Saturday, January 31, 2026

Who Killed Carrie Farrel?


Mrs. Carrie Farrel left her home in Sibley, Iowa, at 7:00 a.m. on May 6, 1889. She went on horseback to visit her parents, who lived about two miles away. When she didn’t return that night, her husband thought nothing strange of her absence. It was not unusual for Carrie to spend the night with her parents. But when her horse returned home riderless the following morning, her husband became alarmed and began searching for her.

He found his wife’s lifeless body lying in a pool of water. On the left side of her face, just below the eye, was a deep scar, indicating a sudden and powerful blow administered by a strong man. He found other bruises around her face and shoulders. On the ground, forty rods away, was a basket of eggs, unharmed, which was taken as another indication of foul play.

Carrie’s parents said she had left their house at 6:00 the previous evening. She took a diagonal course across the field to the main road. This route took her to a seldom-frequented bridge over a slough. In her left hand, she carried a basket of eggs. Although Carrie Farrel had no known enemies, her death was assumed to be a murder. She was highly respected in her neighborhood, and “woe be to the suspected murderer.”

This story was picked up by the Associated Press, and versions of it appeared in papers throughout the country under headlines such as: “A Mysterious Murder,” “Evidence of Foul Play,” “Murdered on a Road,” and “Who Killed Mrs. Carrie Farrel?” However, back in Iowa, the Davenport Democrat Gazette reported that the relatives of Mrs. Carrie Farrel were so well satisfied that death came from being thrown from her horse that no inquest was held. “The story sent out by the Associated Press was highly sensational and wide of the truth.”


Sources: 
“All Around Iowa,” Davenport Democrat Gazette, May 11, 1889.
“Evidence of Foul Play,” Daily Arkansas Gazette, May 9, 1889.
“Murdered on a Road,” Manhattan Mercury, May 15, 1889.
“Mysterious Murder,” St. Paul daily globe., May 8, 1889.
“A Mysterious Murder,” The Minneapolis Journal, May 8, 1889.
“Who Killed Mrs. Carrie Farrel,” National Police Gazette, June 1, 1889.

Saturday, January 24, 2026

James and Sarah Jane.

 

James E. Eldredge and Sarah Jane Gould.
(The Trial of James E Eldredge )

James E. Eldredge left his home in Canton, New York in the spring of 1856. He returned six months later with a new name and a duplicitous personality to match. All those around him soon learned to distrust anything the young man said—all except his fiancĂ©, Sarah Jane Gould. She remained trusting to the end, when Eldredge poisoned Sarah Jane to pursue her younger sister.

Read the full story here: James E. Eldredge.

Saturday, January 17, 2026

Asked His Wife to Shoot Him.


Lourens Signourette and his wife lived near Foster’s Bar, a remote camp in the Yubas Foot Hills in California. Lourens had been ailing for quite a while, and on December 1, 1891, he decided to end his life by taking strychnine. The poison did not have the immediate effect that he wanted, so he asked his wife to get his shotgun and shoot him.

She honored his request but had trouble getting the gun to work. When she finally fired, the shot did not kill her husband. He then told her to pile brush over him and set it on fire to burn him to death. This she refused to do. Instead, she walked some distance to a cabin occupied by a man named George and asked him to help burn her husband. George also refused, and he notified a constable about the situation. When they all returned to the Signourettes’ cabin, they found Lourens dead.

The constable arrested Mrs. Signourette. She told the police about Lourens taking strychnine and his request to be shot. She justified her action by saying that she promised to obey him when they were married. The County Coroner announced that he and a physician would travel to Foster’s Bar, where the body of Lourens Signourette would be exhumed and autopsied. If the facts were not as Mrs. Signourette related, she would be charged with murder.

While this story was published in newspapers across the country, the details, even in California papers, were very sparse. None of the stories included Mrs. Signourette’s first name, George’s last name, or the results of the autopsy (and the picture is not accurate). It is probably safe to assume that the coroner was satisfied with the outcome and dropped the matter.


Sources: 
“Accommodated with a Killing,” Illustrated Police News, January 2, 1892.
“Announcements,” Mayfield Weekly Monitor, December 16, 1891.
“The Coroner Will Investigate,” Sacremento Daily Union, December 10, 1891.
“He Said Shoot and She Shot,” Trenton Times., December 9, 1891.
“Likely Died Happy,” Daily Inter Ocean, December 8, 1891.
“She Complied with the Request,” Helena independent, December 8, 1891.

Saturday, January 10, 2026

The Late Mr. Benjamin Nathan.

Harper's Weekly, August 20, 1870.
Benjamin Nathan, a wealthy stockbroker and philanthropist, was found brutally beaten to death in his Manhattan home the morning of July 29, 1870. Some jewelry and a small amount of cash were stolen, and the police were quick to rule the incident a burglary gone bad. But if so, how and when did the burglars enter? And how could four others staying in the house sleep through the violent attack? In fact, the Nathan murder looked more like a classic locked-room mystery—a mystery that remains unsolved.

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Saturday, January 3, 2026

The Crosby Street Murder.

At around 6:30, the morning of February 4, 1877, the residents of Crosby Street in New York City were alarmed by the sound of a woman’s shriek. Many were preparing for church that Sunday morning, and from their windows, they watched a woman, barefoot, wearing just a skirt and a thin chemise, run across the street, pursued by a man wielding what appeared to be a long iron spike. She ran to the house at 52 Crosby Street, screaming, “Open the door; for the blessed Virgin’s sake, open the door.”

