shirt, jacket and shoes—all
plastered recently with blood. The stock
of a 12-gauge, single-barrel shotgun in the
same closet bore telltale blood smears.
The glowering Hailey was led to the
sheriff’s car and the two deputies took the
rear seat with him. The vehicle sped
away, Trooper Coates following. For the
moment, Jason Culpepper and the rabbit
were forgotten.
“All right, George,” Sheriff Tune said
when they were underway. “Why did you
do it? Why did you kill Marian Lloyd? It’s
too late now for lying.”
George Hailey almost sprang upon
the sheriff, screaming his innocence. He
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blurted out, “It was an accident! 1 was
crow hunting. I aimed at a crow. I didn’t
see Marian. She was my friend. I didn't
know she was in the road.”
“You did more than that, George.
Come on, get it over with.”
But at the county jail in Halifax, while
muttering crowds milled outside and
after two hours of penetrating question-
ing by Commonwealth’s Attorney, Frank
L. McKinney, George Thomas Hailey
blubbered the sorry account of his plann-
ed rape of the beautiful schoolgirl.
“She wouldn't give in to me!” he cried.
“She should have. She should have been
reasonable. I told her what I wanted and
she fought me off. She clawed me and
tried to get away. I told her I'd kill her if
she didn't stop fighting me. But she kept
fighting. That’s when I stepped back a
few feet in the road, raised the shotgun
and shot her in the stomach. Then I
dragged her down in the gully. She was
still alive then. She kept moaning and
groaning. I held my hand over her mouth.
But she kept on groaning and calling her
mother.”
“And you raped her while she was
groaning and calling for her mother?”
McKinney asked.
Hailey bowed his head. “That's what I
did. If she had been sensible about it, she
wouldn't have got hurt. I-told her, but she
’ wouldn't listen to me.”
The perpetrator of Halifax County’s
most despicable crime’ was spirited to
Danville, 37 miles southeast of Halifax,
and jailed for safekeeping.
Exactly a week later, while making his
customary early morning rounds, the
jailer paused in the gloom outside
Hailey’s cell. The sight that met his gaze
made him gasp. Hailey was sitting on his
cot, his left sleeve rolled up. Blood was
streaming from a dozen slashes in his
forearm and pooling on the floor.
Tie jailer opened the door and Hailey
sprang from his cot and began fighting
like an enraged tiger. Not until help arriv-
ed was he subdued and given first aid. He
had found a rusted razor blade on the
floor of his cell and attempted suicide.
Pronounced sane by competent psy-
chiatrists and then indicted, on Monday,
July 3lst, 1950, Hailey went on trial
before Circuit Judge Gus E. Mitchell Jr.,
who appointed R. Garnett Bledsoe and
W. H. Lewis to defend the confessed
murderer. After the jury had been im-
paneled, Hailey decided, through his at-
torneys, to plead guilty as charged. The
state accepted, but Commonwealth’s At-
_torney McKinney insisted that the
evidence be presented to Judge Mitchell
before sentencing. Under Virginia law a
reduction in a first-degree murder charge
is not necessarily required on a guilty
plea.
During the hearing that followed and
the presentation of the evidence, Hailey
attempted various ruses to imply insanity.
At one point he became actually and
violently. ill. It was determined that he
had surreptitiously chewed and swallow-
ed cigarettes in order to induce this
reaction.
Recovered from that, he then leaped
upon Trooper Coates, trapped one of the
officer's fingers between his teeth and all
but severed the digit. When calm had
been restored to the courtroom after that
incident, Probation Officer A. R.
Barksdale observed that Hailey was eye-
ing the holstered guns of the court of-
ficials and witnesses. Barksdale broke
into the proceedings with a recommenda-
tion to Judge Mitchell that the officers’
guns be removed before possible further
violence might be instituted. The judge
ordered that done.
Near 7 o'clock that night, Judge
Mitchell asked Hailey if he had anything
to say onhis ownbehalf. Hailey promptly
replied: ;
“I just want to say I'm guilty. I'm aw-
fully sorry and I don't know why I did it.
I'll appreciate anything you can do for
me. Just something happened and I can’t
explain why. I'm guilty and I beg for mer-
cy.
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"Virginia Hot Springs, :Vaey June 15,°1905-Williams Hansboro, the negro murderer of Mr: \1
JamesoRs McKeen, steward at the Homestead Hotel, March. 17th, was hanged here this
morning at twenty one minutes past 6 ‘o'clock, Death resulted in nineteen minutes... The
pody remained hanging-for ‘twenty-seven minutes, when he was taken. down and his body
shipped to-the,University College of Medicine, Richmond, Va.; With a firm XkeM tread.
he ascénded the scaffold and the last-words were: 'I dig, trusting God may have mercy on my
soul, May you all meet me in heaven," The trap was sprung by Mr, Charles A. Gym,
deputy sheriff, Work was well done, without the least hitch, and thus ended what has not
happened in Bath County-since September (2b, 1828. (I believe this is-correct - slightly
KAKAYXK-faded though it could be 1838: or 1878); <!4 legal hanging." - TIMES@DISPATCH,
Richmond, Vrignia, June 16, 1905: (l=5.): bs feces 7] i dae : od
"Hot.Springs, Vaey/June 1), - Williams Hanshoro was brought'here today at YAXBXERER
12 otclock by Charles As Gum, deputy sheriff of Bath County, where he has been. ,
confined in jail.:.Hansboro was gonvicted in the Bath Circuit Court in April. of the,
murder of Mr. James:Re McKeen, steward of. Homestead Hotel, Hot Springs, and sentenced to be
hanged June 15th, Every preparation has been made, and tomorrow morning. early he will
be executed-at this place, -Mr, McKeen was a native of;Keyport, N..J., and had made |
many friends during his residence-here.".TIMES-DISPATCH, Richmond, Virginia, June 15, 1905
(Selijeav th erat sou ye | 7 12 ottd | : ie
"Warm Springs, Virginia, ke gallows for the execution of William Hanshboro,
the negro murderer of Mr. James R, McKeen on March 17th, as been completed, and all
is now ready for the hanging which will take place next Thursday, The rope has been
ordered and received from Philadelphia, Pa. nsboro is now in jail in Covington,
V ae, where he has been since his conviction in Bgth Circuit Court, He is not only
confined in a cell, but is bound in chains, resulting from his attempt to escape
one day thés week, The door to his cell is locked by a combination and in some
way he managed to ‘work! the same, and was in the hallway when discovered; therefore
he was chained to the floor, where he has remained ever since, Mr. McKenn was the
Steward of the Homestead Hotel and William Hansboro was a waiter, and the latter
had been discharged by the former for misconduct on the morning of March 17th, when
a short time afterwards Hansobor sneaked upon Mr. McKeen and delivered a blow upon
his head with a bottle from the effects of which he died a few hours later, Hans-
boro is a very heavy negro, weighing probably 190 pounds, and the scaffold has been
arranged to give him an eight-foot drop. Passes have been issued by Sheriff John E,
Gum to thirty people, who will constitute the witnesses to the awfulscene," TDMES-
DISPATCH, R chmond, Virginia, June 11, 1905 (5/6&7).
"Virginia Hot Springs, Va., April 15-'illiam Hansboro, the negro murderer of Mr, J.
R, McKeen, steward of the Homestead Hotel, Hot Springs, on Makch 17th last, was sen-
tenced by the Bath County Circuit Court today to be hanged Thursday, June 15th,
next. Court was in tession in this case from Monday intil late today and the case
was given the jury at ten minutes to five o clock and in twenty-five minutes a verdict of
murder in the first degree was brought in, “The vote of the jury being taken without
dissenting voice, An appeal was taken by the defense,
"Much interest asserted intself during this trial and the verdict was in accordance
with public sentiment. Mr. McKeen was from Keyport, N. J., and had many friends
nere. He was a most excellent man. Commonwealth's Attorney H, H, Burd was assisted
by Mre Allen, Commonwealth's Attorney of Alleghany County, and the defense was
represented by Mr. Charles Curry, of Staunton, assisted by Mr. John W,. Stephenson,
of the local bar, Both sides H&dX¥ have been ably.represented and the attorney for
XHX the defense most A#PEXEAAXXPXMAASXIK especially mdde a vigourous fight in the
face of strong public sentiment against them,
"There is no doubt, as shown by the evidence, that it was a AMYARWINKWBA cold-blooded,
premdditated mrder, The argument in the case began last night, opened by Mr, Byrd,
for the State, and followed by Mr. Stephenson for the &fense, This morning if was
continued by Mr, Curry, for the defesne, and closed by Mr, Allen, for the. prosecution
All made able sp@ches and a great interst was showing. Private Adviees show phat 24
the feeling ran hight against the murderer and lynching was feared if the court was not
prompt and sure in its administering justice. The unanimous action of the jury and the
speedy sentence of the court gave the highest satisfaction," TIMES=DISPATCH, Richmong , Vaes
Ara 16, 1905 (1/5-)
"(Special to the TIMES-DISPATGH.) Covington, Vas, Mare 18, 1905.(1:1.) Two hundred and
fifty dollars reward has been:offered for.the capture of William Hansbury, the negro
who murdered J. Re McKean, steward at Homestead Hotel, Hot Springs, yesterday. Hansboro
is described as follows: age 32; five feet, tens 175 pounds; mylatto; small eyes, full
set of teeth, hair cut ee pe The officers:have no clue as. to where he is, McKean's
body ref a to Key Point, N. Je, tonight." be ag R;chmond, Vae, Mar. ite
1905 1 g le . * yf
"(Special to the TIMES-DISPATCH. ) Covington, Mar. 17e = - McKeen, the second steward at
the Homestead Hotel, Hot Springs, was killed this morning by W. He Hansboro, a colored —-
waiter at the hotel, McKeen had discharged Hansboro.and had entered his.office and
was seated at his desk when Hansboro came up behind him and struck him on the head with
a heavy bottle, MWaKSKHX McKeen's skull was K#AH fractured and-he died in.a few hours,
Hansboro, after changing his clothes, escaped into the woods.. Every effort is being
made to capture the negro, McKeen is from New York State, and is unmarried, His father
is a sea captain. Hansboro has been in the employment of the Hot Spring esr 7
years. He is married and lives near the springs.
"A telephone message: was- reeeived at the State Penitentiary. yesterday iattedndon stating
that the murder had occurred and asking if the superintendent could furnish bloodhounds,
A reply was sent that dogs were at the State farm but that if they were here it was -
too late, as before they could get to the Hot Springs the trail would be too cold for
the dogs to follow it." Satya speeds R _chmond, Vaey Es thet (1:5.)
12-17-1897.
HARDIN, John, white, hanged at Grupdy, Virginia, on
Sialic : J vee ib Counts sént them pacie’ to" iF
%' : Ay tate x | again. The next morning: the jur
mt Pts. = ¥ 7 nn c pa re ’ fresh 5 Ri SE filed into court and. haided Judg
rm | 4 peish ’ a3) ane rik ; i : "Courits its deeision..The prisoue
ies re ew ye ye CAI 2 est os ns ‘>was guilty -of murder in the ii4
+ <2 . = nak) degree. ‘The defense moved ».%9
e. 1 RAg! mB yin, ‘a mew trial It was overruledg
- 4 ey *: . if GRU ; ‘Judge Counts ordered the prig
4 i ¥ |, be fi. EAC ch uh) u ah .) soner to stand up. ‘The spectatoy
ie f a wu a tw ere: quiet,’ realizing that thy
» pelos S i438 a a oF 2 PER: first degree. murder verdict’ cat
f i ce HENRY. Pp SCALE sees be x “tried-no other sentence but death
S Feat ae at ai ee Slowly ti udge intoned “thd
The. sun dr eek g ow ie judge
fe | the méunta de en ne pon 6 Pageond Has rdin heard the] «1 am’ bound to. die, ‘Olivers: jardin was to be hanged by’ (Mf slated crip price
bY ed the deep recesses of “And idown th ree men. coming |'yrounts said. “Get me to a house; |Reck “until you are. doad, ‘dead rene
¢. ‘| Branch, Down in the -vall ¥idown the rosd-and h¢ barricaded Take me to a fire. I am freezing, |@eed May God have. merey
7 xoad was rutted paaies the J ie thé’ himself behind a tree stump. The I want to die b a fire ina your soul.” The ctondenined na
hauling, long rifle pointed in the direction Y ‘i scorted: by’ Bl
& of giant logs.. Puffs of a. cold;:of the- voices, " "{ house,’* ie Sh tes escorted by onk
“., -evenin ey if : Clay picked him ‘up, had “io{enship and Francis.
hs ay ‘beens Pie gain dust; Ellis and the two ‘loggers ap-f ie hin stn i a him uP, nary L Legal maneuvering’ consume
n on toot who trtidg~!proached the. log : upon « which; : $ weeks. There was an appeal: bt
for Mounts.*was a \large man. |
Harve Mounts returned in a few’ the sands of time ran out fo
minutes. He was alone..He andjJohn Hardin, The day of execg
Ellis had a short conference. The, tion was set for Dee. 17.
uncle went away again, leavin In the meantime it had. bee)
Clay ‘with the dying man. * concluded by the authorities tha
Sometime - later—some: said ‘it}the wooden jail was insufficien
was. hours—neighbors “in © the|.to’ hold a prisoner as desperat
sparcely settled area came to the, 2S & man sentenced to han gin
scene.. They saw Mounts was dy-}Mmust be. He was taken to &
an@- decided against moving} Tazewell jail. 2
Considerable Y eentinawate |
,ed in the lengthening shadows. ./ Hardin had been sitting when the
Scott Ellis was on a mission for officer had gone by an hour be-
a. court in. Mingo county, West:fore. Noting that he was no long-;
, Virginia, He was -secking John’ er there, their eyes searched the}
“4 Mounts, Andy, Branch logger, locale, . saw..the | riffeman about:
to serve.-a. summons... Up. the; 39 yards away.. He was. rising!
