Saturday, March 29, 2025

Miss Tobin's Mysterious Death.

National Police Gazette, June 1, 1889.

On May 12, 1889, the janitor of the Clifton Boat Club on Staten Island found the body of a young woman floating in the water. Though badly decomposed, Dr. S.A. Robinson identified her as Mary Tobin, who had recently resigned from her job in his office. 

Mary Tobin’s life was clouded with mysteries and contradictions. She had come to Staten Island from Franklin, Pennsylvania. However, when her family learned of her death, they thought she was in Clifton, South Carolina. 

The police suspected suicide. Perhaps she had been seduced and betrayed and drowned herself to hide her shame. But the coroner found no evidence of pregnancy or abortion. He found no marks of violence and no trace of poison. 

In the two years that she lived on Staten Island, she went from being an active Methodist to an avid and very vocal atheist to a High Church Episcopalian. Her pastor said that prior to her death, Mary had consulted him about joining the Episcopal Sisters and moving to a convent. 

It was well known that Mary was engaged to be married, but none of her friends or relations knew the identity of her fiancé. At the inquest, Dr. William Bryan revealed that he was engaged to Mary. Though the date had not been set, they planned to be married.

The final mystery of Mary Tobin’s life—did she die by murder, suicide, or accident—has never been solved.

Read the full story here: The Mysteries of Mary Tobin.


Saturday, March 22, 2025

The Hill's Grove Mystery.


Two days after her disappearance, search parties formed to look for any trace of Emma between Hill’s Grove and Pontiac. They focused on the river and ponds in the area, fearing that she may have fallen in and drowned. On November 14, when the search was all but abandoned, a group of searchers discovered Emma’s body in the bushes on a knoll, near the road.

The coroner and the medical examiner went to the scene and determined that Emma had been the victim of foul play. Her neck was bruised with distinct marks of fingers and thumbs, and her face was purple and swollen, indicating that she had been strangled. Her clothes had been drawn up to her waist. They later determined that she had probably been raped. There were no clues at the scene to identify the assailant.

Emma Pearson, age 30, was a Swedish immigrant who spoke little English. She was pleasant and industrious but tended to keep to herself. She was said to have an antipathy for the whole male population and shunned the company of men.

In Sweden, Emma had an illegitimate child. The papers called it “the one error of her life.” Alexander Berg, the man involved, was ready to marry her, but his family forbade it. So, Emma came to America with her 3-year-old son. The boy, John Berg, now 5, was living with Emma’s sister in East Greenwich, Rhode Island.

Agnes Loomis, who had planned to go with Emma to Pontiac, decided to leave an hour earlier that day. She reported that a man wearing a light overcoat, driving a horse and wagon, overtook her and asked if she wanted a ride. She declined, but he insisted until she turned to go to the main road. Another witness saw a man in a light overcoat walking with a young woman near the murder scene. Her description of the girl’s clothing did not match Emma’s.

A suspect began to emerge, though the evidence against him was weak and circumstantial. John Anderson, known as the “Big Swede,” lived in a cabin about five hundred yards from the knoll where Emma’s body was found. He was a 45-year-old grim-looking man who was acquainted with Emma. On the day of the murder, his wife was out of town. Earlier that week, Anderson appeared to have a seizure of some kind while shopping in a store. The villagers thought it had been caused by hydrophobia or insanity, but an examining doctor found nothing wrong with him.

Anderson was questioned through an interpreter because he appeared to speak only Swedish. However, during the interview, he became excited and answered in English.

The investigation was hampered from the beginning by errors and other difficulties. The undertaker burned all of Emma’s clothes along with any evidence they contained. Multiple reward offers amounting to $2,200 led to overzealous detective work. Postmaster Tilley arrested John Anderson, but the District Attorney denied issuing an arrest warrant.

Authorities had hoped that the large Swedish community in the area would be helpful in solving the mystery of Emma Pearson’s murder, but they found the opposite. Coroner Green said that the Swedes “hang to each other like glue.” Regarding John Anderson, they all asserted, “He could not have done it; our people do not do such things.”

When John Anderson was arraigned on December 7, the attorney general, the coroner, and the medical examiner refused to participate in the trial. Postmaster Tilley attempted the prosecution on his own. Due to lack of evidence and Tilley’s inexperience, John Anderson was not indicted.

