Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-10-19
MICHIGAN MURDER.

Terrible Tragedy IN DetrOit-An Old
Lady Kicked to Death By Her Son-TAe
Shocking Crime Dramatically Described
by a Little Girl.
Detroit Special Dispatch to the Cincinnati
Enquirer.
At 8 o'clock this morning Mrs. Corkin, a
woman living in the Potomac quarter, came
to the Central police station and reported
that a murder had been committed at 142
Franklin street. Two officers went to the
house and found that Mrs. Matte Farrell,
aged nearly 70, was lying dead on her bed,
where she had evidently been placed. Her
son, Henry Language, said that at o'clock
he went into his mothers room to look at
he clock, and found her dead on the foe-,
and at once ran to Mrs. Corkin's house and
told her; Beyond nat he knew nothing.
Mrs. Corkin and Mrs. Ann Hanley,
who had been called in by Ian.
guage, agreed IN saying they found
the body on the floor, wrapped
in the quilt and coverings of the bed, as
though she had rolled in the agony of death.
her hands clutching the coverings firmly.
Her neck was broken, her face was bruised
badly, and over her right eye was an ugly
cash about three inches long and a quarter
of an inch in depth. They washed the blood
from the dead woman's face, cut off her
gray hair matted with blood, and laid her
out as well as they could. There was blood
on the floor, Dashboard, and on.a trunk at the
head of the bed
BESIDES Language and his mother, the
family consisted of his four-year- daugh-
ter Matte, and Willie Clark, an eipht-year-
old cousin of Matte, who lived with Mrs
Farrell and called her grandma. The boy
says that at 5 o'clock yesterday afternoon
Language kicked at him, and drove him
down stairs, when he wanted to enter the
room occupied by the family
Mrs. Farrell came to the win
dow and told him to go for policeman, and
| Language jerked her away from the window
After that he was afraid to go upstairs, and
the woman who lives downstairs, Jet. him stay
all night in her room. Matte, who is q
pretty little blonde, persistently refused to
answer any questions, saying, 'sPapa tole me
not to say anythin';" but j. Lloyd Breeze, q
reporter of one of the evening papers, man
aged to gain her confd. nee, and gives the
following graphic and dramatic report of the
! interview:
Reporter there anyone here with
you and grandma and pa?''
| Baby-ssNo; dess pa and danma and me. 8
| R.-"What did pa do?''
! B.-"He pull danma and puss (push
her.
Rid grandma cry?"
B.-"No; SO hollered-hollered murder
murder!''
R.-'sDid your pa have knife?''
B.-ssNo; pa didn't tut danma; he licked
(kickeD and pound her,
| R.-ssAnd there was no one else here al
all7''
| B.-sPa locked door,
R.-"Did pa kick grandma this way?'
Gllustrating)
B.-"No; ISIS way" and the little one
stamped her heel square down upon the
| floor. At this the women in the room
hardened cases though the were, used to ali
sorts of crime, turned away with shudder
The sight of that innocent little girl picturine
how her father had undoubtedly crushed the
life out OF his own mother was too awful
even for their natures.
R.-"What did pa do when it got dark?'
B.-"He made me hole lamp while he
wass (wash) danma's face.''
Mattie's mother is in the house of correc-
ton, and Willie says his mother has gone of
| on boat somewhere, but both children will
now be taken care of by the authorities
henry Language, who is in the Central sta.
t1on, is the son of Mrs. Farrell by her first
husband, and works at whatever he can get
to do. Mrs. Farrell took in washing anC
went out scrubbing. Down with Washburn
and the swindling brass kettles!