As the man reached the doorstep, she turned and said to him, “For God’s sake, James, don’t strike me!”

He plunged the weapon into her breast. She fell to her knees, then tried to rise but fell backwards onto the sidewalk. The man quickly ran up to Spring Street and disappeared. A second man started running toward the Bowery and was intercepted by a policeman who took him into custody and held him as a witness. Two more policemen carried the woman in a stretcher to the Mulberry Street station, where she died.

Tinsmith's Reamer
The weapon was a tinsmith’s reamer, an iron tool for cutting holes in block tin. It was about a foot long, pointed at the end with a square blade, and a little iron crossbar welded to the shank. The killer left it behind—in some accounts, he left it stuck in her chest.

From officers’ reports and eyewitness accounts, the police were able to identify the killer as James Flood, a tinsmith.  They reconstructed the sequence of events leading to the murder. Around midnight, the night before the murder, Officer Corry saw Flood standing in front of a grocery shop on Crosby Street owned by a German man named William Alfka. Flood said his wife, Mary, was in the shop, “criminally intimate” with Alfka, and he wanted Corry to bring her out. Corry told him there was nothing he could do, so Flood left.

Flood went to the Bowery and met up with Joseph Morrison, the witness who would be arrested at the scene of the murder. They went on a spree, going from saloon to saloon, drinking all night. Early in the morning, they were back in the alley behind Alfka’s store, though Morrison didn’t know why. Flood went into a hall outside Alfka’s bedroom in the rear of the shop and tried to break into the locked bedroom door.  When Mary heard him, she hastily put on her skirt and ran, barefoot, out the other door, through the front of the shop, into the street. Alfka hid the rest of her clothing under his mattress.

Flood went back outside and chased Mary across the street. She ran to the door of 52 Crosby, where she and Flood had previously lived together. The door was locked, and no one came to open it. Flood caught her on the front steps and killed her, then fled.

The police took Alfka into custody to guarantee he would appear at the coroner’s inquest. James Flood had gone to Brooklyn and remained at large until Tuesday night. He didn’t realize he had killed Mary until he read it in the newspaper. When he learned that the police were looking for him, he turned himself in at the Fourth Precinct Station in Brooklyn.

The inquest was held on Friday, February 9. A coroner’s jury heard the testimony and charged James Flood with first-degree murder. Joseph Morrison was charged as an accomplice. Both were held without bail, awaiting the Grand Jury.

While the suspects were in custody, the police learned more about James and Mary Flood. His real name was James McFarland. He changed it to Flood, his mother’s maiden name, when he fled a murder charge in Toledo, Ohio. He met and fell in love with Mary Beach in Toledo. Both were in their twenties and born in Ireland. But he was not the only man in love with Mary, and James stabbed and killed his rival in a street fight. 

James changed his name and fled with Mary to New York City, where they rented a room at 52 Crosby Street. But things did not go well; his work took him out of town for months at a time, leaving Mary with no income. When he was home, James would drink excessively and ill-treat Mary. During his absences, Mary became intimate with William Alfka, the grocer across the street. Finally, James and Mary separated, and each found different lodgings off Crosby Street. Wracked with jealousy, James kept watch on Mary’s activities.

James Flood was indicted for first-degree murder, and Joseph Morrison was released. At his trial in June 1877, Flood was represented by William Howe of Howe and Hummel, the city’s most successful criminal attorneys. Howe did not win an acquittal but managed to save Flood’s life. The jury found him guilty of second-degree murder. During the sentencing, Judge Sutherland expressed his disapproval with the verdict, saying:

Flood, you ought to be full of gratitude to the jury. You have had a lucky escape. Had not the jury the right to determine from the evidence in the case, from your prowling around that grocery store and telling the policeman that you thought your wife was in there with Alfka, that you formed a premeditated design to kill.  I repeat, you ought to be thankful to the jury for treating you so mercifully, and no man ever had a fairer trial. The sentence of the Court is that you be confined in State Prison for the term of your natural life. 



Sources: 
“An Escape from the Gallows,” New York Herald, July 1, 1877.
“The Antecedents of James Flood,” Chicago Daily News, February 12, 1877.
“Brutal Wife-Murder,” Chicago Daily Tribune, February 5, 1877.
“Crimes and Casualties,” Worcester Daily Press, February 5, 1877.
“Crime's Darkest Phases,” New-York Tribune, February 5, 1877.
“The Crosby Street Murder,” Evening Post, February 9, 1877.
“The Crosby Street Murder,” Evening Post., February 12, 1877.
“Flood, The Wife-Murderer,” Sunday Mercury, February 11, 1877.
“James Flood Surrenders Himself,” New-York Tribune, February 7, 1877.
“The Murder of Mrs. Flood,” New-York Tribune., February 10, 1877.
“Murdered for her Fault,” sun., February 5, 1877.
“Murdered For Her Fault,” Illustrated Police News, February 17, 1877.
“The "Reamer" Murder,” New York herald., February 7, 1877.
“The "Reamer" Murder,” New York herald., February 8, 1877.
“Slain in the Street,” New York herald., February 5, 1877.
“Summary of Law Cases,” New York herald., February 15, 1877.