branch ‘a young man sat upon a from behind the stump, muttering
log .by, the roadside, muttered curses on. John. Mounts; :':
: ag cnn the long barrel of,;- The gun~ spoke ‘end, : Tohsy|
a Winchester. rifle. Higher 4
-}up the valley, Harve Mounts, his : pee vex mcound bie casera ing
day’s labor ended, walked down’ iAclalbig: as tipeteoods hints bd him. He died rag Mares ncaek in
the road to procure gait for his. the. ‘morning. . & worked up: for Hardin, man
ex team while John Mounts, his: fab ani shaped righ adidas el oy 74 body: ‘of: ‘ithe’ dead West! people expressing the opinion the
nephew, stayed at the log “pit,” tie oie’ ia an the. Said. Te | Virginia logger-lay in the roadjbang ing was too severe a crim
to do late chores. Fate was weav-; en thnent seconds ‘he -began. to pull} inti7 11. o'clock -when. ‘his ‘wife, for a man to suffer because ph
ping 2 pattern in the dark vail self. up; ‘got-to his. knees: Het co ay arrived on” aiuleback. She: ‘had-killed- anothervin: a jealor
Ihe pia pal Si €Y; began to plead for: his’ life, mix- | had thir bady-iof het hushed +6) rage. ‘Aa Gnorierites eanieteond 3
warp oof would. meet,/ing. his. pleas ‘ta his: elise: with |i denned across Tug River to their, “Hanging was a kind of justic
''and there would be bl d. i
Sand ae sp fedgce a ood in:.the,supplications to God.: | home. « pinat, dient . seem, # man's iw
message Si ARS I waa me TN El A a Ta A a tans A tee
- , ba thas ve :
Ps baa .'s ,
a
ety
>> Ellis -and; the victin?’s: ‘tncle,
he
- Ellis- was tired ie it bea tate Harve Mounts: shouted at H. , The anbushi- killer, ‘beginning te: po ‘
, a ardin || , Th ftd1d 5 was erected” a ini)
se peste os but he hurried: along the path, realize. ‘the "| enormity © of: his} « +n sca
epg bis ie oe, et & path.’ not to fire again but the ambush~ crime ‘as’ soon: as* it ~ was
Back behind him was Tug River:er took a fe
“dnto which the » Andy Branch’ rifle. ‘aliseite ee! ve his’ niece
‘flowed. A mile and a half from’ praying and crying, ‘ST am: bound
¢ the mouth of the branch the Ken-'to die.” The rifle’ fired . again}
“We © tucky-Virginia line ran obliquely: John Mounts: cried in agony, fell
»agross the stream. The. lowe?-over full length \ im. ‘the dust,
“reaches of the branch was.in! Harve Mounts jumped behind &
“Pike county, Kentuc'x, the: up- ,walnut tree. The gun spoke again,
Grundy onthe Levisa Fork:
the Big Sandy river. The: struc
ture completed, Sheriff: Chark
ordered himself a black suit. Re
latives of Hardin came-to.
sheriff, solicited the body an
said they would take it at
done,,. continued to flee down the
Andy’ ‘Branch. The exact. trail he
Hook to escape “is Hot khown™ but
a mountain ballad, “The Legend:
[ee ‘John Hardin,” says, that, com-
jing to Tug River and: not finding
a" boat, he: plunged into’: the
are le
Kady FE
and -e~ half. below the. tonyn, pe
seaffold:-for. burial .on -And
y= _ per half was in Buchanan coun- aid this timer Ellis: stream ‘and: swam. across . in can} :
3 pun. around,
£- > ey, “Virginia,- Eiis* trusted’ that: blood. trreaming’-from! his: hand effért to catch a train that nai ae gd Seago ara wef
: | John Mounts would respect.the and ‘shoulder. * Harve © Mounts! 4ué- Poh oe oak afety in the shige! ilk fori thele: ieinaaheni
“'summons‘:of * the -Mingo county. dashed from the protéction of the jen | SOUS ely ts serood:| : ‘The day of execution approact
«*“ gourt and £0., with Bee -to, Wil-: tree iand sprinted..up the: road.
*liamson, AEN > f: Ellis: ran : after. him, : holding a
13 A Bixe. Se tates James! Charles,. Ling,. Sheriff Charles and. his dé
.. Autumn: ‘evenings ‘ote cool in hand. red with: blood: but looked
sheriff of “Bu hanan county, ap-+/)Puty, Paris Charles, went ta Faz
proached him at-War Eagle, Westy well to claim their prisoner.
Virginia. He! was brought.:t their return ‘. they + traveled
‘Grundy, ' Virginia, and incarcer,| train ta Raven, Viyginia,, wh
din ‘the: ‘little | ‘wooden jail the. three began. a} long.
sont 30,” coat Ue Sedge ek " backs -ride ‘te. Grundy. 45.4
“5 Bees “the ‘mountains, sometimes cold: It. back as-he- raced. for: life, "The
a +was. September 24; 1897, ‘and: killer was: running the: other. way,},
> there was a hint of frost in‘the|his rifle, held high;: in: pis: gight
> air. Ellis walked briskly. around hand ‘as he’ fled ; ne “4
@ curve of the road, saw a man
ae 3
; Z {sitting ona log with a rifle...
Ellis told him. he. was looking
for, John 3 Re pry and besa Hs
en am’ “John Hardin? ‘tis. man
‘replied, rubbing his hands‘ over
“the length of the Gun and scarce-
Ses looking: up. ‘John Mounts is
“up the hollow,” he added shortly.
"8 Ellis. went: on up. the “road,
-& {found John Mounts at-the Jog
yard. The logger said, that he
had his team to ‘look after butt
that if‘ the officer would go up
‘> {the road with him on the errand},
“The would. accompany him. back
F-«‘lat once, The two walked up Andy
» ‘Branch, Harve. Mounts, who had
% <j} gone for-salt, caught up with
‘~ \them and they unyoked the oxen
**"\and gave’ them sali. ‘The trio
a Started back down the valley. -
“fe Halt “a: mile, above, the state
7 a ‘vine’ in. Virginia the trees reached
: stout, almost’ completing. a canopy
«t,over the.road. Here the shadows
were deeper, here John Hardin |
Sat ona log, eapeshing the. wea-
COSA RAEN G AS EG NORE ROE A DES LA A IELTS AL NEE LURES AEE DAVIN EI LEE ELISA DALE ABER
“A road until they camé to the cabin}
" Eliig--and- ‘Mounts. ieeti ies this.
of Oliver Clay, who had heard the}
shots.. -An “inspection. ‘of Elus'
wounded chand - ‘and; ,shoulder}
showed no serious injury: and af-
ter a hurried and crude. dressing
to stop: the blood, the three iboats
down : the’ branch. ‘to. ai
stricken John*, .Mounts. 7
found ‘him .in agony, rising hes
falling,: crawling ‘and. staggering
until, he was. several . fork from
‘where he. was shot. gap efi
- The. ‘dying. man looked’ up. at
Clay, said’ weakly, , “Lord, 0m.
bound to die. L am bound to. die.” f,
He prayed and talked and cried
‘in. -agony.Shuddering from cold,
lhe begged Clay. to get him to a
fire. Clay went back te his cabin,
returned’ with an axe, built. a!
roaring fire in the’ road, Harve},
‘Mounts -went to get paPlAanee ta},
move his dying nephew... hy:
Ellis watched -as the. “young }.
1
logger. grew weaker,.. Now and
pen he moved him a bit, seeking
Mountain® minstrels’ ‘aati for} Twenty-four hours before’ Ha
ear: a typical ballad, ‘of ‘how din. was' to go’to his death’ he:
‘Hardin tried to™ escape - but »was quested the rites of baptism a
captured because, the: “eastbound before a gyeat.concourse of pe
‘train ‘was late." * | ple on. the. bank’ of ’ the “Ley].
“The day Sheriff Charles eneod Fork, Elder -Wallace Compton %
at ‘Grundy’ with his :prisoner an ficiated . at the ‘ceremony. ~
éxamination of: the: charge. ‘was: ‘Hanging ‘day arrived ond.
made, Hardin “waived it to the did thousands of people. from.
Y.} Buchanan ‘county "grand jury. He entire tri-state “ere. | iswas Og.
Was indicted Oct-27 and by egree- greatest crowd that: ‘had ‘e
ment of counsel-of both sides the}J jammed into- the mountain.
j case was docketed for Nov: 3. }o%? fhe* Levisa > Fork. "Wag
‘The court at’ the ‘beginning of loaded. with entire families ¢
the, trial placed: the prisoner in| from alk. the -main | head stra
‘the custody ‘of two: ‘abtthan veal Wy:
Ww. lankenship : 4 mn Hes Sade wy Fel a: x
havin ep lect <\'Phese “two Karly in the morning, She
-took every: precaution to'see that peries sgaw,to: the last pr
Mthe 21-year-old Criminal did nota] tion for - his :efficial dutiesy
escape, and. during’ the trial the home-made coffin, Jined- arid gf
‘¢wo flanked Hardin’s every move |ered with white satin, wes'plaiy®
‘from the courtroom. to: the jail,- [in a wasop Crewe; UP pbesils ‘
. [he trial, at! which he pleaded, little jail.: Bigete Th ty Cok
“not guilty," lasted five days. On! A, few minutes” pest? 3%
«the afternoon’ of . the! fifth day,. ‘Charles . end -a» deputy enter
% "P
o keep him warm, for he com-
plained Steadily. of the cold, .
NE LOTR ES i VaR
| final arguments having been com-'the condemped. meng wae iP *
;pleted, the jury retired. They re~ in, comforted by his... vifey I Li Sr
turned in a short while to-an-,in his’ lash. hours, swe jae
}-nownce disagreement-* Ju sudse. sa shaven, ond Aressed: in. the x¢.. Bit
a
a i A se rs a aa
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ei oe ond eS Mg ’ superman:
TE: CBA penn hers Beck ss ee ; ares PERS A eae
wz y
‘}again. The next morning the jury; salt Howe was: MEAs Phe f by fev seed
, | Miled into eourt and handed Judgay$ w of ‘tha ‘scaffold had ef-|-**.
4) ‘*€ounts its decision. .The prisoner Pte aks \Zeconcilatiqn. shgtwem rie
{was guilty of murdef in the first}, tS and wife. * Ae
aF: ie 1: + @esree. The ,defense moved for} : eriff Charles, his ‘deputy, tha :
et aes By ye new triak It wad ‘overruled: - | Prisoner: and wife, entered: the
Sue se pag Judge Counts ordered the pris- Rhein ‘Hardin and ‘ Lizzie sat
4a AS AD Sete Ai er to stand upi ‘The spectators, SOW 08 the white effin, neither [
ee A BN Swere quiet, - realizing that thal SPeaking, heither payipg any. at-}
wa get first degree, murder. verdict ¢ar4 ntion to. thousands lining -the f:.;
ried no other sentence. but death. bbote sidewalks, ! The « mule- |"
: #4 >, |Slowly. the “judge ‘intoned | that! eg: avagon luinbered' down, Na.
"Tam. Bound 10 die, Oliver ;Hardin wag to be hanged by sh murddy. street, | ores e301
al Hath cece
sn coming « neck “urtil you are-dead, dead, Hardin and his escort” ‘walked i
sarricaded eo Ais mi . are Phin: dead’ May- God have: mercy’ on Po Age: thirteen stepsof the scat.
tump, The j 5 want. to- sig: by. a. tire in .4 |Your. soul.”«'The. condemnéd ‘man! eat with “urchanging- . mien}.
Telpecton house”™. .-.” ; -. '}was led: away; escorted? by: Blank- erift. Charles: was. grith. and
ab Clay? picked “him up, had'“{a/ensbip: and Francis, pombre. Elder Compton began ta
BEETS’ BD} 1c, pina slide back to the ground,}. Legal” maneuvering” consumed Pr#y. Hardin bowed his head hey!
m which) tor’ Mounts, ‘was ’a: large man,| Weeks. There, was an eppeal -but there were thore who said they!.
when. the Harve. Mounts returned-in a few! the. sands of time “ran out’ for 82 ‘his lips’ moving with 2 last!
hour: be} sites. He was alone. He andj John, Hardin.'The day: of execu-, minute: supplication,: The: prayer”
poral Ellis had’a short. conference: The; tion was’ set for Dec. 172." ~Pnded, | some, one: began A song.:
nel a ‘In the meantime it had beer rdin, stood’and: joined his h roles,
an about! Clay! gene ie Sine pala | concluded by thejauthorities that: -yith the others, ok Ko ka Lae es
eteacing Sometime. later—some said “it] the. wooden jail , ,was Rania Asked if he‘ had anything t
wc. 8}; was. -hours—neighbors ! in * the| to hold a prisoner as’ desperate! gay, Hardin addressed. the crow
dd + John |; SPareely: settled area came to the as ‘a man. sentenced to hanging;) -“T: pry here forkilling a man |.
‘od spout. |) SCene: They saw Mounts was dy-} must “be. “He vas ten to; the: because of my wife. .My wife: was
1 wound, || 128 and: decided against. moving pezenelh daily r ; P the cause of it™all., J thought Th
bush: be him. ‘He ‘died at. three: hang) in} SO ces va len sen inet a was; doing right when I killed 2
"t but fai. |i the: morhing. ‘worked up. for «Har ee (Mounts but. now:<I*;sea}T wasy.*
© soad: In |b. The “body. ok ‘the’ ‘dead. eiicatpeople expressing the opinion that}| wrong, The Lorit has foretven sna vf
n to pull Virginia -loggerlay*in ‘the ‘road | hanging. was’ too, severg’ a crime: for it and. I: am_ready:to. die.”.- ©
“henen Sie until: 11. o'clock: when’: his wife,| for a man-to suffer. because: he -2 Hé announded he had compesed
~.<- | Sarah, arrived on muleback,' She ihad killed: ‘anothér-‘in, a jéalous’ & hymn that’ he’ eter like tof |
had the body of her husband re-|taée."As one-writes-expropeed At sinc: Te was: ‘titled,.: Let “Thy |)"
v= {{ Moved? across Tug River fo, theix “Hanging was a. kind of ‘justice |’ Bosom, Be: My: Pillow.*,* 3 0) A
A as
ces
tin
ae,
ape G
nee ; home." i: bation’ Seem, A, man's J Syst] ) Taking a. sheet, of paner from
ey | The ambush-killess 5 Pi cers ?
yao, realize! te enormity. Sot “his: . “The seaftdld was erected. ‘ini Bie pe pt Sarl peri recraccel
Biss am thes crime‘ 2 as’ *goon*" ‘ast / Tit “was! fand.- c: -half below’: he; town. © der, Let Thy besom bet may: pil; :
Cr re tw done, pa tteee to’ flee. down: the Grundy ‘on, the -Levisa > Fork: of |; Yow,” he ‘sangy vis7!)) bsyyis 4
pit So ge knees, andy “Branch. The‘exact trail:he the Big Sandy river. The: strue=F s The sons ended,: he bowed. i
> pea ay, dok to escape Is “hot kidwh But{ ture. completed, Sheriff Charles’
a; mountain. ballad,, “The Legend ordered himself a-blackisuit; Re-
Pore felt of John Hardin.” saya that, com-platives: ‘Shy Handing, core to! the}
to Tu ver and not finding} Sheriff, solicited é ’
ote bre actin i ha Socks ‘he plunged inte * thel said. they Paolo taltex it: at the f misery.’ 4+ i :
' * BSereena, {Stream “and: swam ‘across. in. ‘an Brains ene for. busiel pon. Apex t fic Sheritt. Chiles ‘teckods at ae
his. hand}effort. to catch a train. that. was; Pranc Betrend: done, thay! watch, told Hardin he -had - ‘but:
= Mounts( due: ‘The train was > late - end!| went ‘out .and..ordered: “By ‘placke} dining minutes tg Jive. . .9.5%;".
