The Charleston daily news. [volume] (Charleston, S.C.) 1865-1873, 1873-01-28
THE CARNIVAL OF CRIME.
COLD-BLOODED MURDER OF SOUTH
CAROLINIAN-TRED DETAILS.


Distinguished 8, journers In Murdcrers'
Row In the Tombs-Another story for
the New Postomce-How to Fill q
Theatre--Opening of Manager Dnly's
Hew House.
lPRoM OUR OWN CORRESPONDENT
NEW YORK, January "a.
simultaneously With the announcement that
the Court of Appeals has refused to grant a
new trial to Foster, the csr-hook assassin, the
carnival of murder has recommended. On
Monday young newspaper compositor named
Magruder, (who says he is kinsman to the
late General Magruder,) deliberately shot and
mortally wounded fellow craftsman for ''sat-
isfactIon." The victim is Mr.. Clarence Lock-
wood a native of spartanburg, In your State,
where he served his apprenticeship In the
Office OF the Carolina Spartan. Mr.. Lockwood
was we'll known among bis fellow craftsmen
In your city, having worked In The NEWS
Office at one time. he was young man
about twenty-elght or thirty years, of rather
prepossessing appearance, and wlthal we'll
informed, having received his education at
the Kings Mountain Military School In York
Vile. 1t seems that Magruder and Lock
wood lived at the same boardlng-house In
Madison street. kept by Mrs. Hammond.
lockwood was In the habit OF p;ayfully ''car-
rying on" with very pretty young girl
named Annie Brown, q boarder In the house.
Some weeks ago, Miss Brown for some real or
and after Informing him she did not desire nis
acquaintance, refused to speak to him. On
Lockwood thus receiving his congo, Magruder
sludiously improved his opportunity, and
monopolized Miss Browns evenings at home.
On saturday night last, there was party at
Mrs. Hammond's, and under the influence of
dance and song, Miss Browns quarrel with
Lockwood was removed, and tney became
friends as they were before. On Sunday eve
ming Miss Brown was sitting on a lounge In
the front parlor with Magruder, another
boarder named Washington Smith being seat
ed at the piano. Lockwood entered the room,
having pillow In his hand, and as he passed
the eota In order to reach the win
dow, he joklngly touched Miss Browne cheek
with his pillow, saying, 1--WE were not friends
little while ago, hut am glad We are now"
Magruder jumped up and said, IF you have
anything 10 say 10 Miss Brown, or any one
else, say 1t when l am not present. don't
want to be annoyed by your remarks" Hot
words followed, and Lockwo finally slap
and began struggle, when Smith jumped up
and separated them, saying, "Gentemen,
this Is Sunday; please don't raise row here"
Magruder said, "You are right" and then
turned to Lockwood and said, 'Il not fight
you on the Sabbath. but tomorrow I'll shoot
shoot you like dog" He then left the
room. Little was thought of hls remark at
the time, it being thought to be simple
ebullltlon of transient passion. On Monday
evening Lockwood had been drinking some,
and said he would not come down from his
room-the back parlor-to supper. At seven
o'clock Mrs. Hammond and the re.
mainder OF the boarders went to the dining
room in the basement to supper. They had
scarcely seated themselves at the table
when Magruder came In, partially intoXi
Gated. He stood at the door, and glanced
rapidly round the table until his eyes rested
on Lockwood's vacant chair. He bent down
over Mrs. Hammond, and said II miss some
familiar faces at the table, Mrs. Hammond"
"Where is LOCKWOOD" Mics Brown answered:
II guess he Is gone out of town." Magruder
turned and ran rapidly up stairs to Lock-
woods room, the back parlor. Jacob Madi-
son, another boarder, who had heard of the
occurrence of the previous evening, and who
feared trouble, ran after Magruder. Madison
entered Lockwood's room In time to see the
murder committed. Lockwood was seated In
an easy chair near the fire. Magruder ad-
vanced to the centre OF the room, and, draw
Ing pistol. pointed 1t at Lockwood. Lock-
wood rose from his chair, and as he did go
Magruder fred. The first shot missed its
mark, and Lockwood advanced step toward
Magruder, who, deliberately taking aim, fired
again. The ball entered Lockwood'5 aodo-
men, and, staggering forward, The wounded
man fell to the floor. Magrudpr did not
move, but looked down on Lockwood with
an expression of satisfaction on his face.
The noise Of the shots alarmed the board
ers In the dlning-room, and, running up the
flight OF Stairs, Lney crowded into the room.
his revolver, said, "T'll shoot any one OF you
who dares TO interfere with me-" All were
afraid, and Magruder, calmly walking through
the crowd, passeG down stairs Into the din-
groom, and cool y sat down tn his supper,
informing the waitress, with smile, that he
supposed his coffee was nearly cold. In the
meantime The BOARD r, Madison. had rushed
into The street, aud called officer Rogers, who
entered the dulEg-room. The officer, after
Magruder had handed hun the revolver used,
with due consideration tor the prisoners
feelings, aud recognizing the extraordinary
self possession Of The criminal, allowed Ma
gruder 10 leisurely eat his supper. while LOCK-
wood was lying In agony on the floor above.
At length slretcher was procured, and Lock-
Magruder was brought In and confronted with
Lockwood, who said, "0h, Mac, why did you
do this ?n "Magruder, looking down al Lock-
wood, said, "Didn't tell you last night that
! would snoot you like dog y When asked
If he would make any statement, Magruder
said, II will talk 10 the Judge Tomorrow"
He was then removed 10 cell.
The last murder, yesterday, was equally de-
lberale. bll.poster named Nixon Killed an
express wagon driver because their vehicles
became entangled 10 the crowd 10 Chatham
square. Two more causeless murders could
hardly be Imagined.
The community ia In Its old panlcky state
again, clamoring loudly for the blood of the
condemned men In the Tomos. It will 20
hard with The gentry who take the law Into
their bands, until after two or three IF them
are hanged and confidence is restored.
Stokes begins to feel alarmed for The first
time in bis life. It is sald that howl
of rage arises from the score of murder
ers In the Tombs every time fresh MUIR
der Ia announced. Each criminal feels that
eve:y additional deed of violence is lessenlDg
his own prospects of ultimate escape; The
more conspicuous residents of the celebrated
smurderprs' row" In the Tombs vt present are
Stokes, the slayer Of Colonel Fisk; Foster, the
car hook murderer; Scannel. the politician
who shot Donohue; BleaEley, who Killed his
neIce, Maud Merrill, because she would not
abandon a lie of shame; King, who shot
O,NeII In Pine street; Sharkey, who murder