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| Strangler Suspect, Jacob Tolker (New York Journal, May 14, 1897) |
Sunday, May 31, 2026
Jack the Strangler Post-Mortem.
Saturday, May 23, 2026
Kate Scharn.
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| Kate Scharn. (New York American, August 20, 1900.) |
Saturday, May 16, 2026
Maggie Crowley.
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| Maggie Crowley. (New York Journal, March 16, 1898.) |
Shortly before 5:00 a.m. Robert Hoey told Policeman Peter Dillman that there was a dead woman in the courtyard at 27 Monroe Street, where he lived. Hoey said he was returning from his job on the docks, unloading the steamer, Gulf Stream. Coming home in the dark, he literally stumbled over an obstruction that turned out to be a woman lying on the ground. He thought she was sleeping and tried to rouse her, but his efforts were in vain.
Saturday, May 9, 2026
"Diamond Flossie" Murphy.
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| "Diamond Flossie" Murphy. (New York Journal, March 18, 1898.) |
Flossie Murphy was a flamboyant character, notorious in the demi-monde of New York City’s Tenderloin. She had a fondness for diamond jewelry, which she wore conspicuously, earning her the nickname, “Diamond Flossie.” But when she was found on the floor of her room on April 22, 1897, with a rope tied around her neck and all her jewelry gone, the coroner ignored evidence of theft and murder and ruled her death a suicide.
Diamond Flossie was born Flossie Reilly in Albany, New York, and had come to New York City six years earlier. She lived at 228 W. 24th Street with her common-law husband, Alexander Frederick Murphy, taking his last name. The police knew Diamond Flossie as a woman of the street and a thief. She was arrested in March with her friend Ida Carr for picking the pocket of one William Bishop. They returned the money, $80, and Bishop withdrew the charge.
She was addicted to opium, and, on the night of the murder, Mr. Murphy prepared a pipe for her before going out. The last thing she said before he left was that she was planning to meet the Dutchman at the corner of 27th Street and 7th Avenue.
Saturday, May 2, 2026
Hannah Altman.
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| (New York Evening Journal, March 18, 1898) |
Patrolman
Tyler heard his cries and ran to the spot.
“My wife
is murdered!” said Meyers, “Somebody has killed my wife. She’s dead.”
Tyler and another officer followed Meyers to a second-floor apartment. The first policeman who entered the bedroom recoiled in horror. In flickering candlelight, he saw the distorted features of a young woman, wearing only a yellow shirtwaist and a chemise, with her head hanging over the edge of the bed. A black stocking was wrapped tightly around her neck and tied under her chin.






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