"278" fow-ot the! Haréin solight safety, in the; Vetaerd mo sor: their’ Irinsman, % +-:,» That's ‘a- short: life." the: pris,
ne ® ie yd poad.} lands. tory ie Bites eR forse approecty igner: quipped with a. smile <,),
eer nelding’ gf (Six? days’ ‘lates! 'Jeiries: ‘Charles; ing. € artes” pn fr ETe took’a piece of tobacco from
at looked ‘sheriff “of, Bughanan’ county, ap~ | Buty, Faris Charlesawent to Tazeyhpis pocket.and while’ reaching its
life, ‘The| Prvached him at War Basle, West} well. $0 ‘claim, their tisoner. Ol to Charles requested him to gives
Lie Virginia.,“He’-was “brought: stall ‘theiy return: they f traveled bY? it 40 a (Mrs. Dennis: who: was ing
ig right | Grundy, Nirginia, “and dnearcer train t¢ Raven, Viyginia, where j the ictowd,” iam. ready: now,”;
ofS icyy y | ated “im the “litde® wooden: Jails the, three. began. al long: horses he said, “Don’t fell he wheit y :
Hae nal age Oa AR ene ace mac eat ia time Some ek
fee Et Me tain < 3° gang’ for} { 4 - .
spe cabin vote ‘typical “ballad;. of show ; 4itt was’ to. go.ta his death he re~ ee, efisted ‘She “reps and:
~ Oe Elis? -Hardin“tried ‘te’ escape® ‘put’ was
sas si captured | because’ the. “eastbound
train was lates? )4e: fe. y
“The day ‘Sheriff: Charles arived
Fat. “Grundy , with: his’ prisoner an
éxamination | ‘of the! charge, was
made, | Hardin ‘waived ‘TE He the
Buchanan ‘county: ‘grand- jury: He
was ‘Indicted’ Oct. 27 and by agrée-
ment of counsel: of both sides rad
‘case: was docketed for Noy.:3 eee!
Phe ‘court at thé beginning ‘of
the, trial placed: the. ‘prisoner in
the? Seuspody: of two hefty deputy:
- Gree. went
2 Mid ithe}
and: FLY MM. ‘Francis, _‘Phese* two
took every preeaution' to see that
the: 21-year-old Criminal, did nota:
Pescapej, and during the’ trial: the;
¢wo flanked Hardin’s every move
from the courtroom to, the jail. «
loaded with : entire’ families came
‘sheriffs, (J. ‘N.* W.' Blankenship] 4
quested the ‘rites ‘of baptism and
before’a great concourse of peod
ple on’ the bank -of ' the ‘Leyisa.
Fork, Elder ‘Wallace’ ‘Campton: of
ficiated: at the’ ceremony. Bic ENOTE |
‘yHanging: ‘day: arrived: ands
did’ thousands of peep ‘from: the
‘entire tri-state: atea,..I was. ‘the
greatest ’ erowd, that? “had fever:
jamimed «into: the: mount “town
on > the} Lavisa °*Fork.; “Wagons
from All, the.main , head’stream!
valleys’ of, the, oye ané Big, San-
eet Ke
ly in ca momning. “Sheriff
Charles: sawW-to the last: “prepara> }
tion. fot. jis ‘official duties,. The
home-made coffin, lihed: and coy-
ered with, white. satiny WAS! placed,
jn a waton:diawn, HBP the
Ade “Phe trial, at which’ he: pleaded
2 4not. “guilty,” lasted five days. On:
the. ‘afternoon * of: the’ fifth day,
litle jai, pee ‘
ret few ¢ minutes ® ‘fast. “pean
‘Charles’ and 4, deputy’! entered |
| final ‘arguments having been ¢ cons thes condemned man’s cell. Hard- |
seeking ; pleted,’ the jury-retired. They
at. he come. turned” in‘ a ‘short; ‘white’ toe
| Bes. Ps ec aibneseers ny 2s Jude, =a
2, Re ~
an his last *hours»\ was ‘neatly |
Shgven 2 and..dress Bae as im ES. aoe
Hasse 8 Oe
is ee Ta 5 aa
a at <
} places where ‘people: ‘will gather»
‘} The: Legend ef JohR Hardin,” }s
: in, comforted by’ his wife,; Lizzie, ts They’ sing of. Say an heel ‘
train was late’and of: John Hards| © "ok
ss who went ta: es a feat wit ie ale *
prepared to slip,a black Tgod ev}
er Hardint face... Rae Cite Wa 4
‘the ‘sheriff's’ action, and-remem-{
bered the: elgar ‘he had t inf”
;his <‘mouth" a _moment.
| remetied: it” to”
to.execute him, said 'sardo cally 7:
SD will this ’ me oe Lonard abe
eat aa
‘Whe sheriff-held-the cigar ins =
his: left Nand, raised his. right: ”
9 ?
K
ae to swing ‘down. with a
send John* Hardin. te to death. :
* The. spectacle ofa man Zong
i Hardin endeared . him’. in <-thé:
eers Even today,:in. the Tecesse:
of | the Cumberlands, there | ar
} in, .the © late ° evenings. “and sing,!~
"to the accompaniment oef-a guitar}
Por banjos i ynre as
pes end enies a.
“The: killer of John’ Mounts: dennk, ae
: Tnan' who’ fre, H
et:-to-cut the”‘ropé that « “would "s
to-his death’ as nonchalantly as ,
'hearts of, the. rugged mountain, Fe
HARDY, John, black,:hanged at Roanoke, Va., on June ll, 1907.
«THe HARDY HANGING . . ;
vohn Hardy, negro and alleged slayér-oS Officer” Beard, wes denied
a#ri*t of srror by the Supreme Court end sentenced to hang June 14th
“amt > Vota rea ‘and *1 ° i ae way AM Ceo cre: Ey PAS Sees UTA
5 anee .9* Lawyers and two of che Jury who found nim guilty be-
Belgeda vov. uwanson to conmute the sentence to life imprisonment,
et Nak success. dudge salter rn. otavles was perticularly active to-
Ward u is On? NAG “ts wa) raf a ro vats : rye fe ’ : .
ters th Se Sram unsuccessiul. LO the Latal aay, efforts were pressed
lat Hardy be &accorded some show of‘mercy.
41) ry 4- Le Re f- - ¢ v ¥ ) 7] )
iE: June llth, the scaffold arrived trom Pearisburg by express.
his pote Cusee cere had already‘assisted at six hangings). On the
appointed day the scaffold was ready. A sed, ‘last interview was re-
ported by a member of the Times staff. Hardy recalléd the nappy
- *) oy - ye ‘ ON yn 1Y¥ $e c < € fe eo, hes ed
days the spent near Cave opring and decldred he was neither mean
nor a drunk. when asked why did he carry so many weapons the poor
fellow replied “Protection Boss, just protection."
ee Hardy mounted the scarfold unassisted. Facing desth he reiterated
that Officer Jeard shot first and that he shot in self defense. "I shot
<t ra she defense and will die for that," were in effect his last.words.
vo a. P< ae. the trap was sprung. To the horrow of witnesses the rope
| eae Nercifully the victim was unconscious. The hanging was restaged
hes not Before a policeman added 2 note of macabre humor by
esarema ee the trap. Hardy was pronounced dead at 7:30 a.m.
S ga + ‘ yy + ; 1)
a Feet last eyo eut ion held in Hoanoke. In the -future capital
funisnments were hela in xichmond arfd death inflicted in the electric
F chair.) Hardy was described as "more knave than a fool" and meny
in .oanoKke believed him innocent. ‘The truth will never be known.
is
A HISTORY OF THE CITY OF ROANOKE, by Ramond P, Barnes,’ p. 395,.
"(Special to the TIMES DISPATCH.) - June 1), 1907-John Hardy, the negro murderer of Officer
Beard was hanged twice this morning, owing to the fact that the rope broke, and finally
died fifteen minutes after the first drop from strangulation,: The rope was a half-inch
manilla and a mistake was made by allowing too much slack, No preparations had been made
for tying his limbs, and an extra rope was tied around his: legs, while a pair of handcuffs
were used for his wrists. ‘The trap was first sprung at 7:20 by Sergeant Tillett. The
rope snapped at the ting, Hardy falling on the brick pavement below, He attempted to
rise, and a cry of horrer went through the crowd of fifty men within the inclosure.
Policemen and ékhers carried him on the scaffold ‘and during the excitement BXXEAKSEKANS
Officer Eans fell through the trap-door, Hardy, was held up while the rope was tied
and the trap sprung. At 7:35 physicians pronounced him deads The negro did not have
anything to say from the time he left the jail, and during the five minutes’ preparation,
not a tremor went over him. Before going to the scaffold he reiterated his statement
that the officer fired first at him, He was atbbénded on the scaffold by Rev. Hodges,
a Negro Methodisé preacher. About fifty men and three women, the latter in the jail pare
lor, witnessed the hanging, and several hundred were outside. The body was taken to the
Richmond medical college today." TIMES-DISPATCH, Richmond, Vase, June 15, 1907 (43 30)
"Roahoke, Vae, May 22, 1907 = The Supreme Court of Virginia to-day denied the appeal of
John Hardy, the negro who murdered Policeman R, M, Beard, for a new trial, Hardy shot
Beard while the latter, together with other officers was raiding a place in Northwest
Roanoke last October, He was convicted and sentenced to hang, He will now be re-
sentenced to death,"
TIMES-DISPATCH, R,chmond, Virginia, May 23, 1907 (9436)
"(Special to the Times-Dispatch.) Wytheville, Vae. Oct
: Ny er) 26 1906, =
negro caren oF Policeman Beard of Roanoke, and who was gent to Wytheville for cafet
and lodged in the jail here, is improving from the wound inflicted by himself at the
HARDY, John, black, hanged Roanoke, Vae, June 1), 1907 = Continued,
THE CRIME.
"(Special by Southern Bell Telephone.) Roanoke, Vae,y Oct. 12. = The murder of Officer
Re Me Beard, a brave and big-hearted policeman, by a negro named John Hardy early this
morning was a shock to the entire city. The negro murderer joined in flight four
other negro murderers that have disappeared from the city after committing crimes that
will take them to the gallows, Officer Beard had gone with Officers Trout and Hancock
to look for thieves, and was shot by Hardy, who was staying with a negro woman named
Minnie Patterson. Officer Hancock came on to the police station this morning with the
negro woman, and reported the murder, Chief Dyer was aroused and sent telegrams all
over the Line of the Norfolk and Western Railway before dawn. Coroner Lewis was noti-
fied, and summoned a jury to meet at Je M, Oakley & Coj's place, where they viewed the
body and then went to the police station where they heard the evidence, Officers
Beard and Hancock went to the old Alleghany Instituté Building in search of Charles
Turner, a notorious chicken thief, They knocked at the door, but it was some time be-
fore it was opened, Hardy and the colored woman were in the rooms While they were
putting on their clothing, Officer Beard told the other policeman to go out and search
for the party they wanted. They went out and then heard three shots, and saw the negro
man run out of the door, They fired at him as he went down the steps, but he escapede
They went back to Officer Beard, who had dropped down in the hall. They had not been
a out of the room a minute, The jury returned a verdict in accordance with the above
es facts, The dead man was about fifty years of age, and a native of Franklin county. He
ly, was a member of Lakeland Lodge of Masons, He leaves a wife and eight children, the
oldest fourteen, the youngest six weeks of age. He served nine years on the police
force, and there was not a single report against him during that time. It is stated
by negroes today that Hardy had committed a murder in West Virginia, and it is thought
that that accounted for his shooting Officer Beard, thinking he was after him on that
charge. The Board of Aldermen tonight received a message from the Mayor, in which he
says human life seemed to be held in little asfeem in Roanoke, and the negroes were
aiding in the escape of criminals, He says the stats of affairs in the city is alarming,
and that nearly every negro is armed, The Board of Aldermen offered a reward of $250
for the capture of the murderer, The Governor has been asked to supplement this, The
Board of Aldermen also offered $100 reward for the capture of Alexander Perkins, who
Killed Rose Lucas, and Stewart Straw, who killed Pierce Moore,"
TIMES-eDISPATCH, Richmond, Oct. 13, 1906 (5/36
Accord: fo The (oanohe Tihuts 6/4/07
The Sope hrohe Curry this Cxecu to.
HARDY, John
"roanoke, Vae,y 6=Ll-1907-John Hardy, a negro, who shot and
killed Police Officer Robert M, Beard last October, was
hanged early today in the Roanoke jail yard. He was sen-
tenced to be executed in January last but an appeal to
the State Supreme secured a reprieve, Beard and another
policeman were searching the old Allegheny Institute
for thieves when Hardy shot him," (Find no record of
appeal)
NN
B'HAM NEWS, B'ham, Alabama, June 1h, 1907
; i ; ’ . P v4 “)
See ltr. feom Roanoke, front, VA - BK & M&S. EX,
: i ; JG =
info Van xsalte-Va. Book and wageazine kscerpts
time of his capture. .The jail physician has taken out the eye, which was so badly
injured, and the prisoner is now resting more comfortably
with every prospect for his ultimate recovery. As soon as he has sufficiently re-
covered, he will be returned to Roanoke to stand trial." TIMES=-DISPATCH, Richmond,
VA, Octe 27, 1906 (2/5&6.)
by Southern Bell Telephone, )
"(Special tOxKXXXRMNKKAKKSADOK) Roanoke, Vae, Oct. 16. - Je We. Hardy, the negro mur-
derer of Officer Beard, lies at the city jail tonight in a dying condition as a result
of a desperate attempt to escape capture this morning. Cross Shelling, a farmer who
resides on Bent Mountain, about 17 miles from the city, found the negro in his barn
this morning. The negro asked for food, and shelling told him to come into the house,
that he would give him all he wanted, recognizing him as the murderer, Shelling then
went out and found Thomas Puckett, a neighbor, and with his son, Estel, went into
the house to attempt the capture of the negro, As they grabbed him, the negro reached
for his gun and fired three times, but missed, and then said he would kill himself
before he would be captured alive, and then fired into his left jaw, the ball coming
out through his right eye, The negro was taken out of the house to H. Te Bowman's
store, about two miles distant, where Dr. Tinsley looked after the negro's wounds, The
doctors say there is very little chance for his recovery. He was placed in a surrey and
brought to Roanoke, arriving here about nine o'clock tonight, and then placed in the
city jail, The city physician and other doctors will perform an operation on him to=
night. He makes no denial of the fact that he killed Officer Head and expresses regret ba
that he did not kill himself, The arrest caused a great deal of excitement, but owing
to the negro's condition there is no danger of lynching. An operation was performed by
Drs. Armstead and Arye on the negro, A crowd gathered in front of the jai}, but
nearly all disappeared when Mayor Cutchin advised them to go home," TIMES-DISPATCH,
Richmond, Virginia, October 17, 1906 (1/3.)
