, 1873-04-28
THE MELANCHOLY MURDERESs.
Annie IIonncssoy dnys that God and
Angels Fold IHor in q Vision to Kill
the Children.

Annie I1enncssoy dnys that God and
Angels Fold IHor in q Vision to XIII
tho Childro1l.
From tbs lyeto 1rork Herald, Aprh q.
AMMO Henne6Boy, who murdered her children
in Q fit Of religious fronzy, remained at tho
Dcllovuo Hospital yesterday. She was confined
In ono Of tho coils which are set npart for luna-
tics; She appeared very unhappy: When her
husband ca1ne to 500 hor ele scarcely recognized
said Everything was all right" and asked him
TITO tnkc caro- of tho Children" a. II nothing
had happened. Ho kissod her wildly and alree-
tionatoly, but ahe stared at him vaeantly and as
il he woro strangor. From his crazod wife tho
wrutohed man went to look Mt tho remains Of his
children, aud to think how ho had dotted on tilom
and loved them. There they lay before
him, ,slifolcBs charrod, black from tho fro on
which they were roasted. They looked sweet
even IN doath: a smile rested upon tho faeo Of
tho younger child, and the father kasod it pas
Rionately.
Annie HennosHoy is D. woman about tho mid
die height, slim, with n long, sallow face. large
gray eyos that ero deeply sunk and hap q
fret she seemed to DO quite indifferent in regard
to lior fato, but in the afternoon Bhe folded her
lands together whonever one Of the physicians
approached her coll md prayed him, in touching
accents, to Let her 60. Two 6iBters Of Charity
visited hor, and thon came Bomo relations. Bhe
spoke to them in inooheront, hollow Whispers, aud
II 60 low tone tint 1t was worry difficult to UNDER
stand a word aho said. When tho reporter Of tho
Herald and Dr.. Farrington-who had already OK
amined her In the morning--,viaited tho coll in
tho afternoon tho poor mother mentioned her
children for tho first time.
"ohl my children, OBJ my children" she
noaned In . low tonet "oh my poor children ~
Tho expression of her face was hoartreuding,
and her oyoB filled with toars.
sho paused awhile, and gazed On him with q
look Of deep anguish. Oil oh D! thoy'ro dead" :"
ehe moaned in tho samo low tone, and wringing
her hands, " killed them; burnt them."
She buried her head in her hands and sobbed.
''Why did you kill them 7" tho Doctor uskod.
She was still weoping, but she raised hor head
and said, in tho same hollow, unenrthly tone
"The Lord and the angels appeared before me
III o vision aud told me to do 1t. The Lord
at my children I aaw that their tongues we're
rod hamos, and did it., There was9 a pause.
my poor children |"
:" Oh, no." she moaned,' gazing lDtlosuly at
grang her %9 hsnds .,,a sa1s,i Yes did ob' my chill
o." :" a. ana thon you held the othor one over the
"Yes, yes," eho sighed, moaning again, Oh,
Words could not convey IN idea Of tho anguish
TINT Was e1prosSeu IN these simple words as tho
poor crazed mother uttered them.
"How long did the vision remain with you2"
the Doctor asked.
"Oh, God and the angels stayed all through
until it Was al over" Bhe replied, earnestly. She
folded her hands and prayed for her children. 4
mist came before her eyes. She staggered and
would have fallon had tho Doctor not held hor.
She implored everyone who came near her tt
let her geo hor children. Her children! Mont
but a mothor could have uttered the word as sht
uttered 1t. Tho reporter Was told that she hae
been truly devoted to them, that she ha9 soemel
to love them better than she did her hfo. The
thought that Hhe had killed them whirled wildl,
through her feyerish brain, and when she waf
told that they would bo buriod in fow hours ehe
hid her face In her hands and wopt q long time
until nt length ahe laid hor head upon the pillow
and sank Into repose.