The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1874-10-13
A UmAN MONsI Ers.
He Murders His wife ana Commits
. suicide.

A terrible tragedy was on last Sunday
enacted In the town of Cambridge, near
Buskik's Bridge, being no less THAI the
murder of life by her husband and the
suicide of the murderer. The details are
as follows The name of the double muir.
derer-w Lawrence Grace, native of
Ireland, about thirty years of age, farm
laborer Of tlissolute habits, whose wife
Hannah Grace, who was about two year
his senior, left him something over a wear
ago, on account of his brutal treatment of
her' and has since supported herself and
their daughter, twelve years of age, the
only ISSUE of their marriage, by doing
housework.
THE SCENE OF THIS HORRIBLE AFFAIR
was the house of Sylvester Bowen, far
lner of advanced years, and who Is reputed
to be the wealthiest man in the town. Mr..
Bowens residence is a large and sul,stan-
tial brick farm house, situated on The banks
of the Hoosick river. near Buskirk's
bridge. Mr. Bowcns wife died last spring
and since that time Mrs. Grace has been
employed by him as housckeeper. Grace
came to Bowens house about ten O'Clock
Sunday morning, and seeing his wife in
the barnyard approached her and said,
Hannah, | have brought you some
money" She replied, 81 don't wish any
of your money" and leaving him, went
into the carriage house He followed ler
into the building and closed the door. The
brute then caught her by the shoulder with
his left hand, and attempting at the same
time to get knife from his pocket, said
81 AM GOING TO KILL YOU AND CIT MY owN
THROAT"
She being a somewhat muscular woman,
extricated herself from his grasp and ran
to the house, closely pursued by the fend.
She, however, succeete in getting into
the house and in locking and boiling the
door. Grace Immediately came up and
kicked the door until one panel and the in
side casing gave way, thus elfecting an en-
trance. Mrs. Grace then ran into the
kitchen and got behind the door, where the
incarnate fiend caught her, and with a
pocket knife, the blade of which was about
four inches long,
STABBED HER FOUR TIMES IN THE ABDOMEN,
literally disemb0weling her. and inflicted II
trightiu wound in her neck. which Just
missed severng the carotid artery. There
Was no one on the premises at the time ex-
cept an aged sister of Mr.. Bowen, who was
in another part of the house, and II hired
man, who WAS at the barn. The latter
hearing the shrieks of the victim, came To
the house and finding the woman weller
my in her blood, Immediately alarmed the
neighburs, some of whom went for medical
assistance, and Others started in pursuit of
he murderer. who was supposed to have
He'd to the woods. Search was made for
Grace until about 3 O'Clock IN the after
noon, when he was discovered in Il pantry
oil the kitchen hut Il few feet from where
the muritr,ls deed was committed.
STARK DEAD WITH Ills THROAT CUT FROM
EAR TO EAR.
The door being closed, he remained un-
discovered until that time, in consequence
OF the intense excitement attendant upon
The occasion. DIS. Niver and Ashton were
>'Wl III dtleUudnCt, anu uU'n examining
Mrs. Grace. who WAS still alive and con-
sciOus, found one wound of five inches in
length in the abdomen, through which The
stomach and iutesInes proruded. and three
other wounds which penetrated the aldo
men. being respectively four, three and one
incnes In length.and deep and severe incis-
on in the neck rs above described The
physicians put the intestines back and sew
Ell up the wounds. The woman was alive
at O'Clock. but the wounds Will ncce.>s'i-
rily prove fatal. Coroner Clark, of Cam
bridge, WAS summoned, and is now holding
an inquest. There is
40 AsslGNABLE REASON FOR TIE COMMITS
SIGN OF THIS HoRRID CRIME.
except the persistent refusal of Mrs. Grace
To live with her husband. who was II
drunken, brutal fellow, and who haG ill.,
treated her until she was compelled to
leave him Grace, in the interview at the
carriage house, inquired for their daugh
ter, and it was doubtless his intention to
have murdered her had she been at home.
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