"(Special by Southern Bell Telephone.) Roanoke, Vaey Octe 15. = Baldwin detectives and
police learned today that John Hart (sic), the negro murderer, was in hiding near
Roanoke and two posses left tonight on horseback, armed with Winchester rifles, They
expect to capture him by tomorrow morning, William Brown, the negro pastor of a Bap-=
tist Church here, came to the police today with $25 to offer as a reward for his capture."
TIMES DISPATCH, Rychmond, Vasey Oct. 16, 1906 (5/2
"(Special by Southern Bell Telephone.) Two reports came to the police today that a
negro, in his shirt sleeves, wounded in the right leg, has been seen near Roler Mines,
about 2 miles from the city, answering to the description of John Hardy, who murdered
Officer Beard, One came from a negro, who said the wounded man had a gun in his hand,
and the other from a white man, who was squirrel hunging and saw him in the woods, A
posse of, police and Baldwin detectives went out this afternoon, but failed to locate
the negro, They went, out again tonight armed with Winchestersg ‘and are confident of %
running him down tonight. A subscription list was started by the Evening World today
to aid the widow and her eight children. Subscriptions have been liveral, and with ‘
the $125 handed to the Chief of Police, and contributions of the police force, they A
amount to over $500 tonight. The funeral of the dead officer twill take place at 3
o'clock tomorrow afternoon, starting from the Police Court, Mayor Kutchin, Police
Justice Bryan and ex-Mayor Wood and and Andrews will be pall-bearers, The active makk
pallebearers will be members of the Red Men and Masons," ‘
‘TIMES=DISPATCH, Richmgnd, Virginia, October 1), 1906 (9=)
x
member,
. A coroners jury was summoned by
Or. J. N. Lewis, the city coroner, which
met at the undertaking establishment
— OC Oakey & Company, where the body
of the dead officer had been removed
(rom Alleghany Institute and after
viewing the remains, retired to the
~ Office of the chief of police where the
only three witnesses to the Terrible af-
-- fair, were examined. 4,
Policeman Joe Trout was first called.
{
He stated that he and Officer Hancock)
had been detailed on some special work
jooking after some thieves. who had
been operating in various parts of the
city. They received information that
they were at the old Alleghany In-
make a search. It being a large build-
ing Officer Beard was detailed by the
sergeant to assist in making the search.
cided that they would go to the top
floor first. They first caliet on an old
“pegro womah, WHOS polnted to a door
down the hall and said that she thought
the persons wanted were in there- They}
knocked on the door and as there was
geome delay in it being opened they
pushed it in
Segoe _They found the negro Hardy, and
the room and both were placed under
arrest. Mr. Beard told the other two
that he would remain {n charge of the]
the other part of the building. They!
had only proceeded the length of’ the |
when they heard the shots fred,|
turning, saw the negro dart down,
the steps. Both of the officers fired at,
him as he was running and he fell.
They thought that he had been hit.|
Officer Beard was found lying partly;
in the door and never spoke after being}
shot.
Officer A. E. Hancock was also ex-
amined and made practically the same
statement of Mr. Trout. He stated that’
he was sure the negro was either killed:
or wounded and that they would find!
him et the bottom of the steps. but that}
-.. whem they weat to look the negro-had}|
disappeared.
Mr. 8. G. Oakey stated that he had’
examined the body’ of the murdered
officer and found three bullet wounds.
One ball had entered the right ier
a little to the right of the cen
second the left side in the abdo ood
a third in the right arm.
Hardy in the room, was next called,
and stated that when she awakened
Hardy was on the floor apparently,
jooking for his trousers. The officers!
came in and after Trout and Hancock!
had left the room she started to the
closet to get a skirt. She was stoop
ing down looking for the skirt when
thought he got the coat. I[t is then,
it is supposed, he got the pistol and
did.the firing. Sbe did not know how
sogny shots were fired. They were all!
in rapid successton and she closed the;
closet door as soon as the first shot
was heard.
Every effort ts being made to appre- |
hend the/murderer and descriptions of
“him have been sent to all the places
along the line of road where it ts» at!
Detective Agency volunteered their as-
ota |
Gaptinsed ea Sixth Page
. ; ai
s -
r | he
‘
——stituieaodtast night started there to]:
They arrived at the building and de-|
woman named Minnis Patiersan in}
prisoners while they made a search of |,
The negro woman who was with!
Hardy asked to be allowed to get his|.
coat, and reaching over her head she
ij
- /Cs nome
TH: HARDY HANGING
John Hardy, negro and alleged slayer of Officer Beard, was denied
a’writ cf zrror oy the Suyreme Court and sentenced to hang June 14th.
A number of lawyers and two of the jury who found him guilty bve-
seiged Gov. Swanson to commute the sentence to life imprisonment,
without success. Judge walter K. Staples was particularly active to-
ward this end, but unsuccessful. To the fatal day, efforts were pressed
that Hardy be accorded some show of mercy.
On June llth, the scaffold arrived from Fearisburg by exoress.
(This perticular gibbet had already assisted at six hangings). (Cn the
appoinved day the scaffold was ready. A sed, last interview was re-
ported by a member of the Times staff. Hardy recalled the nappy
cays he spent near Cave Spring and declared he was neither mean
nor a@ drunk. when asked why did he carry so many weavons the poor
fellow replied "Protection Boss, just vrotection."
Hardy mounted the scaffold unassisted. Pacing death he reiterated
that Officer 3eard shot first and that he shot in self defense. "I shot
in seif defense and will die for that," were in effect his last words.
At 7:20 a.m. the trap was Sprung. To the horrow of witnesses the rop
oroxe! Mercifully the victim was unconscious. The hansing was rest
but not Before a policeman added a note of macabre humor by
salling through the trap. Hardy was vronounced cead at 7:3) a.m.
(This was the last execution hele in xXoanoke. In the future capital
cunisnments were helc in Xichmond and death inflicted in the electric
te ote
chair.) Hardy was described as "more kneve than a Sool" and meny
0
in xoanoxe vcvelieved him innocent. The truth Will never be known.
sorry, I cannot *ind source - focsted in some old papers. This was
Jonn Hardy, black, hsnged at Roanoke, Virginia, on $-1):-1907 for the
murder of Police Officer 3eard. If you ret snvthing else, pleass send
copies,
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John Hardy, Negro Desperado |.
Who Murdered Policeman,
Not Yet Captured.
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>“ BEOODHOUNDS TAKE =~
TRAIL, BUT LOSE IT
eed
Gevelopmeats in the Beard murder |'
case, The negro, John Hardy, is still
. at large; and- the police have no -ctue
to his whereabouts as far as can be
ascertained.
Officer Brown afrtved in the city
at 3 o’olock yesterday from Wytbe-
ville and jn company with several of
th® policemen of the city went to
the Alleghany Institute with his
Dloodhounds. The dogs strock a
trail ahd followed it for some ais
tance to a road down the hill and
about a quarter of « mile from the
scene of the tragedy. At this point
f the trall was lost and although re-
| efforts were made, the dogs
geemed unable to pick it up again.
After making a vain effort the offic-
ers with the dogs returned to the
city about 7 o’clock.
A splendid pho ph of the mur-
derer has been obtain and was sent
off last night to Baltimore to have a
eut made.- This will be sent to the’
police in the different cities, and tt
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wy alee
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ia th
while until Hardy ts placed under ar-
A negro
the city early yesterday morning re-
ported that he bad seen a man cross
the Roanoke and Southern tracks and
go into the woods in the direction of
Cave Spring. The dogs were taken
to the place late yesterday afternoon
man who was coming to|D
tal
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af
hi
and followed the tracks to the negro |tc |
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gettlement near Cave Spring. The
whole settlement was searched, but
no clue could be found. Hardy is
well known there, but every one de-
nied having seen him.
The remains of Officer Beard were
removed from the undertaking ¢es-
*_ _ tablishmént to his home tn the Bouth- {°
east section of the city yesterday af- |
ternoon, and the funeral will take
place Snnday. The arrangements | J;
have Bot::yet been wompleted, but} -
will be conducted by the Masons and
Red Men, doth of which orders he
was a member. = on
_ It te probable that the four ex- mee
¥ mayors of the city, the present mayor, he 3
ent ehiat? of notice and three ser! ~
ed
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HANDY, John, black, hanged
SOKA HARDY DIES”
ON THE- SCAFFOLD
Negre Who Murdered Policeman Robert M. Beard
Pays the Penalty of His Bloody Crime on
Gallows in Roanoke Jail Yard.
A SICKENING SIGHT AT
THE MORNING EXECUTION
Rope Snaps When Body Shoots Through Death Trap and
Gains for Its Victlm 2 Few Minutes More Life—Neck Is§
Broken by Second Drop—Remains Shipped to Medical!
College at Richmond—Hardy’s Last Night on Earth,
— |
John Hardy, the negro murderer of Policeman R. \f./&
Beard, paid the penalty for his crime yesterday = morn-'
Ing at 7:20 o'clock. The first time the drop fell the rope broke}!
tnd it was necvssary to again put him on the scaffuld. He was
not killed the first time and after the second
was pronounced dead five minutes luter.
Tha bells had just ruog out the hour of seven
had ‘arrived when John Hardy,
Police Officer Robert M. Beard, should pay the penalty for his
crime, The bright sunshine was the only thing to dispel the
gloom within. One was remioded of the sadness that hovered
above Roanoke on the night of October 11th, when the heart
of s true man was silenced forever by the hand of a brute, who,
though apparently a good negro, was more knave than fool.
The time had come when law and justice should prevail.
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at Roanoke, Virginia, June 14, 1907, —
- a eaty yeoterday morning, Johea Hardy, the negro marderer of Po-
liceanan Beard, paid the penalty of his crime oa the scaffold. The his
tory of the crime as publiabed from Uren to time in tha colamae of this
paper and repeated te yesterday morning's iseuc, is well known to thoso
who tarterest themecives in such matters. .
‘ Harty speat a very restices night, not once cloaing hie eyes. Nev.
C. K. Hodges, a colored minister, was with him, and the most of the night
was speat in prayer. Hardy repeatedly aacured those who were around
that he had pe foars for the future and was reedy to co. Ip the moruing
be was gives his breakfast at 6 o'clock and ato rather beartily.
At 6:45 Sergeant Tillett came into the jall corridor and read the
Geath warrant. This was received atnically by Hardy. After the reading
’ The proceestom started for the scaffold te charge of Aeretant Titiett aad
Jailer Allew. Hardy walked unassisted. The carration was to havo ta-
Kem ptace at T o’ciock, bet the repe wae pot adjusted, and K was 7:30
before the rope was adjusted. Duriag- thie time Hardy stood by, not
eaying a word,
At 7:30 & was annoenced that all was ia rradiaces, and the (rap
wee sprung. As Hardy shot downward the rope saapped ce the bram
nad be fell tm a beap. Thrro wae a gasp of horror from the gprctators,
aad Uboss tn charge ef the csecation qaichiy ran to him and - Wat agele
peatsted te the scaffold. It required ten minutes to do this, and & was
7:80 whem the second drop fell. Fire minutes later be was proeoumcd
Grea. < nee
Where the repe broke the hady relied over aader the ecafold, bet
thewe wee pet o grean er twitch, Lt seas srem that Wile waa wet catire-
ly artiort, and & mode the erred ciccution pecresary. Je a minete sfier
- Khe fal the oficiales took hiss beck oo the ecaSeld, placed him co the
trap sod herid hie while the rope was bring adjecied aad sprung Ue trap
@ eecoed Ume. Before this was doee Odicer Eance tn passing over
"the trap, fell through. ————..
Preyeve wrre eftverd in the Jalil sed hywes swag, aad on the
eeaffotd the burial prayer was read by Rev. Wodgre, whe has been
Rarty‘s sptricea) advisor during hie tecarcrretica.
" “Hardy was prosounceé Grad at 7:35, and the Body was takra’ down
—end -careed over to Undertaker Oakey... A pleiem cashrt was walt-
fag tm the jafl corridor aad as soon as life was proncesced estiact he
was placed tn the cofia,
The body of Hardy, acrordiagto law, gore te the Medical BRociety
of Virgiale and i be sald the socirty has granted K to the University of
Virgtale, The society’s Gepoeltory in in Richmond and Hardy's body
was chipped to thal place eat! ‘it te merded af the Univereky,
‘Im preparing the body for shipmret, Mr. Uskhry was comstaaily be-
pet by o large crowd of boys and mrn. The plals pine casket was the
evject ef greet curtoety uall] Ke d-partare ce the 1-89 trate for
, J _ e
HARRIS, Billy
Slave Billy Harris, the property of John Drun-
mond, was executed "at Richmond, Va., on Aug. 19,
1796, for burglary. Velued at 80 lbs, Tried
by Hus tings Court, kxecution attested by Dep,
Benj. Moseby.
Va. Stete Archives, Auditor's ‘Records, Item 153,
Box 1, 1796 Envelope,
Box Vb, Exec. /apers of Gav.
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HUGE.
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white man of Free Union Townshya |
. Taylor Harmon, black, hanged Charlottesville
and clerk at Whites General Stove Va., on June D7, 1896, for murder, ;
of that place. On CVEnINg of [PYesnaared 1897 Chicago TRIBUNE, sent by Massey &
victhin wtad fo micreants house containing 1896 execution list.
and castigated rts denizens for rowdiness. Plso harrangutd & boarder at the plice named billions
Nelson delinguint shore actount. Mrcreant bashed Victin over htad wie an tron how aad
then with help of Nelson, Carried him to the Genera Store where he worked and resided, brote
tato fhe place + fot lung inside, Sawed bus head otf witty an tee-Cupper5 Sau, robbed the
premises and burned thiw down. Harmim denied gut to the Lett tnd Welson furned States Evid.
