#murder trial

[riesenfeldcenter]

One of the items featured at our open house this week was this manuscript with a copy of the death sentence from an 1828 murder case. Richard Johnson was one of the last two people publicly executed in New York, alongside Catherine Cashiere, on May 9th, 1829.

This manuscript includes a couple extracts: a stanza from Gray's "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard," paraphrases of Mark 9:48 and Revelation 18:19, and part of Book I of Robert Pollok's The Course of Time, which summarizes the damnation sections of the Book of Revelation.

Probably our favorite part, however, is a recipe for "Potatoe Pudding," scrawled upside down at the bottom of the first page.

The pamphlet image included was found here.

#riesenfeld center #umn #university of minnesota law #university of minnesota law library #rare books #umn law #archives #special collections #law school #manuscript #handwriting #murder trial #execution #recipe

[newyorkthegoldenage]

The Ruth Snyder/Judd Gray trial in April and May of 1927 was one of the biggest sensations of the time. They were tried for, and eventually convicted of, murdering Snyder's husband for the insurance money. Journalists fought for entrance to the courtroom in the Queens County Courthouse in Long Island City. One, Sophie Treadwell, used the story as the basis of her hit play, Machinal,* which played on Broadway the following year, with Zita Johann in the Snyder-inspired role and a young actor making his Broadway debut, Clark Gable, in the Gray role.

*Note: If you click on the link above, which discusses the trial and the play in more detail, be prepared for a shocking photo of Snyder in the electric chair. It ran on the front page of the Daily News on January 12, 1928.

Photo: NY Times Photo Archives

#vintage New York #1920s #Ruth Snyder #Judd Gray #Machinal #Sophie Treadwell #murder #murder trial #press sensation #old New York #press photographers

[thinkbolt]

The Great Bird Mystery (Mintz, 1932) -

dir. Dick Heumer -

ft. Scrappy & Oopie

#Scrappy #Charles Mintz #Samba Films #1930s #classic cartoon #golden age animation #Cock Robin #murder trial #homelessness #Great Depression #Youtube

[loudgaybug]

your honour. my client was just too hop skip and a jump. my client was too girlypop during the murders. they were simply based and gay. u see my client was just too goated w the sauce no cream.

#law #criminal law #court #trial #how to get away with murder #murder #murder trial #lawyer #lawyercore #aesthetic #justice

[frnwhcom]

The Tragic Tale of Daniel Burroughs: A Life Cut Short and a Family's Quest for Answers

In the quiet town of Mays Landing, New Jersey, a shocking and heartbreaking tale unfolded over the course of several years, leaving a community in disbelief and a family searching for answers. The story of Daniel Burroughs is one that highlights the persistence of loved ones and the determination of law enforcement to uncover the truth in the face of a mysterious disappearance and a gruesome…

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#Cold Case #Daniel Burroughs #Family&039;s Quest for Justice #Gruesome Discovery #Loretta Doyle Burroughs #murder trial #Mysterious Disappearance #True Crime #Unsolved Mysteries #ColdCase #DanielBurroughs #QuestForJustice #GruesomeDiscovery #LorettaDoyleBurroughs #MurderTrial #MysteriousDisappearance #TrueCrime #UnsolvedMysteries #frnwh

[the-black-mask]

〰️ T H E S M I T H S 〰️

David & Maureen (Hindley) Smith

The Smiths: Band Name

David Smith: Moors Murders

Sonic Youth: 'Goo' album cover

#Goo sonic Youth #album cover outtakes #The Smiths #David Smith #Maureen Smith #Moors Murders #Manchester #Myra Hindley #ian brady #murder trial #true crime #criminal investigation

[thatonefandomjumper]

I want Leo Valdez to be happy but only after he has suffered every horror know to man.

