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■(Continued from Page 1.)tered her body. One went through thelittle finger and through the arm andthen into the breast; one went straight through the heart and the other struckher in the side and lodged under the«shoulder blade.iWhen taken to the hospital Hill wasunconscious, but revived shortly afterbeing placed 011 the operating table.,He cursed and swore frightfully w;hen he found that he had not accomplished.his purpose. He was very insistentin knowing whether or not he had■killed his wife, and when told that ho had, he begged Dr. Bradfield to give him poison or to sink a knife into his heart; that he did not want to live; that lie was tired of his miserable existence. He wanted to die so that hecould be planted in the same grave with his dead wife.When Dr. Bradfield and Dr. Rubsam urged him to be quiet, he raged and swore. Au anesthetic was administered and Dr. Rubsam, assisted by Dr. Troutman, went to work, and it was found that two bullets had enteredthe left breast right over the heart, but bad been deflected by the fourth and fifth ribs, and had circled to the back, there leaving the body. Theother was just under the skin and was easily extracted. Following the operation, Hill was put in the room occupied by Judge Charles B. Lasselle, who for a couple of years has been an inmate of the hospital. Patrolman Frank-.Wermess was detailed to guard him.When Ilill came out from under theinfluence of the anesthetic he was raging wild. He seemed to have forgoUonthat he had been told that liis wifewas dead. He wildly wanted to know whether or not he had killed her.When informed that lie had accomplished Ills purpose, he exclaimed: “Good! good! I’m glad I killed her. Now I want to die. I'm going to die. I know I am. will be planted with her.ifHe was incensed because the fare-, well letter which he had written to Brooks, had been read.“That wasn’t to be read until I am dead,” he shouted.■ He told about his domestic troubles, saying that lie and bis wife could not get along together. He Saw there was 110 chance of them ever getting together—felt her slowly, but surely slipping away from him, and he planned to kill9'both her and himself. He told abouthow he had gone to the cemetery yesterday afternoon; looked at the spot where they would be planted; how he had then returned and wrote the letterto Brooks; then got a gun and set out lor the Lewis home to kill her. He told about how sne had answered the door bell; how she refused to accompany him; said that she never would live with him again, and then, according to his story, he said he began shooting. After he had turned the gun 011 himself and had fired two shots, he felt that the wounds were not sufficient to kill him, and quoting his own words:ft“1 didn’t feel as though I was goingto die; I reached into m vpocket and put_ another bullet into the gun and shot myself again.He told about his wife coming tohim in Detroit, five or six weeks ago;.that she had purchased poison at a drug store and would have taken itbut for him. Every once in a while, when the pain from his wounds became excrutiating, he would raise up and curse and storm aud would wishto die; beg that some 0110 give him something so that he would die and could be planted up 011 the hill with her. *Mrs. Claybourne J. Lewis, (white) mother of the dead woman, was at, a meeting of the Household of Ruth, a colored society, which meets 011 Market street, when informed of the tragedy. She hastened out. Enteringthe house, her first words as she viewed the scefie f carnage were;“Ob, my God! Throw that nigger out!”She wailed aud moaned disconso-fflately.“I only left her a half hour ago; she whs well and happy then; now look at her.”“Throw that nigegr out! Throw* 1him out!” she screamed. “Wish that I had been here when he called; he4 mwould have gone away dead; not she. “Kill him! Kill him, someone!”She fell on her knees on the floor and kissed the blood-bespattered lips that were now fast becoming cold in death. She swayed over the dead body of her child and wept pitifully.As Hill was being carired out to theambulance, some one asked her for a• ' • .sheet to throw over him. She was on► * *her feet instantly.“No, the dog! Thr^w him into the• * ‘ » '*street! Take him out of here! He\.killed my child/’Acocrding to the mother the pair did not get along very happily. About a year and a half ago they separated,C '■ * ...vi'ge. ’and she applied for a divorce.. The breach was patched up and they start-/■ , . . s:%:v ’• ■ »
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Logansport Semi Weekly Reporter
Logansport, Indiana, US
Fri, May 15, 1908
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