"Dec. 20, 1901 - A special from Bristol, Tenn., says Cicero 4arris, colored, was hanged
in the Bristol, Virginia, courthouse yard this morning at 10:57 o'clock. He was pro-
nounced dead at 11:12 o'clock, and the body was immediately cut down. His last words were:
'The Lord has blessed me and I am ready to meet my God.' The body was shipped to the
University of Virginia medical department at Charlottesville. Cicero Harris' crime was
committed September 28 last. He killed Samuel Ware, also colored, In the trial it was
charged that Harris had paid attention to Ware's wife. Ware secured a warrant for
Harris' arrest, but it was never served, The men met in a negro district in Bristol,
when Harris charged Ware had made threats against him, Ware turned away and Harris shot
him three times. One ball penetrated Ware's head and he fell. Harris was sentenced to hang
October 15. The supreme court sustained the lower court and sentenced him to die November
22. Governor Tyler respited Harris to December 20 and yesterday denied a re ommendation
to commute the sentence to life imprisonment,"
JOURNAL, Atlanta, Georgia, Dec. 20, 1901 (11/h.)
HARRIS, Cicero, black, hanged at Bristol, Va., on Dec. 20, 1901.
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message to ncil recommending that
&@ reward of $250 be offered for the cap-
an additional reward will be offered.
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regretted. . -
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five boys and a girl. He recently sold
his property fn the city and bought a
small farm near Roanoke. He had
asked for a leave of absence three dayr
next week when he expected to move
his family to the farm and told Chief
Dyer that he would remain on. the
ferce until spring, when he would re-
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Clew of the Two Early Birds (Continued from Page 23) opriciAL DETECTIVE STORIES
A hole-up. A predetermined plan to
hide until the time set for the
slaying had arrived. And the distance
out
from the Fort Lewis Hotel to the
Wiley-Hall Motor Company was less
than a mile.
Can you describe them?” asked
Waldron.
” ELL. they both seemed young, one
about twenty-two and the other
around twenty. The older one had a
big face. bushy black hair, and a nose
that looked like it had been broken at
one time. The other was smaller,
slenderer. kind of blond, and I remem-
ber he was wearing a black chauf-
feur’s cap. This one had on a dark
leather jacket. J think the older one
had on an Army overcoat, but he didn't
have on a soldier's uniform.”
‘How did they register?”
“They registered as Thomas Crain
and James Dipper. of Charleston, West
Virginia.”
\ dron thanked the man for his
ation. then conferred with Lieu-
yt Webb.
might have had a legitimate
eason for holing up in a room like
t.” Waldron said, “but to me it
sounds like a four o'clock call for mur-
icr. And I'm also sure the names are
phony What do you think?”
Webb blinked thoughtfully behind
his tortoise-shell glasses, then arose.
‘Check the bus and railway stations
1 _and if you can’t find any evidence
were Waiting for an early morning
> or train—then I'd invite them in
for a chat.”
A check of the local bus and railway
facilities drew a blank. Station em-
carefully questioned by Wal-
eputies. had failed to note any-
ing a train or bus answering
P ptions Lewis had given. Sher-
iff Waldron immediately flashed a mes-
5 to the Charleston police. Who, he
i to know. were Thomas Crain
James Dipper?
been assigned the task of tracking
down the Phantom. State Troopers
were brought in from every part of
Virginia and placed on a 24-hour patrol
of all highways and roads coming with-
in the circle of the killer's activities.
Almost a score of men with unsavory
reputations or with undefined sources
of money were hauled to Roanoke
Headquarters and subjected to strin-
cent questioning. All of them vigorous-
y denied being the killer.
Almost every stool pigeon was con-
tacted, but they seemed to know noth-
ing, As one of them said: “The guy’s
a ghost. He ain't from here. or we'd
know about it.”
FINGERPRINT experts, who had
sweated through an inch by inch
examination of the room in the Fort
Hotel occupied by the mysterious
+ o’clock callers,” had managed to find
three clear prints, Refusing to become
rely elated, they made a check
hote! employes.
Lewis
premat
with
Their worst fears were realized.
rhree of the prints belonged to a maid:
he fourth, to a bellboy. Their careful
vation of the room had brought
rothing in the way of a clew. The
ccupants had not left behind even a
crap of paper.
At 9 o'clock that night officers in a
roving squad car from the Roanoke
Police Department observed a small
coupe parked approximately 50 yards
‘rom a filling-station in the rear of the
Roanoke Hotel. The rear and sides were
well splattered with mud. Shortly after
ele o'clock, when the officers re-
turned, the car was still there—the red
slow of a cigarette shining behind the
windshield. :
The squad car pulled up. Two beams
of light stabbed into the interior. There
was a sudden scurry of movement be-
hind the wheel, and then the slam of
the ylove-compartment door.
What do you want?" a heavy-set
tnan demanded from behind the wheel.
“What's the trouble here-—car broke
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» now every available officer had*
down?” asked one of the officers.
“No, I'm okay. Everything's okay.”
“Well, that’s fine. Now what are you
doing, sitting here since nine o'clock?”
“None of your business. I got a right
to be here, Coppers.”
Respectable citizens usually don't
bare their teeth at police officers. The
patrolmen had always found this to be
so. And the way the man had said
“coppers” indicated an extreme dis-
taste for anything resembling the law.
After fruitlessly endeavoring to get
the man to give a plausible reason for
his wait near the station, the patrol-
men brought him to Headquarters. A
search of the car revealed a pint of
whisky, maps of North Carolina and
West Virginia, two square yards of
black material and a .32 caliber re-
volver stuck in the glove compartment.
OANOKE police became even more
excited when they learned that the
man was “Chuck” Gilmore. Approxi-
mately four months before he had been
arrested on suspicion of holding up a
Roanoke pawn-shop, but had proven
an alibi and had been released. Before
that arrest he had served two short
terms for drunkenness and assault.
“What were you waiting for, Chuck?”
one detective demanded.
“Nothing, I was just smoking a
cigarette.”
“Yeah, I believe you took time out to
smoke a few Cigarettes after pulling the
Rice job near Lexington, didn't you?”
“You're nuts—I didn’t kill that guy!
Don’t know anything about it!”
“Why the gun, Chuck?”
“Somebody gave it to me to keep, a
soldier friend of mine. It don’t mean
a thing.”
The grilling went on with Gilmore
doggedly eluding every trap the de-
tectives set for him. However, to every
outright demand to explain his pres-
ence near the filling-station, he refused
to give a plausible explanation. Once
he said he was supposed to meet a
friend of his who worked at the Nor-
folk & Western yards near by, and
when this was refuted by the man he
named, he countered with an assertion
that the man “was afraid to get mixed
up in anything.’’ Temporarily post-
poning further questioning, detectives
remanded him to a cell.
Officers checking Gilmore's alibi for
the night of Daugherty’s murder—he'd
said that he had seen a movie, stopped
at a barbecue stand for a sandwich, and
then had gone home to bed at a lodging
house on Campbell Street—met with
negative results.
No one at the theatre knew Gilmore
or recalled his purchasing a ticket; the
man who ran the barbecue stand
claimed he “never heard of him—
might have been here, but I can’t say
he was or wasn’t”; and the woman who
ran the lodging house said she couldn't
begin to know when Gilmore returned
to his room on the night of the slay-
ing, that her boarders, many of them
railway employes, came and went at all
hours of the day and night.
The officials immediately searched
Gilmore’s room. In there they found a
one-page program detailing coming
pictures at the same theatre that Gil-
more said he had attended on the night
of the crime. But other than that,
they found nothing to either prove or
disprove a case against the suspect.
Was Gilmore the killer? All the of-
ficers had against him were circum-
stantial evidence and their suspicions;
and these were far from enough. And
if the suspect was the slayer, how
could they prove it against him? What
could they do to make him talk?
ND then again, what about Thomas
Crain and James Dipper, the
youths who had registered at the hotel?
By nightfall, the officers received
startling information about these two
youths. Charleston police reported
that they did locate a James Dipper
and a Thomas Crain in that city. How-
ever, Dipper was a 65-year-old contrac-
tor and Crain a prominent attorney.
Both men, of unblemished reputations,
had not been out of Charleston for at
least three months.
“The names are phony, at least
we've established that much,” said
Lieutenant Webb. “And when a man
writes a phony name on a register,
he's up to something. I sure want to
find those two early birds!”
HE night clerk’s descriptions of the
youths were flashed to police depart-
ments and sheriffs’ offices in all sur-
rounding states. Offering their co-
operation, a radio station in Roanoke
broadcast the same descriptions at fre-
quent intervals.
Detectives, seeking to trace the dis-
carded brown mask, learned that two
chain stores in Roanoke and Salem had
sold over a hundred sets of seat covers
similar to the material from which the
mask had been cut, To track down
every purchaser was a seemingly im-
possible task, but spurred by the fact
that a killer was on the loose, the
weary officers continued their quest.
Their perseverance was rewarded.
On the fourth day following the mur-
der, they found a youth working at a
Jefferson Street filling-station who re-
ported that two days previously he had
been sweeping out the floorboard of a
car when he observed a child tearing
at a rent in the cover on the back seat.
“There was a big square cut out of
the cover and the kid was making it
worse,” the youth said. “So when the
owner of the car came out, I asked him
about it. He said somebody cut it the
other night, that the kid couldn’t hurt
it any more than it was.”
“Who was he? Did you know him?”
“I think the boss knew him. Seemed
to me like he called him Mr. Perkins
or Perkinson.”
The detectives immediately inter-
viewed the proprietor.
“Yes, I have a customer by the name
of Perkins—Robert Perkins. Wait a
minute, I'll give you his address. Any-
thing wrong?”
The detectives assured him they
were only making a routine investiga-
tion. The proprietor gave them a
number on Dale Street, Northwest.
Speeding to the address, they were
informed that Perkins was at work.
Proceeding to his place of employment
the persevering investigators soon were
confronting an elderly man wearing
horn-rimmed glasses. He readily ad-
mitted his name was Perkins, and that
he did have a car with a torn seat
cover.
4ILJOW did it happen? I mean about
the seat cover?” an officer asked.
“Well, it’s the strangest thing that's
happened to me in many a day. I park
my car in front of the house and it’s
usually kept locked. About a week ago
I came out of the house, got in the car,
and noticed that a big piece of the
cover had been sliced out of the back
seat. I thought at first it was car
thieves, but nothing in the car had
been touched and none of the win-
dows had been jimmied. Besides, I’m
almost sure the doors were locked.”
“Who uses the car besides yourself,
Mr. Perkins?”
“My wife.
daughter.”
“Does either one of them have any
idea who might have damaged the
cover?”
“Well, about a week ago my daugh-
ter and a friend of hers, Jimmy Dillon,
went out to a restaurant for some sand-
wiches. I remember her saying when
we talked about it that she didn’t
think Jimmy would do anything like*
that, but his friend might. This was
the day after it was cut, you see.”
“where is your daughter? We'd like
to talk to her.”
The elderly man gave the address of
a local insurance agency where she
was working.
Thirty minutes later the detectives
were speaking with an _ attractive
twenty-year-old girl who, after she
And occasionally my
was told what they wanted, was only
too glad to help them in their investiga-
tion.
Yes, she said, she had gone riding
with Jimmy Dillon, about a week ago.
He had brought with him another boy
by the name of Tommy Harrison, with
whom he was staying somewhere near
Salem. Jimmy had once lived in Roa-
noke but had moved to West Virginia.
He had returned to Roanoke to look
for a job, and was staying at the Har-
rison home. Yes, Harrison had remain-
ed in the back seat, while she had
driven the car with Jimmy up front.
“What does Jimmy look like?”
“Well, he’s kind of slender, blond,
and always trying to wisecrack.
Frankly, I don’t know him too well. I
met him through another girl, and he
telephoned several times before I had
a date with him. I've only had two dates
with him.”
“And the other one, Tommy Harri-
son. What's he look like?”
“He had kind of a big face, with a
shock of black hair, and he looked
something like a boxer, because hiS nose
seemed as if it had been broken at some
time.”
| TEUTENANT WEBB received this in-
formation from his men with ex-
cited interest. The descriptions, he re-
alized, fitted together beautifully. Dep-
uty Sheriff Orander, who had been
working together with the Roanoke
Lieutenant on every phase of the ex-
haustive investigation, agreed that the
pieces fitted a little too closely for pure
coincidence,
“And they always pull the same gag
to outsmart themselves,” said Webb
softly, reaching for his hat.
“Such as?” demanded Orander.
“Just repeat their names: Thomas
Harrison ... and James Dillon. And
then Thomas Crain and James Dipper.
Same first names. Killers often make
that mistake—phonying a last name
but using their real first names.” He
paused, then: “You know of a Harri-
son family in Salem?”
“Two or three Harrisons there,” re-
plied Orander. “But it shouldn’t be too
much trouble getting the right one.”
The job didn’t consume a great deal
of time. They found the home of
Thomas Harrison just two miles past
the Salem city limits. There they learn-
ed from Harrison’s mother that her
son and Jimmy had gone away to-
gether.
“J don’t know where they went,” she
said, “but I think I heard them men-
tion something about seeing Jimmy’s
people in West Virginia. But you never
know. Those two just keep coming and
going.”
A conference was then held by all
the officers working on the case.
Taking an active part in this
conference was Commonwealth's At-
torney Eugene W. Chelf. The only
important thing that resulted from it
was fresh determination that the
youths must be caught. Law enforce-
ment agencies throughout West Vir-
ginia, Kentucky, the Carolinas and
Ohio were again blanketed with an ap-
peal to apprehend the pair and hold
them for questioning.
The hours moved by—without re-
sults. No arrests. No tips. Not even a
rumor as to their whereabouts.
RANDER, recalling the woman’s re-
mark that the two youths had been
in the habit of “coming and going,”
theorized that instead of taking flight
to a distant part of the country, the
pair would boldly back on their tracks
and return to Virginia. He warned re-
gional headquarters at the Virginia-
West Virginia border to maintain a
careful lookout.
Within three hours following his
wired warning, Orander's theory was
borne out in a series of fast moving
events. . .
At ten o’clock that morning, Satur-
day, exactly a week following the slay-
ing of Daugherty, Lieutenant W. P.
Corporal James Slusser: By re-
porting two youths he'd seen,
he gave new life to the case
working the scene of the crime. un-
covered the first real clew—something
that promised a definite angle of in-
vestigation instead of hitting frantical-
ly in the dark. Orander found it lying
in some weeds at the eastern end of the
building—a brown mask, crudely
shaped from coarse, heavy material.
JI QUT why throw it away?” the Sheriff
wanted to know when he was
shown the mask. “Particularly so close
to the scene.”