#Leo Valdez #Man's won't leave my brain might as well have some fun with it #Though canon already screwed him up real bad you can bet that fanfics take it to the next level #This is a self call out btw y'all don't know the stuff I've made him go through in the fics I haven't posted #Who knows maybe I'll actually finish them one day #Anyway I hope him all the best when all the suffering is over :) #Pjo #toa #hoo #heros of olympus #murder trial

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"ADMIT CONFESSION STABBED 'MY CHUM'," Toronto Star. September 11, 1943. Page 4. ---- Saskatoon, Sept. 11 - (CP) - A signed confession in which Trooper James W. Clarke, 20, of Hamilton, admitted the fatal stabbing of Trooper Arthur E. Clifford, 17, of Toronto, was admitted as evidence here yesterday where he is on trial for murder.

The confession indicated a quarrel over a girl led to the fatal stabbing. Clifford died at Dundurn military camp, where the two men were stationed, July 7.

"I grabbed him on the shoulder." said the confession. "He wheeled around and let me have it without thinking I pulled out a knife. At the look of it he started to run. I then brought the knife down on his back and he let out a weird yell ." Throughout the confession Clark referred to Clifford as "my chum."

#saskatoon #dundurn military camp #military camp #hamilton #toronto #murder #murder trial #violent quarrel #fighting over a woman #patriarchal violence #fatal stabbing #canada during world war 2 #crime and punishment in canada #history of crime and punishment in canada

[canadaloveselenasblog]

I just finished watching this documentary and honestly I don't know what to believe. Because everyone story keeps changing.  Watching this you forget that Meredith Kutcher was brutally murdered. When someone is innocent, they have nothing but questions. When someone is guilty, they have nothing but answers. Let’s remember the Real victim and that is Meredith, rip!

#Meredith Kercher. #murder trial #murder #amanda knox

[milk-karton-kids]

#true crime tuesdays #true crime cases #true crime blog #true crime community #true crime #casey anthony #murder trial #murder case

[riesenfeldcenter]

Happy Halloween & Macabre Marbled Monday!

The Parkman-Webster case is one of the creepiest from our trials collection: shortly after the disappearance of Boston businessman George Parkman in 1849, his dismembered cadaver was discovered in professor John White Webster’s laboratory at Harvard Medical College. 

It’s one of the earliest instances of the use of forensic evidence to identify a body.

#macabre #monday marbling #marbled monday #marbling #bookbinding #trials #murder trial #murder #skeleton #creepy #parkman-webster #forensics #19th century #boston #harvard medical school #criminal law

[take-a-dip-in-the-deadpool]

Behold my masterpiece

#dall e mini #dall e 2 #ross geller #murder trial

[scotianostra]

June 30th 1857 saw the beginning of the trial of Madeleine Smith for murder.

It was labelled as the ‘crime of the century’, and even now, 161 years on, the Madeleine Smith murder case continues to fascinate criminologists and forensic experts around the world.

Accused of poisoning her lover, Pierre Emile L’Angelier,- and with a clear motive to do so - the authorities could have very easily thrown the key away. But instead she got away Scot-free. Opinion remains divided over her innocence to this day.

As a 20-year-old in 1855 she began a secret affair with Pierre Emile L'Angelier, an apprentice nurseryman from the Channel Islands. The two met late at night at Smith’s bedroom window and wrote passionate letters to each other, which would become evidence against her.

During one of their infrequent meetings alone, Smith lost her virginity to L'Angelier.

However her parents, unaware of the affair with L'Angelier, whom Smith had promised to marry, arranged for a fiancé for her within their upper-middle class community. He was William Minnoch.

Desperate now, Smith attempted to break her connection with L'Angelier and, in February 1857, asked him to return the letters she had written to him. Instead, he threatened to expose her in an attempt to force her to marry him.

Early in the morning of 23 March 1857 L'Angelier died from arsenic poisoning. And after Smith’s numerous letters were found in his lodging house she was arrested and charged with his murder.

It emerged that she had been spotted in a druggist ordering arsenic, signing for it as MH Smith.

Early in the morning of 23 March 1857, L'Angelier died from arsenic poisoning. After Smith’s numerous letters were found in his lodging house, she was arrested and charged with murder.

