Feb 26, 1890 Dallas Times Herald
J. L. RAINS and A. M. STAFFORD of Greenville are visiting in the city.
C. P. FEGAN of the Texas & Pacific passenger department is at Waco.
General Superintendant Geo. QUINLAU and party came in to-day over the Houston & Texas Central.
H. C. ARCHER of the Ohio & Mississippi and W. F. CONNOR, the jolly passenger agent of the Wabash, departed for the city of Mexico this morning.
M. R. SANGUINET, one of the leading architects of Fort Worth, spent yesterday in the city, figuring on several buildings which will be constructed this season. James MEAGHER, one of his ablest assistants, accompanied him.
On the Retired List.
T. J. COLE, who has been a deputy constable for some time past, has resigned and will embark in the feed business.
East Dallas is the favorite for residence. CRUTCHER Bros. will build homes for you or sell you on your own terms, 835 Main street.
STANLEY & GULLEY, of Oak Cliff can furnish you 1000 ever-blooming roses, homegrown. They also make a specialty of rose and privett hedging. Postoffice 362.
A full line of Alford Wright's Perfumes at J. H. BUMPASS' drug store at 306 Main street.
An Immaculate Call.
The pardon issued to Albert S. CRONK, a Chicago lawyer who was convicted of the crime of perjury in 1889 and sentenced to the Joliet prison for one year, took effect today. CRONK has never been confined in the penitentiary, but ever since his conviction has been allowed to remain the Chicago jail.
As the pardon was directed to the warden of the prison, it became necessary for the prisoner to be at least brought to the prison before he could be legally discharged from custody. Sheriff MATSON of Cook county, brought CRONK to Joliet today, having the pardon in his pocket.
The prisoner was turned over to the warden, who gave the sheriff his receipt. The sheriff then handed the warden the pardon and the formality of discharging CRONK from the prison was gone through with, and although CRONK had never served a minute's time, he at once asked for his discharge money from the state. $10 and transportation, the sum paid to all discharged convicts. This exhibition of gall was a paralyzer to the prison warden, and when the ex-prisoner finally made a demand for a suit of citizen's clothing, such as is given to the discharged convicts, it caused Sheriff MATSON to retire in disgust. CRONK was paid the $10 and given a ticket to Chicago, but he did not get the clothes.
The fact of CRONK'S having to sign the prison vouchers for his discharge money places him on the prison records as having been a convict, as he had to be given a number and entered on the convict register. The cupidity of the fellow caused this and now No. 82: Albert S. CRONK is an ex-convict -- Joliet special to Chicago News.
Two little buds, just blossomed into life.
Unknown to care or trouble, died of earthly strife:
Called from baby pleasures to a better realm above,
To live with God, the father, to his home where all is love.
Death, while sad under any circumstances, was doubly sad to the home of Mr. and Mrs. O. S. WERT when the dread visitor plucked from their household the twin babies that had come to gladden their lives. Leon and Garland Henry, two bright and promising buds that lived but six short months, have been called to the other shore. A bereaved household, a stricken mother, a broken hearted father, mourn their death. Yet, through the fleeting clouds, God will give them a vision of baby fingers holding aside the golden veil to welcome loving mother and devoted father when the life's dull usage is over.
C. H. BEACH
Memphis papers please copy.
Feb 28, 1890 Dallas Times Herald
DICK HAWES HANGED
FOR THE MURDER OF HIS WIFE AND LITTLE GIRLS
History of the Blackest Crime That Blackens the Pages of Criminal History With the Sensational Features of the Case.
Hawes' Neck Broken
Birmingham, Feb. 28 -- Richard HAWES, wife murder, was hanged at 2 o'clock. His neck was broken by the fall. He stated on the gallows that John WYLIE did the killing and was paid $200 by him for his services.
A few weeks ago HAWES made this statement to his brother and the sheriff, and WYLIE was arrested, tried and discharged, HAWES' testimony being all the evidence against him. In a letter to Miss STORY a few days later HAWES said his confession was false, that he made it to get even with WYLIE for revealing his arrangement to escape jail.
HAWES a few days ago made another confession in writing, said to be all the details of his crime; now in the hands of his brother, to be published in book form and to be sold for the benefit of his little boy.
The crime for which HAWES was hanged is one of the most diabolical ever heard of. His wife and two little girls, May and Irene, aged 9 and 7 years, occupied a cottage in Birmingham, while HAWES was with them between trips as engineer on the railroad. On the morning of Dec. 4, 1888, the body of May was found floating in East Lake, and on its being identified, it was found that Mrs. HAWES and Irene had been absent from their home several days--the negro woman, Fannie BRYANT, living close by, saying that they had gone to Atlanta. Fannie BRYANT also said that May had been left with her, but HAWES had called and taken her away Saturday night before. Investigation developed that HAWES had left the day before for Columbus, and was to be married that day to Miss May STORY, a popular and accomplished young lady. Circumstances fast pointed to HAWES as the murderer; and as the train from Columbus to Atlanta, arrived in Birmingham that night, two officers boarded it and arrested HAWES, after calling him aside from his bride. HAWES excused himself, telling his wife he had a business matter he was compelled to attend to and left her with a friend to take her to a hotel. HAWES had told Mrs. STORY that he was a widower, and had only one child, a boy, in Atlanta. To her father he told he was divorced and his wife and children had gone away north. These statements conflicting with the truth that one child was drowned and the other and wife missing, confirmed the suspicions as to his guilt, and a search of several days found the bodies of Mrs. H. and Irene in the bottom of Lakeview.
The finding and identification of the bodies so aroused the people that their excitement was like a smoldering volcano. That night (Saturday) over a thousand infuriated men gathered in groups and determined on an assault on the jail and summary punishment to the fiendish murderer. "HAWES must hang!", they shouted. "We won't trust the law's delays this time!" From the most excited and reckless, they soon became the utterances and sentiments of sober, cool-headed men. The guard at the jail was doubled, and warnings were sent by the sheriff to the mob; but they were not to be easily deterred. On they went, when a shower of bullets from the jail killed and wounded a hundred of so. The disorganized mob, without leader or system, turned and fled.
The excitement in the city before the shooting was but a summer breeze to a cyclone compared wit the condition of affairs when the result of the terrible march to the jail was known. Men went mad, and everything desperate was threatened. Blowing up the jail with dynamite, lynching the sheriff and all his deputies, blowing up all the gas and electric works and then burning the city, were a few of the desperate resolves of the frenzied crowd.
Local military companies were soon guarding every approach to the jail and the gun stores. Col. JONES of the state troops, arrived with a regiment and took charge of the city Sunday morning.
Dick HAWES did not close his eyes in sleep that Saturday night. The coroner's jury brought in a verdict of murder against the inhuman father and husband, and Fannie BRYANT as his accomplice. They were indicted, the latter was convicted and is now in the penitentiary.
HAWES' attorney made desperate efforts for a new tiral and appealed to the supreme court, but the verdict of the jury could not be set aside, and to-day he paid the penalty on the scaffold. His bride of four hours returned to her father in Columbus, where she yet lives.
Phillip KEATING received a fall yesterday while playing with other boys in which he broke his arm.
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