“Might have fallen off as he jumped
into the car,” replied Webb. “On the
other hand, this bird is far from stupid.
He figured the shot might arouse some
attention, perhaps one of the patrol
cars. In the event he or the car was
given a routine search, there would be
nothing of an eye-opener like a mask
lying around.
A detective, dispatched to a near-by
textile mill, soon returned with infor-
mation that the mask had been fash-
ioned ‘from material commonly used in
making automobile seat covers. A
check with the Cinderblock Corpora-
tion officials revealed that the uphol-
stery in the missing Pontiac had not
been covered. :
“And that means,” said Webb, “the
mask was made before he stole the
car and before he killed Daugherty.
We've got to find out if this stuff was
purchased in Roanoke or Salem, and
then from whose car it was cut.”
Several detectives were assigned to
the task of.canvassing automobile ac-
cessory stores in the two cities. But
would it produce results?
Around 3 o’clock in the afternoon, a
man came into the Sheriff's office and
gave his name as E. B. Lewis, night
clerk at the Fort Lewis Hotel. “I just
woke up and heard about Daugherty
being killed.” he told the Sheriff. “Last
night something happened at the hotel
which may be of some interest to you.
It might not mean anything, but it’
sure did look strange.”
UNA/HAT happened?”
“Around eleven o’clock two
young men came into the hotel and
asked for a double. They paid in ad-
vance, had no baggage. Before they
went up to their room, they asked to be
called at four—-in the morning that, is—
and I marked it down on my call book.
However, I got busy filing my registra-
tions and didn’t call them until half-
past four. When they came down they
didn’t leave the key at the desk. I called
Tety
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lit a ek
A stolen car, believed to have
figured in Daugherty's slaying,
was found along this dirt road
to them, but they hurried out. I went to
their room, and the key was in the
door. But the curious part is this: The
room was almost undisturbed. They
hadn't slept in the bed, seemingly had
lain on top of it. They hadn't even
used a single towel. I thought they
had used the room for drinking. but not
a glass had been touched.”
Sheriff Waldron tried to fit these
facts into a pattern. The night clerk's
story could easily point to one thing:
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for murder with an unsuspecting victim
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the attendant's slaying, but denied know!
edge of two other killings and the Phantom
“By Allen Durham
Special Investigator for
OFFICIAL DETECTIVE STORIES
the concrete floor, his head rest-
Rie DAUGHERTY was lying on
ing awkwardly against a soft-
drink machine. His eyes were staring °
straight ahead, sightlessly. One hand,
rigid, was clutching at his chest as if it
had tried vainly to hold back the flow
of blood that now stained the floor.
For a moment Roy English just stood
there, as if transfixed, looking at the
56-year-old night attendant. Then
suddenly he whirled around and ran
out to his car where his brother and a
friend were waiting for him.
“It’s the ‘Phantom Killer’ again!” he
cried out as he ran. ‘“He’s got Daugh-
Why Did Police of Salem and Roanoke,
Virginia, Think Their Best Lead to This
Elderly Man's Killers Was in Finding
Two Youths Who Didn't Want to Sleep?
erty! He’s lying inside—dead!”
Just a few minutes before, Roy Eng-
lish, Lawrence English and John Sloane
had stopped in front of the Wiley-Hall
Motor Company to get gas for the car.
Roy English, driving the auto, blew the
horn for Daugherty, whom he knew. But
when Daugherty hadn’t appeared, Roy
had gone into the brightly-lighted office
at the extreme west end of the building
to get the attendant. And it was then
that he had found the body.
AND? now Roy English headed the car
back to the milling company where
all three worked—and where they had
A street in
gators searc
ruthless kille
This hole, made by the
death-slug, showed the
killer was a short man
just finished a 9 to 5 a. m. shift—and
to a telephone from which they could
call the police.
Within fifteen minutes on this Janu-
ary 19, 1946, grim-faced investigators
were bearing down upon the death-
scene from every direction. From near-
by Salem, Virginia, came Sheriff Em-
mett E. Waldron and his ace homicide
sleuth, Deputy T. J. Orander, together
with all county police on night duty.
From Roanoke, eight miles away, came
Detective Lieutenant Frank H. Webb,
who had been pursuing a relentless
hunt for the Phantom Killer, as the un-
known criminal, who had been ter-
Salem where investi-
hed for a lead to the
r of Roby Daugherty
ee ae
rorizing western Virginia for days, hac
been dubbed by the newspapers. Fron
the regional State Police Headquarter:
sped Sergeant J. E. Kidd with severa
troopers.
Eades with all patrolmen on duty.
T WAS Lieutenant Webb who dis
covered the first clew—a .38 calibe
slug lying on the floor of the office.
“Looks like the Phantom’s callin:
card, all right,” he told Sheriff Wal
dron, “Every slug we’ve recovered ha
been this type—”
“And it seems like he killed this ma!
And from Salem city Head-
quarters came Town Officer Georg:
is he did the others,” interrupted Doc-
A. L. Kolmer, Acting County
ier, who was examining the body
oor. “He was shot through the
ist like the rest of them.” The
further informed the officials
1e bullet seemingly had pene-
several main arteries, causing
nstant death.
PYTIER obtaining all available in-
\ formation, Sergeant Kidd rushed
back to his Headquarters and sent out a
State-wide alarm, All roads within a
, e yadius immediately were
ed, and motorists who offered
the shehtest reason for suspicion were
subjected to rigid questioning.
Phe officers discovered that Daurh-
erty carried a .22 caliber revolver in a
A fellow employe of the victim
points to where the 56-year-old
attendant was found murdered
shoulder holster. He apparently kept
it for protection, but it hadn't done
him any good. Although the officials
found a gold watch and $4.00 on the
victim, the motive for the crime became
apparent with the revelation that a
cash drawer, later found to have con-
tained approximately $160, was miss-
ing. The killer obviously overlooked
the watch and $4.00.
“Same reason, same method,” de-
clared Sheriff Waldron. “Anybody
handling money in this part of Virginia
has about a fifty-fifty chance of living,
with the Phantom on the loose. He
doesn't give them a prayer of a chance.”
QHERIFP WALDRON’S face was a
picture of rage. For days the Phan-
tom Killer had killed and_ pillaged
Route II, the highway on
which was located the com-
pany that employed the victim
mercilessly. His first victim had been
William R. Chattin, filling-station man-
ager and an Air Corps veteran, whose
bullet-pierced body had been found in a
field one mile south of Roanoke. Near by
was his abandoned automobile. Of-
ficials, reconstructing the crime, be-
came positive that Chattin had been
kidnapped from the station between 2
and 3 o'clock on the afternoon of
January 9, driven to the lonely field,
robbed and slain. A .38 caliber bullet
had penetrated his back.
THREE days later the Phantom Killer
struck again. Sometime between 5:45
and 6:30 p. m. on the evening of Janu-
ary 12, Roy R. Rice, general auditor for
a bottling corporation in Roanoke, de-
parted from the plant in his DeSoto
sedan after collecting over $300 from
incoming drivers. He never reached
the bank, where he was to deposit the
money, or his home.
At 8 o'clock the following morning
his body was found in a pasture near
the town of Buena Vista. A single
bullet had entered his back. His car
was ‘located beside the Chesapeake &
Ohio station in the near-by town of
Lexington. The only clew had come
from a student who reported having
seen a man sitting in the car at 10
o'clock the previous night smoking
cigarettes.
And now, here was the third in the
brutal series of behind-the-back kill-
ings. Was this, too, the Phantom’s
work?
URSUING their examination of the
crime scene, the investigators found
two additional clews besides the fatal
slug. One was an indentation approxi-
mately six feet up the side of the soft-
drink vending machine, where the bul-
let had struck after penetrating
Daugherty.
“And that can mean our killer was
shorter than Daugherty’s five-eleven,”
Orander said. ‘The trajectory of the
slug was obviously upward. If they had
been just about the same height, or
the victim shorter, that dent in the
case would have been lower.”
A little over a yard and half from
the entrance to the office was found
a muddy footprint, heading eastward
away from the door. Although not too
well defined, it gave some indication
that the foot of the slayer was around
a ten in size.
“Think he left on foot?” asked. Or-
ander of the Sheriff.
Lieutenant Frank Webb: He
worked tirelessly to uncover
identity of the Phantom Killer
“Possible, but I don't think he’d take
that much of a chance of being corner-
ed in case someone heard the shot.
Probably had a car parked at the east
side of the building, where the shadows
were heavy.”
FFICER EADES, however, aroused
considerable speculation as to
whether this was exactly what had oc-
curred when he reported that at ap-
proximately 5 a. m., while making a
routine patrol through Salem, he had
passed the filling-station and had ob-
served Daugherty putting gas into a
mud-splattered coupe.
“Everything appeared in order,
nothing unusual to hold my attention,
so I kept going,” he told Waldron.
Though he had desperately raked his
memory for some recollection of the
general appearance of the car or man,
he had been unable to recall anything
specific. He had seen a car, a small one,
and a man standing near by, and that’s
all: Had he actually seen the killer?
By early morning the officials still
were trying desperately to pick up the
trail of the killer, but without tangible
results. . «
Residents in the area reported they
had heard no gun report, while the few
filling-station operators who remained
‘open all night on Route 11—the high-
way on which the Wiley-Hall Motor
Company was located—claimed they
had not observed any suspicious cars
loitering near their places of business.
An hour later, Eades informed the
Sheriff that the city police had received
a report of a 1941 Pontiac sedan being
stolen from in front of the Cinderblock
Corporation, on West Broad Street.
“The way the Phantom’s been op-
erating with someone else's car, this
may be the baby he used in the kill-
ing,” Eades suggested.
LTZUTENANT WEBB was quick to
agree with him. “The tie-up, is close.
Daugherty had no car, so he managed to
find one. This Pontiac was stolen be-
tween nine o'clock last night and this
—e only one reported. It
ts.”
In the belief that the slayer would
not deviate from his established modus
operandi, an intensive search was be-
gun for the machine. Almost every city
block in Roanoke and Salem, almost
every alleyway, road and highway were
searched, but no sign was found of the
missing Pontiac.
Late in the afternoon, Orander, re-
HAZLETT, and STEPHENS,
langed on March 16, 1860, for complicity in John Brown's
raid on Harper's Ferry, Assume hanged at Charlestown, We
Vaey SOUT HE RN ADVOCATE, Huntsville, Alaey 3-21-1860,
Aecordting 10 Exec. Sournal of Goverrap eatyy dated
3/fb/ G0 their pst yams were flbert and AAO
respechvely,
: Wha ae waren ae Cs Cs i denver wit 9 Se! Neha ta
fed . S1aVe€ Hi NRY, black, hanged Vaeatieg ier ce py ee er EOD tsa OL
ige Peers bo ., VA'3-1-1622, | burg,“James Hunt, wha Jives near Spans,
eee a ye PPE tiie a A fener Rev tcc Liat tt hdl pede
aoe anes YW ghee rs 7 area Cat Wee) ters, one about 18 ‘years old, oneZabout
Sei vant SUS AER OB Mgt foe 4 AP SEA MRSS MRE, ae. “ se AS ee pariyeg oR M e Mseavicic: , whee CoE TNO si
(fe gPlAponican munvens.”. >| 12, and the epg ane
a fa lo ws ee ane ey ed | or boy: about the ave of.13.' were allthe:
©) |The tliowing “c&nmarication’ eapied | °° oo alone tag eee ree Matec the
> | from Saturday's Enquirer, presents a pice | | Pets0ns EON INg Lo" his family. Mr
oe Jes buman-depravity. that; consid ring | |? #) | . chin ints
a
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SOR Ret Oe a ie
Hh
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E. (aged 13.) _ish Grove in, this county, iis three daugh-
sae
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SEARO SCEY 2
ee
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ands thai Pea tise Soave |
the. circumstances of the case, viz: “ithe |, three eos BNC iis negro veoygat |
| youthfulness of the perpetrator,’ and ‘\the home,” . a ne ay rome? 3 ea Al
| Slight cause of provocation, is not match- |. Decs the. eldest’ daug ree cilastised the }
€q.by any thingiof the:kind that has ever ||| boy for some ena heen, Hae
come to-our knowledge, But. who «shall || hour the. girls went to bed, theig | piding
| depict the anguish with which’ the com-| ||: having *been previously: placed #60 the’ |
| munication of this atrocious deed,” inust ||| vor near the Arcee 2 ort time before |
|have ‘overwhelmed the ‘father. of these| | -4aY, the girls called the boy to. ‘make ‘a’
helpless children fic) 5.745 Oy }es [| Bre, and again went'to. sleep, but they)
_, Seldom have the inhabitants of Virginia |/ |: 800M slept the sleep of death; for the boy |
heen presented with “a more tragical| || irritated’ by. the chastisement lately \re-,
Hl scene thanvwee oie ato heen ceived, and jnstivated by a diabolical de-:
scene, than wes: witnessed in Dlecklen- ! Sra ok nee tae denim dose DOU CA
peter daa elt 3 — H }| sire ‘of revenge, as soon-as he perceived
eee |them*tratiquil, ‘horridly. murdered * the
threw’ sistergias they. fay asleep; by bea- |
| ting out their brains with an-axe. 3 Have.[-
| ing remained after the perpetration of the "
| murder until day, -he took ° whatever hey?
imagined valaable to, him,” and sét.fire to |.
[the house, whicli was burnt down and:
‘| every article of. Hant’s' household : furni-, :
| | ture was'consuined : seve ral persons who4
(A Rot. (WA = Oe saw the fire hastened f een and. got. “
| the girls out before’ they were. entirely.
: N f We a Consumed, ; But ‘80 detormed’ were. they’
45 ERN, j2Y the fire, that:-no *humun beings ever.
presented amore: horrible appeararice,—_
/ fu 2g. / 6 a a Upon taking the boy up; he conte sed |
ov | £very :cireumstance, A? coroner's Jury.
: | Pon examining into the case, called | him:
3 | before them<wheulie'stated tothe jury:
j mer confessions.) He is now vin: jail and 4
}}-no doubt ample justice will be rendered }.
‘| (0-6ne Whose youthful villanies have been.