Despite this, and evidence that she had signed for the deadly doses of arsenic as MH Smith – Hamilton was her middle name – the jury of her peers, middle class, returned a not-proven verdict.

There has been a number of books written on the subject, and there’s a no shortage of articles online about the Madeleine Smith case, here is an article at the link below asking if she was guilty.....

https://the-history-girls.blogspot.com/search?q=madeleine

#Scotland #scottish #murder trial #Glasgow #scandal #history

[tattoorue]

#funny #funny post #lol #for real #life #truth #funny meme #funny memes #lmao #preach #too funny #funny relatable #single ladies #so relatable #murder trial #jury #gasps #free to go #texting #bad texter #he didn’t #thoughtful text

[notbythemoonrp]

Swear not by the inconstant moon, Celestine. You are the Good Witch in Aura. At 25, you are quite the perplexing immortal, especially with that air, fire, water, and earth magic.

Can you find your way out of the darkness?

OOC:

Name/Alias: Dee

Pronouns: she/her

Age: 21+

Timezone: EST

IC:

Biography Information:

Skeleton/OC Role: The Good Witch

Character Name: Celestine

FC: Lee Jieun (IU)

Species: Immortal 

Status: Unaware

Gender: Cis-female

Pronouns: she/her, but as grand poobah of magic will also accept they/them

Age: Appears 25, real age unknown

Abilities: Water, Fire, Earth, and Air Magic

Original Fate:  Loses all their magic protecting the fairy and is later killed by the evil witch.

Biography: tw for gentle mentions of child abandonment, murder, bullying and softly plotted treason.

Celestine as the world knows her is a powerful Witch, in control of all four elements, the sole caster of her kind and an irreplicable asset of the royal family. She is revered, respected even. And to all she meets she is a singular source of light, with a kind smile and soft spoken word. This is not the life she was born to, however. It is good to be different when that difference helps to save a kingdom. It is not good to be different when you are a child stumbling blindly into your powers for the first time, and realize that not only are you weaker than the children around you, but that you can also do things that they cannot.

To her family, a singularly powerful bunch of magic wielders in their own right, she was an embarrassment. A taint upon their good name. How could they have a child with an affinity for all four, but a strength in none? When they cast her from their home, it was in the hopes that she would do as all disowned children should, wander off and die a victim of crime or the elements. What no one could have expected was that she would wander off — but not to her death. Instead the young girl found herself in the arms of a strong Fire Witch, Shearah Naxxremis. And be it the peculiar gift of her affinities, or her kind, gentle nature, the Witch decided to take a single apprentice.

With a new name, and a new teacher, the child bloomed, slowly coming into the strength of her powers with practice and focus, and a little bit of care. After all, it took an immense amount of strength to force all four elements to do her bidding, particularly if she was calling on more than one; it was age more than anything, that lent her better precision and control. What Celestine didn’t know. Couldn’t know. Was that her dear, sweet mentor was not all that she seemed. For all her strength with fire, it was shadow that she was a true master of. A half-demon of the Darien Vale, on the run for her part in selling out the Demon King.

What was truly a tactic to keep them on the move, and under the radar, the young witch saw as adventure. A chance to grow and experience the Kingdom for all the splendors and wonders it contained. For many years, that was all it was. A Witch and her Apprentice, wandering wherever their souls guided them, experiencing different ways of life as they went. But Shearah had made powerful enemies, and it was only a matter of time before they caught up to them. And catch up they did, in the form of a shadow, an assassin of the Demon King who made his way between them, and left nothing but a corpse and the spark of a new, consuming flame in their wake.

This flame was the rage that spurred her powers, and that, when given the chance, guided her to help the Kingdom of Elestren overthrow the Dark Empress that had reigned upon its throne for far too long, every movement, every carefully plotted detail plotted to bring her one step closer to ruling a Kingdom of her own, of amassing a force unlike anything they had ever seen to lay waste to the Darien Vale and bring death to every citizen with the blood of her beloved mentor on their hands. She had traded a part of her soul for eternity, she had nothing but time.

