Connecticut western news., 1873-05-09
A Terrible Case of Murder,
. n EA E. The Poor Insane w oman win O Killed Her Two Children. &


 Z Aa Two Children. E N
 Annie Hennessey, who murdered her two children in a fit of frenzy, is still in one of the cells which are set apart for lunatics. 4 reporter who visited her says she appeared very unhappy. When her husband came to see her she scarcely recognized him, and, when he came the second time, she said, 'Every- thing was all right. and asked him seTo take care of the children" as if noth- ing had happened. He kissed herwild ly and afectionately, but she stared at him vaeantly and as if he was stranger. From his crazed wife the wretched man went to look at the remains of his chil- dren and to think howhe had dotted on them and loved them. There they lay before him lifeless, charred, black from the fire on which they were roasted. They looked sweet even in death. A smile rested upon the face of the young CT child, and the father kissed it pas sionately. r--...-. -...-. = vz. - ....,
 Annie IHennessey is woman about the middle height, slim, with long, sallow face, large gray eyes, that are deeply sunk and have strange, weird lustre, and thin, pale lips At first she seemed to be quite indifferent in regard to her fate, but in the afternoon she folded her hands together, whenever one of the physicians approached. her cell and prayed him, in touching accents, to let her go. Two Sisters of Charity visited her, and then came some rela- tions. She spoke to them in incohe hollow whispers, and in so low tone that it was very difficult to understand word she said. When the reporter visited the cell the poor mother men, tioned her children for the first time.
 "lOh my children, oh my chil- dren p she moaned in a low tone, ssoh my poor children P The expression of her face was heartrending, and her eyes filled with tears.
 "Where are they?" the doctor asked.
 She paused awhile, and gazed on him with a look of 8 anguish. "Oh !g-oh they're dead" she moaned in the same low tone, and +wringing her hands, e I killed them I burnt them"
 She buried her head in her hands and sobbed. % l. 5 *-' .re@ =s, 1-
 "Why did you kill them ?' the doctor asked, -.. ,-~ tnf~ z. as -s4...sr..t. ....
 She was still weeping, but she raised her head and said, in the same hollow, unearthly tone, "The Lord and the angels appeared before me in 8 vision and told me to do it. The Lord mo- tioned me to do it and (sadly) when l looked at my children Isaw that their tongues were red flames, and did it. J There was pause. She sobbed pite- ously, s'Oh, my children! Oh, mypoo1 children 4i'', sEs ss &Ef
 "Did you strangle them first" the doctor inquired. -.s1t-.s s5-r -- s-5 szr
 "Oh, mo-" she moaned, gazing list. lessly at him. q held the oldest first over the fire. (She wrung her hands. Yes, did; Oh, my children! Oh, my -,"And then you held the other one over the fire ?" as-f @fkts~q .strs.
 "Yes, yes," she sighed, moaning again :, " Oh, my children, my chi1. dren P
 Words could not convey any idea ot the anguish that was expressed iii these simple words as the poor crazed mother uttered them.
 She implored every one who came near her to let her see her children. Her children! None but another could have uttered the word as she uttered it. The reporter was told that she had been truly devoted to them, that she had seemed to love them better than she did her life. The thought that she had killed them whirled wildly through her feverish brain, and when she was told that they would be buried in 8 few hours, she hid her face in her hands and wept long time, until at length she laid her head upon the pillow and sank into repose.
 7 The children were buried by thei1 father. Their charred forms rest il Calvary Cemetery. When they were found dead they lay with their arms en. twined round each others necks, and in the same position they lie in the grave.