{so execrable, . PME Tt ponerse
yee hoe a:
o every circumstance tgreeuble, to shis fore. |
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HAYLE, Thomas
At~a court held on June l, 1626, Thomas Hayle, ?1,.the
son of Symon Hayle of theParish of St. Mary, Somerset
in London, was indicted and arranged upon several indict-
ments for the rape of four Mayden children for which he
was found guilty by the judge and had the verdict of
_ death pronounced against him. At the sam court, Charles
Maxey for an offense cammited by him on 7-year-old Doro~
- thy Harris, was ordered to exccute Hayle and then to be
ithipped at James City and after that at Shirley Hundred
| where the offense was committed. A footnote says that
Hale (or Hayle) came over on the GEORGE in Oct., 1623,
and was a servant of Robert Partin at West and Shirley
Eundred in 162) and 1625, Minutes of the Council and
General Court," VO2GINIA HISTO:ICAL MAGAZINE, Vol, 25,
Oct., 1917, #h, p 336
-Over=
————,
"eeeIn 1627, the Virginia gereral court cone
demned Margaret Partein to 'orty stripes' for
- 'eoncealing the offence of Tiomss Hayle lately
executed.'s,.," A HISTORY OF AMERICAN LIFE, Voi
fl, THE FIRST AMERICANS, by Tiomas Jefferson ;
Wertenbaker; New York: MacMi?lan Company, 1927
Ee ees ee Robinson, “Tirginia Council :
ane jeneral Court Records, 44 (RXXOMXY Nx
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‘ ye hy TREK TNC +4 ‘ ‘ etsy + ee ° ; * fhe » ;
' was 3 Our imine ptock of Sexima Mi] bim: tor inns posse yoo ith Rect
| RIGGINBOTHAM PAT# PRYALTY Aars wig si fg and are row § oo of the body. Onew or twice he
Wile A teady for your ims Here | Srew hie tems up and aliahy tremors
Ava Re QO? Hie ORIMB ah you will find ail the poplar styles pared through the tody; but ehie wre
i SUOe oy. eapenmemmamee 1 Fok at popular prices,” Notion in beginning tocend the exe-
f : ; ‘ Pata d of without a alngla
a ei hitch, ; '
Brought from Roanoke Sunday Might | Perfectly w Beonutiful | # | > Odie RE TENE 4008 quietly and
and the Bentence of the Court Qary It ta the exelamation of each M] unity nctende ace ee marron CIAL UA.
ried ‘ y customer who examines our new Four physiclang were prerent, and at
Oats ats 20 O'Olock Yesterday arrival of at cca é CWenty-six minutes past eight o'ciock
or #even minutes after the drop, they
reported the pula at one hundred and
twenty, and two minutes lator at alecy-
‘Morning—Last Hours of Orimina KGF-SOFT BOSOM SHIRTS.
The last chapter in the cane of Joe We have the handsomest showing [§/ x. Five minutes tater it waa: very
; of these goods we have ever dis- faint, and at forty minutes peat etghe} s
Higginbotham, the negro who commit. played, | Higginb tfiam was pronounced dead, |
‘ ‘Sopa Within a few iminutem after the ex- [th
_ Ma. 1,8. FREI, the well known | CCUlOn Hicginbotham'sa body Wax plac. | 16
ted an axenuit on a heiplese wome.
} pl as mand ed ina piain pine coftin, and under the
Mba Ag Sa ' tailor, ia now with ue and will be
u . iv YG j
subsequently attempted to murder her, pind {0 welcome aud serve his yee! ts ine “Uhiveccity caing oe went
he ae eset ‘ ae e : $ said Bobs
came to m close yesterday morning ree Bai keg PPV DUE Seite; ‘ oF
Amang the apoctatora presene war Mr,
Raiph Webber, burband of tue woman
Who suffered no cruelly at Higeginboth-
when the negro was hanged in the city
WILLS, CAMP & CO
witneebee Perce of. a number of Gents’ Furnishers, Tailors and am's linnds., Ag soon an the excocatton| b
= Theexeoutton took place in the Jail é Clothiers. es wae over, the crowd In the fall meat’
enclosure, where heavy rock walle and et eee out and joined the throng atanding on|4v
1009 Maia Street, _ the outalde. Everyone felt retievod| it
& gloomy atmosphere
are In keeping
With such an occasion, On the right that the hanging had pasned oft so] bi
of the gallows there are rows of cells orderly and auccesstully, The chain] te
F ZONK Wak next taken out of the fall, fhe
extending for at least forty feet in a
atraight ling, On the left tg a wall of
rock, in the near cornor of which there
ja a ame@il door leading into the, jall
omee... 4
The gallows etood jn the north con-
ner of the court directly agninst the
collage an eeiain wiew of the entire
inte t 6f ® prison. It was con-
structed of frame work, and Inoked
strong and substantial, A fight of ten
or tweive steps led to the platform
which was about ten feet aquare and
sUpporied heavy beam that ran
OVerhéad. In the ‘center of the plat-
form there was a trap door about a
yard long and two feet wide. To thie
door there wap fastened a heavy weight
which would draw {ft back with great
rapidity the moment the tron trigger
svas elipped out of place. The mechan.
ism was excecdingty simple, but It wan
none the less effective, and the care
and then the work of demolishing the
gallows waa bewun, Several relic hunt-
era Rtuicceeded in securing amall aec-
tlona of the rope,
Mr. W. PD. Reldwin, of the Roanoke
detective force, took elght pictures of
the acene with n camera,
Bunday morning, noon and afternoon,
hundreds of people visited the jalt to
view the acaftold upon which Joe Hig-
ginbotham\ wan to die oon Monday
morning, There were a large number of
ladies, littl children, young men, old
men and bove, many colored people of
both aeren aleo took a look at the mur:
roundings. There was nothing partic.
ularly striking about the mechanbal
artangement.to those who viewed It.but
many of them had never seen one be-
fore, Tt recalled, however, to a num.
her, the two executions which had ta-
ken plece in the past threa years, It
Ware upon thie same platform that John
even thia short sleep was en in fite
ful naps. sete Se a
At an early hour th the morning he
aroused himself, and taking up hin Ri-
ble, began reading it ¢carnestly and pa-
tiently. Now end then he would pray.
At 4 o'clock Rev, Downing came to his
cell and prayed with him repeatedly,
also reading hymne and portions = uf
Scripture. Later on Rev, B. Tyrrell, of
the Diamond Hill Baptist church, of
which Joe wast a member, had a con-
versation with him, and the condemned
man told him he was thoroughly pre-
pored; chat he wee looking for the wel-
fare of his sou) and not his body. He
said that he felt sure of being saved
and aald that if he had listened to the
talka which Mra, Tyrretl hed made to
Sunday school classes, which he had
attended, he would not have commit-
ted the orime for which he was about qo
te
¢xercived in its preparation waa an In-
‘Oana ci dig oT ent dead ee , Hancock and Archer Hunt explated
ett wa eat sg any accident. At about hal? pasi alx ocr, tHtt- Chee cian. Sears .
Nowa thay peendings and upon! ginbothan finished smoking # cigar and] ‘the crowds, after viewing the gale
this gallowa that Joe Higginbotham
suffered. the penalty of his awful crime,
Calmly and quietly and with perfect
composure he matched to Als doom
trending the ehort tourney from ‘cell
to’ Rallows with ..eheolnte::. cooinens
And yet there wae tiothing of the brag.
gadocia er anner, bat he wore the
alr rather '@f one who was absorbed in
introspegtion:and more or teas’ uncon.
ine aate -andppradiative of Kis impend.
lows and satiefying themeetyvea tn that),
Particular, directed thelr attention tok.
the prisoners in the numerous — celis,|
looking throvikh the @reies and orca.
sfonally apeaking a kind word to the;
unfortunates The jaw-trenkers acem.;
ed retrene, and evinced no diacenmfart{
over the femal tragedy which was to
take place on the morroe. :
The Btory of the Crime
It wae on the morning of Raturitay,
ate with apparent relish @ breakfast of
steak, egea, bread and coffee.
At about 7 o'clock Higginbotham's
foster motiver, almoat heart.broken,
visited him. she wae accompanied by
Rev. Tyrrell'a wife. The meeting and
parting were very pathetia. The mother
and son talked to each other in. aub-
dued tones, saying that though § this
would be their last meeting on earth,
through the merey of God, they h@ped
to meet in Heaven. The two preachers
In meyers «vee
of
achee, dyape pate, Newt aigt:
yr tale
Aen rH, We to Here iene
Paine'® Celery COnmperund ?
of rapid and ineting cures
braver every OOLe mite pews,
aweep of the Unwed gent
f Mr, Pimisto bbheets lr
ORF OE OP years, Write ¢.
/ aa
mpd then sang "My Fatth Leoks Up to] January 31th, of thia year, that thej tort of Pathe a Celery OM
gi si): Brought from Roatoke f Thee,” "Pade, Fade, kach Karthiy Joy. people of this community were etartied) —{ can ree moment val:
vt ty hea ag gra wan hanged = for! Jenus to Mine,” and “Ahall We Mert] by the report of a horrible crime com. | + ,
Sreauiting and attempting to = murder} With Chriat, the Saviour.” Durlog the! MUtted un @ young marriet woman, AC! og anvtoty in the nett
“Mex Retph—Webber:—Soon-atrer—— hist emging and: prayerewhtch— tellowed, | Gratihe ehowking detatia could nardiy | Rati rhe deacetpllona
be credited, but as the day advanced
and every item of the awful story was
parreat he Was removed to Roanoke,
where he was kept until the day o!
ant wha conld knew al
‘Higginbotham remained unmoved, only
bans hablés and Che nee
bowing his head during the ceremony,
I hia execution, On Sunday afternoon At the conclusion of this service, the] confirmed, excitement grew apice and! iy geetiisee to whitch #h
LeRy Sergeant Johnson and Police Ser. preachers left the cell and stood in the! fecling became tntenre, Persons pathe| ox body antoed Ie be he
Beant Seey jeft here over the Norfoik| corridor, Then dame the farewell) ered on atreet cornera and 01 CNCil qiae at ee Festi) te rome
and Western Railroad fur Roanoke for| scene with his stepmother. The old] Yornes and places of buriness (0 U8cU44) dhe wos nwked if whe ®
the purpose of taking charge of the} woman threw her arms about hia neck| fe matter, and everywhere there was! janitor nnd indivated tha!
nike ¢
negro and bringing him to Lynchburg
in time to carry out the aentence at
the court, which was that Higginbott{.
am ahouid be hanged on Monday, Feb.
ruary 24, some time between ‘eunrinse
and sunset.
that stood outside the jail. From Roa-
noke they were driven to Bonsack,
where, after a wait of two hours, they
caught the eastbound passenger train,
They: were joined on the train by Dep.
uty Sergeant J, FE. (Craig, jailer of Roa-
noke, Mr. R. D. Earhart, of Baldwin's
‘detective agency, and Rev, L. L, Down-
ing, of the Colored Presbyterian church,
e three «7 w hisvrye ak hed nan ' bts
and
a second or. two,
was the only time during the meeting
ed any emotion,
wept bitterly, telling
bye. He remained in her e
tien kisaed her,
bim govud-
mbrace for
it
or afierwarda, that the prisoner evince.
Hilw ¢yes
had an intelligent face, and he
calm and self-pomasessed and to look at
one would never have
him,
filled ana
War
dreamed
that he was guilty of the awful crime
awaited tim,
for which he died. Nor did he seem tn
appreciat® the nature of the doom that
He wore a neat Overcoat and was
¢ '
dreased in the ault he had: on during
manifested the strongest determination
to bring the guilty mun to speedy jus.
tire, .
Mr. and Mre, Raiph Webber lived tn
a@ aman but comfortabke frame hausd
on Monroe = street, Just opposite the
ed at a strange noise which she heard
toming from the front porch ,and think. |
Ing that some one was irying to break,
tnto the house, she ran out through the!
hallway and back door and across the!
back porch and yard to the house of a
neighbor, Mra. W. T. Burton, where she:
remained uni] day was further advanr- |
ed, when she returned to her home.
wan unwilling «a
charge unhws the wnan war
fore ier, Mhe wan fpiomitive «
to Identify the culprit,
elanding the shader were 5
Haht enonemh to enable hy
On arriving tn Roanoke at about &| the muscles in his face relaxed to some} Flvyd school butlding, and they had) anwattant’s face, | Kividen
o'clock, the officers. procesded (0 dis-|extent. He would no doubt have re-| many velghbor# whose homes were tn reAiized this, consequentl
patch their business epeedily and qui-} turned her embraces, but a pair of] (he finmediatre vicinity, Mr. Webber ts! ayurder co ercape punish:
etly, and they succeeded in getting tha| handcuffs upon his wrelats prevented [t,]| Manager of one of the departments of awful erime.
prisoner and taking him out of town He wae asked if he deslred to make} the Lynchburg Cotton MJll, and on the The Arrest
without attracting any particular at-}a atatement, but thia he declined, aay-| morning in question at half-pant a(x
tention. Tt was at 9 o'clock Sunday|ing, “Sir, I have nothing to report thie] o'clock he started out for hie day'eal Vhe police learned of U
night that they ook charge of Higgin.| morning,” and he then resumed hia] Work, Hhortly after he bad taken hia| made bv Mra Webber, ae
botham and placed him in a carriage) seat, and smoked his pipe. The negro! departure Mrs. Webber became alarm! legrncd thet Misa Maldfis
reries on Paylot atreet
negro of the same desert
fence In rear of (i Wet
the morniog of the erime
vev was on cuty thee ata
atanding af the eurnmer ©
Twelfth streem, he bee
carefully of varjioum susp
atenecer thre oofnded ta th
NO APPEAL
HIGGINBOTHAM, Joe, black, hanged at Lynchburg, Virginia, on Feb, 2h, 1902, for rape.
"].222-1902—Joe Higginbotham last night made a full confession of the brutal assault upon Mrs,
ttalph Webber in Lynchburg last week. This confession was made after an intensely dramatic
scene in the Roanoke city jail in which Mrs, Webber identified Higginbotham as the negro who
assaulted her. Mrs. Webber, accompanied by her husband and Tr, Lyle, was taken to Roanoke
on the train, reaching there at 8 p.m, and driven to the jail. Mrs, Webber, who was pale
and weak from her terrible experience, wore a black band over the wounds in her throat and
the fingers of her hands that were cut while endeavoring to save her life were wrapped in
bandagese ‘The negro was dressed in the clothes he wore when the crime was committed, When
Mrs, Webber was taken into the room she took one quick look at him and then exclaimed: 'You
are the right man, the very man,' Then, with rising and indignant voice, she said to the
negro, 'You have not got me as near dead as you thought you had," The negro did not move a
mscle, Mrs, Webber was led from the room and for a short time was hysterical, The negro
was led back to his cell and still protested that he was innocent, Afterwards he called the
officer back and asked for Dr. Lyle. Upon being told that he had gone back to Lynchburg, he
confessed, saying:'Tell Dr, Lyle I am guilty. JI confess, and ask him to do what he can for
me."tt BAILY NEWS, Pensacola, Florida, 1-23-1902 (1=5.)