Of course, that wasn’t exactly how her story ended. Instead, a new royal family was elected. No one could trust, sweet Celestine with her wicked magic to rule over them, magic was what had landed them in all this mess to begin with, wasn’t it? The rage that burned in her at this never faded, even after a decade of willing service to the royal family, playing the role of their hound, hunting and destroying any threat to their precious family, their precious power and their most precious Kingdom. And when the time came, she took apprentices of her own. More than she would have cared for, but it was expected of a caster of her status.

And thus, she let them weed each other. Pulling nasty tricks and pranks, all the while her interest in them weaned and waned like the sickly moon, deteriorating to nothing until all that was left was one sweet fairy worthy of the lessons she desired to teach. The Fairy. A pupil worthy of her gifts. Of her affection. Shearah may be dead, but what she had taught, never faded. And Celestine knew better than anyone that true magic flourished under the care of love, be it familial or otherwise, and The Good Witch, as she was now often called, had been longing for someone to care for as she had once done before. Not as mother and mentor as she had before, but as daughter, or younger sister. Someone who could stand at her side, trusted in all things.

In the end, the true end. It had all been for nothing. And under the guidance of the Author she had met her redemption, choosing to die to protect that singular love which she had allowed herself in all the world, rather than sacrifice her Apprentice for the sake of her own plans. In doing so, she had met her end. Maybe that was unfair, but there was a smile on her lips when the last of the blessed air had left her lips, and a lulling peace in her soul that she had never known...

But you’re all here because the story didn’t truly end, now did it? And all that is left to do, is return to the beginning of our story, when a Witch whose been scorned accepts a role for a Kingdom she was deemed unfit to rule. And see how the plot unfurls under the influence of new magic.

#original rp #lee jieun #iu #nbm:acceptance #magic rp #char #celestine #child abandonment tw #treason tw #murder trial #bullying tw

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

“MOB LAW IN CANADA.” Daily British Whig (Kingston). August 25, 1920. Page 4. ---- The attempt to lynch David McNeal at Thorold, who was under arrest accused of the murder of Margaret Boucock, was a disgraceful proceeding. Never in the history of Canada has mob law reached the point of crime, and it is to be hoped. that we may never again see a group of persons attempt to take the law into their own hands. In this case, fortunately, the intended victim was given an opportunity before the noose was adjusted to make an address, and he made such a profound impression upon his hearers that he not only dissuaded them from their purpose of hanging him to the telephone pole, but made of them sympathizing friends determined to see him get a fair trial.

Whether he is guilty of the crime. with which he is charged will not be known until after all of the evidence in these is heard, but from the account of the manner in which he overcame the determination of the mob to take his life without a trial, he must be a man of no mean ability. The question that many people will ask is how he did it. There were two things in favor of McNeal. In the first place there was no color or racial prejudice to inflame the mob as in the lynchings that take place annually in the United States. There was abhorrance of his crime, and when he was given the opportunity to plead his innocence, the absence of any statement in support of the charge against him compelled the mob to leave his case in the hands of the proper authorities. Any other course would have been without a shadow of Justification on the part of the mob, however righteous their wrath against the perpetrator of a despicable crime.

The action of this mob was a blot upon the fair name of Canada, and although it did not take a life, all of the elements of an outrage upon justice were present. Had the scale been tipped ever so slightly by personal antipathy against the victim, there is not the slightest doubt that he would have met with short shrift. We don't want mob law in this country and everything that tends to bring our regularly constituted courts and laws into disrepute should be frowned upon. It is just a question whether or not this whole affair is not a symptom of the condition through which we have been passing during the past two years. There has been altogether too much. criticism of our governments and institutions, on the part of political organizers, irresponsible hirelings often who failed to appreciate fully the direct and indirect consequences

#thorold #murder trial #mob justice #lynching #attempted lynching #mob #attempted hanging #british justice #canadian national identity #crime and punishment in canada #history of crime and punishment in canada #blaming the victim #fear of a red planet #editorial