As Anderson’s trial proceeded, another Swede, Gustaf Lindstrom, was ending a three-week drinking binge. After Anderson’s release, Lindstrom, in the throes of delirium tremens, said to his wife, “They have cleared the old man Anderson, and they will be after me next.”

On the morning of December 9, he told her, “I killed Emma Pearson; they are after me, and I am not going to await arrest.”

He then tried to shoot himself, but she took the pistol away from him. He went into an outhouse and cut his own throat. The more prominent newspapers like the Boston Globe and the New York Tribune reported that Mrs. Lindstrom believed her husband was the murderer. However, in the Rhode Island papers, Mrs. Lindstrom called the assertion a “malicious falsehood.”

While some took the suicide of Gustaf Lindstrom as an admission of guilt, the case remained open. Gradually, the murder faded from memory. It was briefly revived on the death of John Anderson. After his release, the “Big Swede” became a tramp, wandering aimlessly around Rhode Island, and was, for a time, an inmate of the State Asylum for the Insane. When he died in February 1889, any secrets he kept about the murder were buried with him. The case, once again, was forgotten.


Sources: 
“An Unsolved Mystery,” Providence Sunday Journal, February 24, 1889.
“Big Swede Anderson Under Arrest,” Morning Journal and Courier., November 30, 1886.
“The Big Swede Goes Free,” Morning Journal and Courier., December 8, 1886.
“Did the Swede Kill Emma? ,” New York Herald, December 7, 1886.
“Emma Pearson's Murder,” Sun., December 7, 1886.
“Emma Pearson's Murderer,” Evening Bulletin, November 29, 1886.
“A False Scent,” Providence Daily Journal, November 20, 1886.
“The Hill's Grove Mystery,” Evening Bulletin, November 15, 1886.
“The Hill's Grove Mystery,” Providence Daily Journal, November 16, 1886.
“The Hill's Grove Tragedy,” Providence Daily Journal, November 18, 1886.
“The Hill's Grove Tragedy,” Providence Daily Journal, November 19, 1886.
“The Linstrom Suicide,” Evening Bulletin, December 9, 1886.
“A Murderer Confesses And Commits Suicide,” New-York Tribune., December 9, 1886.
“One More.,” National Police Gazette, December 4, 1886.
“The Pearson Murder,” Evening Bulletin, December 1, 1886.

Thursday, March 20, 2025

An Illustrated Encyclopedia: The 1891 Murder Of Carrie Brown.

 

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Saturday, March 15, 2025

Mary and Oscar.

 

Mary Barrows and Oscar Blaney.
Illustrated Police News, May 9, 1885,

In 1883, Mary Barrows of Kittery, Maine, persuaded her son-in-law, Oscar Blaney, to murder her husband, Thomas Barrows. Mary had been married before and had a daughter by her first husband. Thomas never got along with his stepdaughter, and he despised Oscar. He went into a rage whenever they visited because he believed Mary planned to transfer the deed of their farm to her daughter.

Mary and Oscar agreed that there would be no peace in their lives until Thomas was dead and they decided to make it happen. On November 14, 1883, Oscar ambushed Thomas near the barn, shot him three times, and fled. The shots did not kill Thomas, and he managed to crawl back to the house. Mary went to get Oscar to finish the job. Oscar shot Thomas twice more, killing him.

Mary tried to claim that Thomas had committed suicide but had trouble explaining five bullet wounds. Mary Barrows and Oscar Blaney were both convicted of murder.

Read the full story here: The Kittery Crime.


Saturday, March 8, 2025

Mother and Son Murderers.

 

A driverless horse and wagon wandered aimlessly in the prairie between Fort Gibson and Tahlequah in Indian Territory on December 3, 1883. Jim Merrill heard the wagon come up to his front gate and went out to investigate. In the bed of the wagon, he found the body of Arch Casey with a large bullet hole in his left breast.

The wagon tracks were clearly visible in the dirt. They followed a meandering route, sometimes on the road, sometimes off. Then, at one point, they stuck to the road as if someone had guided the wagon to that spot and then abandoned it. The tracks led back to the house of Mrs. Mary Matoy, about a hundred yards north of the road to Tahlequah.

Mrs. Matoy was a widow who had "...born the reputation of being loose in character—a hard case—shrewd, bold and dangerous." Her son Jimmie (age reported variously 12-15) also had a bad reputation. They claimed to have no knowledge of the murder, but the Indian Police searched the house and found blood stains under a bed and a splotch of blood where the wagon had stood. The day before, Jimmie had borrowed a large-bore gun and four cartridges from a neighbor. He returned it the next morning, having shot two of the cartridges.