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HICKS, John Wesley, white, hanged at Louisa, Virginia, on 10-3-1902,
January 7, 1983
Box 373
Mineral, Va. 23117
Dear Mr. Espy,
I am sending you this copy from the Louisa Vounty, Virginia
law order book about the last execution in Louisa County.
in a very brief conclusion from the depositions it seems
that ir. Hicks had had the victim arrested for coming onto
his property and he said that he felt threaten by this man.
The next time the man came to his property he shot him three
times. f
According to the tales Mr. Hicks rode to the hanging
on top of his pine casket eating cookies. How true that is
I don't know . The hanging took place in front of the
present courthouse.
lope this helps you somewhat. 1 am sure that you under-
stand what a serach of the law order books would involve.
Things just aren't indexed under executions!!!
Good luck with your project.
Sincerely,
Janice L Abercrombie
Subject: Re: VIRGINIA dp update
EXECUTION IN VIRGINIA SET FOR MONDAY NIGHT
JARRATT, Va., Dec 16 (Associated Press) -- A former mental patient
sentenced to die for killing a woman he met at a bar is a victim of
racial politics and a weak trial defense, his attorney contends.
Unless a court or Gov. George Allen intervene, Ronald Lee Hoke Sr.
will be executed tonight for the October 1985 fatal Stabbing of
Virginia Stell of Petersburg.
Hoke, the fourth of five Virginia death row inmates Slated for
execution this month, turned himself in to authorities in Hagerstown,
Md., a few days after the Slaying. A bottle of pills taken from the
victim was found in his possession.
Hoke contends he met the woman in a bar shortly after his release from
Central State Hospital and then went home with her and had sex. He
Said he stabbed her after she Slapped him for breaking her smoke
alarm, which went off while she was cooking.
Gerald T. Zerkin, an attorney representing Hoke in appeals, contends
that Hoke initially was charged with first-degree murder. But Zerkin
the charge.
Zerkin's clemency petition also questioned the trial testimony of
Emmitt Sallis, a man jailed with Hoke. Sallis testified that Hoke told
him he knew the victim and was Supposed to sell her some drugs but
found out she had "ripped him off."
Even authorities didn't believe that drugs were involved in the crime,
Zerkin said.
Zerkin also contends that Prosecutors, seeking to prove the victim was
raped, withheld evidence of her sexual history.
In 1995, U.S. District Judge Robert R. Merhige Jr. ordered a new trial
based on the withheld evidence, but the 4th U.s. Circuit Court of
Appeals reinstated Hoke's death sentence in August.
Hoke wasn't even a suspect until he turned himself in, Zerkin Said.
At Hoke's trial, his attorney did not subpoena his medical records
from Central State or any other institutions where he had been treated
for psychiatric problems, Zerkin said. According to those records,
Hoke suffers from depression and a personality disorder. Also,
at the time of his release from Central State, Hoke was taking a
drug for anxiety. The medication is known to induce Tage, Zerkin said.
(c) AP, Monday, Dec. 16, 1996
.c The Associated Press
By BILL BASKERVILL
Associated Press Writer
JARRATT, Va. (AP) -- A man who raped, robbed, gagged and stabbed a woman hours after he was released froma mental hospital in
1985 was executed by lethal injection Monday night.
Ronald Lee Hoke Sr., 39, was put to death for the murder of Virginia Stell, a Petersburg woman he met at a bar.
“Tknow I have caused a lot of pain to the victim's family. I hope one day they can forgive me," were his final words, a prison spokesman
said. ,
Ms. Stell, 56, had been stabbed in the back and stomach, gagged with her underwear and bound at the wrists and ankles with an
electrical cord.
Prosecutors argued that Hoke abducted, raped and robbed Ms. Stell before killing her with a kitchen knife on Oct. 4, 1985.
Hoke claimed the sex was consensual and the thefts were an afterthought.
The murder occurred hours after Hoke was discharged from a state mental hospital in Petersburg. He was given a bus ticket to home to
Hagerstown, Md., and two dozen pills to counter anxiety.
Instead, he cashed the bus ticket, started drinking and met Ms. Stell.
He said they went to her apartment, where her cooking set off a smoke alarm. He said he smashed the alarm, she slapped him, and then
he attacked her.
Gov. George Allen noted late Monday that Hoke had confessed three times to the slaying. Hoke was the eighth inmate executed in
Virginia this year, a record for the state since resuming executions in 1982.
AP-NY-12-16-96 2201EST
Copyright 1996 The Associated Press. The information contained in the AP news report may not be published, broadcast, rewritten
or otherwise distributed without prior written authority of The Associated Press.
Tuesday December 17,1896 America Online: Galba33 Page: 1
GVA - Hoke executed for slaying woman in '85 - 12/17/96 Page 2
death sentence.
At Hoke's 1986 trial, his attorney did not subpoena his medical records from Central
State Hospital or any other institutions were he had been treated for psychiatric.
problems.
Yesterday, the U.S. Supreme Court turned down Hoke's request for a stay of
execution and Gov. George Allen announced he would not grant clemency.
Hoke was the fourth of five men scheduled for execution this month. All of the first
four asked to die by lethal injection, an option given the condemned since Jan. l,
1995.
However, the man scheduled for execution tomorrow night, Joseph R. O'Dell III,
has asked for the electric chair -- the first man to request electrocution since
injection became an option.
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NAME: HOKE, RONALD LEE SR DATE OF EXEC.: 1996/12/16 NUMBER: 358
S: YofE: 96 DR #: 155686 METHOD: INJECTION TIME: 2119
SOC. CLASS: ECO. CLASS: EXECUTION SET : 96/12/16-EXE NO.:
RACE: W SEX: M TO-DR: 09.1 T-C: 11.2 AGE AT EXEC.: 39 DOB: 57/09/13
STATE: VA CO: PETERSBURG CITY: PETERSBURG
HOR: HAGERSTOWN MD BOOK/MOVIE:
H: L: 3 C: 3 E: 3 SPECIAL LIST:
DATE OF CRIME: 1985/10/04 AGE AT CRIME: 28 CATEGORY: LEO:
DATE OF SENT.: 1987/11/17 WEAPON: STABBED
CRIME: MURDER-KIDNAPPING-RAPE-ROBBERY NO. KILLED: 1 TOTAL KILLED:
VICT. CODE: WF56
CMTS#1: VIRGINIA C. STELL (56), kid., rob., rape, sod., stabbed
~met at at resturant, went to her apt.
~arguement, stabbed, sex., tied to bed, stabbed, smothered her screams
—-ransacked her apt.
KNOWN PREVIOUS CONVICTIONS: ASLT; TRESP.; CONC. WPNS; VAND; ARSON; BURGLARY
[HAD BEEN RELEASED FROM A MENTAL HOSPITAL HOURS BEFORE]
ACCOMPLICE: FIRST ENTER:
CMTS#2: BACKGROUND:
-—-trouble since early teens
--drifter from MD
--in and out of mental hospitals -depression [see article]
--TURNED HIMSELF IN TO THE POLICE 85/10/15 “having dreams about her screams"
--alcoholic haze & alcohol abuse
--CONFESSION: --3 complete confessions
——9 1/10/07 U.S.S.C. REJECTED APPEAL
96/08/22 4TH U.S. REINSTATED D.P. s
APPEAL STATED THAT SHE HAD “AGGRESSIVE PROMISCUITY" AND SHE WAS NOT RAPED
--another appeal: the robbery was an “after thought"
LAST WORDS: “I know that I have caused a lot of pain to the victim’s family. I
hope that one day they can forgive me. I love you to my girlfriend, Dawn."
Ss
LAST MEAL: fried chicken, french fries, corn, salad, biscuits, apple pie w/ ice
cream, iced tea
HUMOR-STRANGE: “lst black prosecutor in Virginia’s history to put a white man on |
death row."
$6URCE: VA DOC; RICHMOND TIMES IQ LEVEL:
CMTS#3:
HOPSON, Evans Ae, white, hanged at Wise, Virginia, on June 12, 1903.
"(Special to the TIMES DISPATCH.) Wise, Virginia, June 12, 1903. = Fe Ae Hopson was
hanged here today for the murder of John Salyer November last. The trap was sprung
at 1:9 and at 2:10 he was pronounced dead, At 12 o'clock Hopson was taken to the
courthouse and made a talk to the people, protesting his innocence of firing KMSXKSX
the shot that killed Salyer, claiming that Bob Mullins fired the fatal shot. HagauhK
Hopson was baptized on last Sunday and said that he was ready to die. He walked to
the scaffold without assistance and assisted the guards in adjusting the noose about
his neck. Hopson was tried at the Mafch term and sentenced to be executed on May
15th. An appeal was taken and writ of error refused, The case was taken before the
Governor, asking that his sentence be commuted to life imprisonment, All of the jury
that tried the case besides a great many others signed the petition, Hopson was
about 35 years of age and had a wife and three children, His remains were taken to
his home near Clintwood, Vae, for burial, There were about 1,500 people on the
ground, but no one was allowed to witness the execution.except those permitted by
lawe" TIMES-DISPATCH, Richmond, Vae,y June 13, 1903 (1;5.)
"Governor Montague yesterday refused to commute the death sentence of F, A. Hopson to
18 years in the penitentiary, Hopson was convicted of KA& murder at the January term,
1903, of the County Court of WX#KX Wise, and sentenced to be hanged May 15, 1903. The
Governor respited him May llth until June 12th. E. A. Hopson, Enoch Wright and Robert
Mullins were charged with the murder of John Salyer, They were tried separately, and
Hopson received the death penalty. Wright and Mullins got 18 years each in the
penitentiary. Hopson was tried first. They are all white,"
TIMES-DISPATCH, Richmond, Virginia, June 3, 1903 (9/h.)
HOPKINS, Morris, black, hanged Richmond, Henrico Co., April 24, 1895.
Hopkins, a mason, was convicted of killing his employer, Henry Parsons, white, on
June 7, 1893, in a dispute over wages. He quarreled with Parsons on the job and then crept
up behind him, knocked him down with a stick and stomped him. Parsons lingered for twenty
days before dying. A reward of $100. was offered for his capture, but when his own father
turned him in for the money, the authorities refused to pay.-From Richmond Dispatch,
Richmond, VA, 4/25/1995 (3/1).
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more, Md., in the year 1851, in pursuance of an order of the
court. The painting will occupy a prominent position in the new
court-house to be erected upon the site of the building now soon
to be demolished.. During the building of the new court-house,
court will be held in the United States court-house.
The first important criminal case tried in the building, now
being torn down, was that of Robert D. Hoy for the murder of
Mrs. Smoot; we are indebted to Messrs. P. Rice, H. Kelley,
A. C. Rohr, and other old citizens for the following facts in con-
nection with the terrible tragedy.
shoemaker by trade, armed himself with a double barreled shot
gun, one barrel of which was loaded with buck shot, the other
with two bullets, and proceeded to the residence of Mr. Smoot,
now occupied by J. H. Wartmann, Esq. Mr. Smoot and a young
man, his nephew, had just seated themselves at the breakfast table;
Mrs. Smoot was standing up in the act of pouring out coffee, when
Hoy entering the door, said, “Mrs. Smoot you are a dead woman,”
and fired one barrel, the contents (two bullets) of which entered
her left arm near the shoulder and penetrated the side. Mr.
‘Smoot and his nephew followed Hoy to the door. where they
captured him. Hoy belonged to a military company, called the
Rifle Rangers, of which Oscar Cravens was captain; a part of
the uniform was white webbing shoulder straps, to which was
attached a shot pouch or cartridge box; this equipment Hoy had
on at the time of the shooting, and it was by the shoulder strap
that the nephew caught him, jerking him backward causing him
to loose hold of the gun, which fell to the ground. Smoot and
the young man commenced bummelling Hoy with their fists
quite severely ; citizens attracted by the report of the gun, hastened
to the spot and rescued Hoy; some entered the house and others
took Hoy into custody.
Those who entered the house, found Mrs. Smoot lying on the
floor, between the chair and table where she had fallen when
shot, bleeding profusely. Dr. Clark was called and rendered
surgical attention. Mrs. Smoot died from her wounds the fol-
lowing Sunday, one week after the Shooting. Hoy was taken
before Dr, Peachy Harrison, a Justice of the Peace who com-
mitted him to jail. In Hoy’s hat was found a shoe-knife with
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which he had additionally armed himself. Hoy had been a sailor,
and was subject to “emotional insanity” when under the influence
of liquor. On Saturday preceding the murder, he was visited
by an old shipmate, and he and Hoy got on a regular Jack Tar
drunk. There had been a recent difficulty between Mrs. Smoot
and Mrs. Hoy about the loan of a candle, and the colloquial pow-
ers of Mrs. Smoot being of rather tartaric quality, drove the mad-
man to perpetrate the deed, as he thought, to avenge the insults
his wife had received. Hoy declared on the scaffold that “from
the evidence upon his trial, he was satisfied that he killed Mrs.
Smoot, but that he had no knowledge of it.” This was after-
ward substantiated by Capt. Addison Harper (formerly of this
county, and well-known in the Valley, but now Rev. Addison
Harper of Missouri), who had been a fellow-sailor with Hoy,
and knew of his spells of lunacy and unconsciousincss when he
was under the influence of liquor, Hoy having been put in irons
frequently, when at sea, to prevent him from doing harm. But
this evidence did not come in until after Hoy had been hung,
several years.
Hoy had been a resident of Harrisonburg for over a year, had
marricd and permanently located here and was respected as a
quiet and industrious citizen, but the demon of drink crazed his
brain, and the fatal results which followed caused him to end his
mortal career upon the scaffold. He was tried, convicted, and
sentenced to be hung on the 24th day of July, 1835, at the May
term of the circuit superior court for 1835—Judge Daniel Smith
presiding ; Robert Gray, sen., was the prosecuting attorney, and
Hoy was defended by Joseph Samuels, of Shenandoah county,
and Thomas Clark, of Harrisonburg. Hoy was hung on Friday,
July 24, 1835, in the woods at the western end of town, which to
this day bears the name of “Hoy’s woods.” The crowd of people
assembled to witness the execution, was the largest ever gathered
together in Harrisonburg previous to or since that occasion. Fe-
males from Highland, Pendleton, and as far as Pocahontas county,
walked here barefooted to see him hung. Hoy was attended at
the execution by Rev. Wm. Wickes and H. H. Coggin, of the
M. I. Church, and Rev. Mr. Kilpatrick of the Presbyterian
Church. Dr. Jos. Cravens was the High Sheriff of the county at
