Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1876-04-03
whole nsishborhooa was soon alarmed and many

Heuel Brann, Marcelus Uorr, ana 1noWas H.
White were the first to reach the house. They
soon raised the cry "Ike has shot Aretta +
When they got opposite to B,iery's they saw Page
coming out Of the house. with
A KNIFE IN HIS HAND,
which he was Aourishing and striking against his
breast as though he had the intention OF plunging
1t to his heart There blood upon mis- forehead.
The PROSTATE body of the wife was lying near the
back door way. Over this Page leaped and ran
from the house. He ran over into his orchard !;
jumped over the bars. When Mr.. White came up
to the corner of the house. Isaac had just emerged
from the door, going towards the barn. He
then turned round and said to White, you Cd
id son of a b., what are doing up here 7"
and started for him, running five or six steps
towards him. When he did this, White picked up
stick and said, Cd d-n you if you come
to me, I'll break your head open!'. He then ran
off with the knife in his hand. Isaac took circuit
round the barn into the woods, and in twenty min
utes came back with his throat cut. After Isaac
left they went to look at the
BoDY OF THE PHOSPHATE WOMAN.
She lay on her back, step or two from the
uOOT stones Ol tne ell uOoT, dt VI the
door, her head towards the road. Reuel Brann,
her BROTHER went up and examined her, saying,
"She is stone dead" She looked as though she
had fallen there dead, and not been pushed there.
While at his home few rods down the road, he
saw Isaac throw something out the door, and then
go into the house again. Could see only his head
and shoulders from his house, and couldn't tell
what he had thrown out. Another gentleman
testified to seeing Page throw something out of
the house that looked like shawl OF baby, bat the
suppositon is that Page did not throw his wife out
of doors after firing at her, but that she rushed
for the door
For HER LIFE
and that he followed her, when the fatal shot was
fired.
Isaac, after committing the dreadful deed, ran
into the Hankerson woods, hundred rods or
more west Of the buildings, and it was thought
that he had gone there to commit suicide, or if he
should soon emerge he would be very desperate
When Isaac's aunt, Elizabeth Horn, heard the
cry of "murder!' she was rushing towards the
scene and saw Page coming from the woods.
looking more like wild man than q human be-
ing. lie was in his stocking feet, AMI was with
out hat, coat, or vest, his dark hair streaming
his face.
Hrs THROAT WAS CUT,
and the blood was flowing over his clothes. He
came right up to Miss Horn, and exclaimed ooh,
aunt Lizzie! aunt Lizzie. what have I done J"
holding up both his hands, She went up to him
and took the revolver from him, he yielding it up
readily. He then accompanied her to the house,
4 Al. l. L. 4 .cnIo Cbo,
lying on her back, still and cold in death. He
Frustrated himself by the side Of the
WIFE HE HAD MURDERED,
and was deeply affected, crying, "Oh God, what
have done! have killed my wife," Miss Horn
then raised him and helped him into the house,
taking him into the kitchen and laying him down
on the door. When she asked him why he did
the awful deed, he said, ooh, don't know; why
did you go home this morning." She asked him
if his wife had said anything to him that morning,
to aggrivate him or disturb him. and he answered
in the negative; they had no talk at all. He was
evidently faint from the loss of blood, and some
water was handed him with which he bathed his
neck. His wound was bleeding all the time. There
was large pool of blood upon the floor, which
she mopped up. physician had been sent for
and other help called. Isaac moaned and COM
planned, saying, "Why didn't they take care of
me' They knew wasn't right, and why didn't
they take care of me before did this" She said,
"You have cut your throat and what did you do
it with = He replied, "Oh, they were coming to
take me to kill me-" That was his conversation
with Miss Horn the evening previous. and she as
sured him that no one would harm him. He
thought Friday night they were coming to take
him, and sat up till one O'clock Saturday morning.
That evening he said he was
A RUINED MAN,
as he hal not done his business he ought to have
done it. When William T. Searls, the Constable,
came up, he went into the house, and saw Isaac
pacing the kitchen floor. His throut hal cash
in it about five inches long. 1t was not bound up.
He said to Mr.. Searls, "Oh. William! why didn't
they take care of me before That darling wo-
mani" Sears took hold of his arm, and said,
Isaac, be calm and sit down"
The dead woman was taken up tender'y and
carried in and laid on the lounge in the bed room
adjoining the kitchen. Isaac sat in chair, as the
dead body of his murdered wife was carried
through the room, and he seemed deeply affected.
lie soon after tainted away, and it was thought at
one time he would die. He made no remarks but
seemed to continue in sort of stupor He was
soon laid upon the bed in the bedroom, and there
for a few minutes were
The MURDERER AND HIS VICTIM
lying almost side by side. The body of Mrs. Page
was soon, however, removed to the bedroom OPP
posite the parlor, where the physicians examina-
ton was made.
Mrs. Page was shot with pistol, small wesp-
on. about six inches in length, which her husband
had kept in the house for some time 1t was
seven shooter, carrying balls about the size of a
small pea-No. % bullets. The pistol is
marked Alert-lS74. One wound, di-
rectly in the back part of the deceased's neck,
just at the edge of the hair, undoubtedly that
produced by the
FATAT SHOT.
Probing showed that the bullet had touched the
spinal cord and lodged in the base of the brain,
producing instant death. If he had had marder,
cool and premeditated, in his heart, and had made
the closest calculations, a more fatal spot could
not have been selected in the human body. This
shot she received while passing out of the door
to escape, when she fell down the stone steps,