Captain Sam Sixkiller of the Indian Police was convinced of their guilt. He arrested them both and conveyed them to Muskogee. From there, they were taken to Fort Smith, Arkansas to await trial in the U.S. District Court.

Arch Casey was an Irishman who came to Fort Gibson in 1866 with the 19th Regiment of the U.S. Infantry. After discharge, he remained in the district. He married a native woman and had three children. Casey was described as industrious and peaceable but sometimes drank too much. His wife died several years earlier, and he began a relationship with Mary Matoy. He lived, off and on, at her house during the last three years.

While in jail in Fort Smith, Mary Matoy had her four-year-old daughter in the cell with her. They lived that way for the next six months until her trial the following June.

Both Mary and Jimmie persistently denied all knowledge of the killing until a few days before their trial, when they acknowledged the crime but claimed self-defense. On the witness stand, Mary explained what happened:

Casey came to my house shortly after dinner time, and alighting from his wagon came in and began to abuse me. I went out in the yard. He followed and pushed me down over a pile of rocks. Jimmie ran into the house and got a gun. When he came out, Casey chased him around behind the house with an ax-handle. I then heard the gunshot, and going around there saw Casey lying on the ground. He died almost instantly. We were scared, and concluded the best thing we could do was to conceal the crime; so we dragged the body into the house, and taking the bedding from the slats laid Casey on them, and then put the bedding back on top of him. We did this to prevent anyone from seeing him who might chance to pass during the evening. After dark, we dragged the body to the wagon in the yard, and placed it in such a way as to make it appear that he had been shot in the wagon, and fallen off the seat. We then got in the wagon, taking my little girl along, and drove in a round-about way to where the team was found next morning, sometimes driving out of the road to make it appear that the team had got there without any driver. After abandoning the team we walked back home through the woods, a distance of nine miles, arriving there about daylight, carrying my little girl all the way back.

The Matoys had been charged with murder, but Mary’s explanation was enough to convince the jury to find them guilty of the lesser charge of manslaughter. The judge gave them the maximum sentence—ten years in prison and a $1,000 fine.

Chief Deputy U.S. Marshal C.M. Barnes took Mary and Jimmie, along with nine other convicts, to the House of Correction in Detroit, Michigan. Mary was not allowed to take her little daughter to prison with her. They had an emotional farewell in Arkansas before leaving. The girl was adopted by a family in Fort Smith.



Sources:
“[Capt John A,” Cherokee Advocate, December 14, 1883.
“[Casey; Fort Gibson; Mrs,” Cherokee Advocate, December 7, 1883.
“[Matoy; Casey],” Cherokee Advocate, December 14, 1883.
“Arrested for Murder,” Rockford Daily Register., December 19, 1883.
“Capt.Hyde,” Indian chieftain., December 28, 1883.
“Mother and Child Acting as Murderers,” National Police Gazette, July 26, 1884.
“Mother And Child Take a Sad Farewell, the Former Leaving for a Prison Cell,” Daily Arkansas Gazette, July 23, 1884.
“Mother and Son Sentenced,” Fort Worth daily gazette., June 20, 1884.
“Woman Convicted of Murder,” Rockford Daily Register., June 20, 1884.

Saturday, March 1, 2025

Kitty Mulcahey's Fury.

National Police Gazette, January 14, 1882.
In January 1882, Kitty Mulcahey was jailed in St. Louis for the murder of Alfred Tonkin. Kitty was a prostitute who said Tonkin had offered her two dollars and a sealskin hat if she would go with him to his room. She did not like his looks and refused the offer. Later, while walking with a man whose looks she did like, Tonkin approached them looking for trouble. The other man handed Kitty a pistol, and she shot Tonkin. 

The police and reporters were not satisfied with her story. The newsmen wanted the name of the other man and the location of the pistol, and they pressed her to implicate her pimp, Billy Scharlow. Kitty was unhappy with the way she was portrayed in the press and became increasingly annoyed by their incessant questioning. In January, she had enough, and with a fierce outburst of temper, she doused the reporters from head to foot with water from a bucket in her cell.

Before her trial, Kitty recanted her confession, and without it, there was very little evidence against her. She was found not guilty and released from custody.

Read the full story here: Kitty Mulcahey.