The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1891-10-20
and he still wore his black SLOUGH
hat. His general appearance

and he still wore his black SLOUGH
hat. His general appearance
WAS ALTOGETHER FoRBIDDING.
His grayish beard was of about a
weeks growth /; and his grayish hair
was coarse, unkempt and bristly.
His eyes like his clothes, are gray.
and had steel-cold, deviiish glitter.
McCord shook hands through the
bars with the reporter and gave him
sullen greeting. He refused to cay
but a few words, though laughed
outright when the nights bloody
work was mentioned.
"They have treated me id out.
rageous," sid the assassin, "and l
can prove that my wife and John
Burress were out buggy-riding week
ago Thursday"
,, GLOW old are you McCord?" was
asked.
"Well they say l am about
forty, but l feel this morning like l
was only sixteen" And then he
chuckled to himself. as though he did
not have the least care in the world.
Henry Often was standing by, and
McCord, taking the reporters note
book and pencil, wrote a request to
Mr.. Wells of the Sedalia Iron Foun.
dry to send him what
MONEY WAS DUE BIN
and asked Mr.. Often to deliver it,
which he did.
Mr.. Wells said McCord had been
working at his foundry about three
years, and drank more
or less. Last Saturday night
he was on a spree, and when he came
to work Monday morning. he asked
to hold back 81 of the molder's wages
go that he could not spend it for
liquor. McCord kept straight and
worked right along until six O'Clock
last evening, when he got fifty cents
from Mr.. Wells and borrowed 50 from
q blacksmith who had just begun
work at the foundry that day.
Miles Burress, the father Of the
murdered man, was found
at his sons residence
at 1000 South Ohio street. He was
leaning on the front gate and the
tears were trickling down the old
mans cheeks.
"He has murdered my only boy
my only child" said the father sob
bingly. "My son. 1 am sure, never
had anything to do with McCord's
wife. The last time l saw him was
shortly after five o'clock, when be
drove down to my house at 223 East
Fourth street, and
LEAVING HIS WIFE
there. went on to his place of bust.
ness"
Mrs. Burress, the mother of the
runs a boarding house at
the last named number. Several of
her neighbors had gathered early in
The morning and were trying to con-
sole her while she was bitterly weep
ing.
''My poor dead boy" said che had |
never laid eyes on Mrs. McCord
before she came to my house last |
Monday. 1 needed help in the kitchen
md went after her to hire her as q
,ook. My son visited the house
hat day or the next
md told me that as l had
,ot good help l ought to take
Kings easier. He never had any.
hing to do with the woman and the
.harge that he and Mrs. McCord were
tut buggy-riding last Thursday a
week ago, is absolutely false and
Without foundation"
Mrs. McCord, who was in the
was called into the dining
DOM and asked to make q statement.
,he is q
FAIRLY GooD.LOoKING
woman, rather small and possesses no
that should cause the
in which she has recently |
zen involved. i
"McCOrd came from st. Louis to 1
varrensburg about seventeen years
CO." said she, "snd there we were
married. We have two children. For
long while he was drunken and
reated me cruelty. Last spring,
nding that l could not endure his
reatment any longer, l.
TOOK MY CHILDREN
, Clinton and there hired out as q
ook in Deputy Sheriff Benefits
Imily. with whom l stayed FIVE
eeks. l then returned to
edalia and McCord and l lived
,gether on East Main street until
st Friday night when he shot FIVE
mes with this same gun at Jack