The Butler weekly times. (Butler, Mo.) 1881-1918, 1886-06-16
MOTHERS TERRIBLE CRIME.
\. Reats Her FOur-Year-Old Child to
heath in Order to Spite an lntem-
perate Husband.

kernoon. Physicians completed
k,r examination of the body to-day
M the funeral occurred at 4 o'clock
m. There was an immense at
kodance, people coming foi miles
Imupd. The scene was an extreme
ouching one. There is intense
kntement over the brutal crime IN
hill towns for miles around, many |
kreats have been heard to take Mrs. |
koan away from the officers and
i've hear a good coat of tar and
k,thers before she is sent away to
IN. Mrs. Sloan denied late last |
eht that she had murdered her
Mid, and the confession had been
k.orted from her oy threats of her
usband. To-day in the presence
lawyer Nye, of STAFFORD, and the
htes attorney Smith, she again con-
med that she murdered her child.
he saws that her husband had been
linking when he came home to
nner at noon. They had a big
kw. Mr.. Sloan accused her OF
biting food from the neighbors and
sgIecting to provide tor him. At
r he went to work she got more
nd more angry and picking up
z butternut post which stood by
door partially decayed, she struck
er little boy IN the stomach and
pain on the head. He screamed
nibly with pain a, the big tour
pch log came down upon him and
III to the ground with the bio od
pshing from IA gaping wound abo ut
kis temple. Mrs. Sloan picked the
boy up and carried HIM to the drain
bout two rods from the house. She
hmmed HIM down IN the mud and
Water and covered his body with
hicks and leaves anil chunks OF
arth. He was still breathing when
khe left him, with heavy post on
bop of the little mound. The dram
about six inches deep and two
Ieet wide. The water is about -four
inch deep. Mrs. Sloan then wen
back to the house and sat down
calmly waiting for her husband tc
; come back.
She says Sloan continued drinking
all the afternoon, and when he came
into the kitchen he was crazy drunk
He asked: "Where is Freddie :
"Go look for him." she replied
II want you to tell me where h
u.s." repeated Sloan. staggering to
ward her.
DOH SOtiiS my VI " ~
bit YOU, too" said Mrs. Sloan.
$50 you've hit our Freddie. hav
Iyou!" said Sloan. "What did yo
do with him. Have you killed him :
. Mrs. Sloan would not make an
answer, and her husband, somewha
sobered by his terrible tear, bega
to look around the house for tn
. ehild. He found the little 3-month'
girl baby sleeping peaceasly in II
crib, but no trace of the boy. The
1 be saw a few spots of blood on tn
Igranite slab beside the well. b
side the spots lay the four foot bu
teruut log. On the log were thre
pretty little tangled curls, their gol
den hue dimmed by the life bloc
. which had died upon it. Sloan ra
back into the house and demande
: OF his wife what that meant. 81
, would not speak. He grabbed Il
old.fashioned tongs from beside t!
board hearth and held them over n
head threatening 10 bring 1t dow
upon her with all his might If s.
did not tell where the baby Wa
Still she did not open her mout
but after Sloan had spent some mi
futes, raised her hand IN the dlrect,,
OF the drain. Sloan ran toward {
2 ditch. AS he got near it he saw 4
loot prints in the mud and the n.oul
OF mud, sticks ana leaves with I
neavy post land across it. In M