Connecticut western news., 1893-10-05
WOMAN KILLS WOMAN
SHOCKING DEED OF A JEALOUS WIFE
 IN NEW YORK CITY.
The Dead Woman Was a Policeman's Wife,
 and Her Slayer Is a Sister of Inspector McLaughIin-Insanely Jealous of Her Husband-Gave Herself Up to the Police.


 McLaughIin-Insanely Jealous of Her
 Husband-Gave Herself Up to the Police.
 NEW YORK, Oct. 3.-Mrs. John Fitzger-
 aid, the wife of a lawyer and sister of h.
 spector of Police Mclaughlin, while crazed
 with jealousy, shot and killed Mrs. Carrie
 Pearsall, the wife of policeman, yester-
 day afternoon.
 The killing was carefully premeditated,
 because Mrs. Fitzgerald lurked in hall for
 an hour or more waiting for Mrs. Pearsall
 to come home. Mrs. Fitzgerald Is the wife
 of Lawyer J. J. Fitzgerald, an examiner in
 the office of Corporation Counsel Clark.
 The Fitzgeralds live in nicely furnished
 apartments at 2510 Eighth avenue and have
 four children. They have lived there three
 years.
 The Pearsalls lived at 515 East Eighty
 sixth street, and their quarters are fur
 nished in better style than persons with much larger incomes than Pearsall enjoys.
 They have been married Is years and have
 one child. Mrs. Pearsall was a handsome, showy woman, with an unusually fine fig ure.
 At 12:30 o'clock yesterday Mrs. Fitzger-
 aid put on her hat and coat and told her
 eldest son that she was going down town
 and would return about 6 o'clock. Her mdnner was COOL, ana Sue klSSeQ her cnll- dren before departing.
 After buying revolver and small hand bag to carry it in, she went to 515 East Eighty-sixth street, and learning that Mrs. Pearsall was not at home, left Mrs. Kalka~ hoff who had given her the information, and pretended to leave the house. Instead, after coming down stairs, Mrs Fitzgerald stopped to wait for the return of her sup posed rival.
 Lay In Ambush For Her Victim. It was about o'clock when she left Mrs. Kalkahoff. She lay ambushed in the hall, near the foot of the stairs, for about l x hours. At 4:30 o'clock Mrs. Pearsall en- tered the front door and advanced up the hall. Mrs. Fitzpatrick faced her and quick ly fired four shots, three of which missed their mark, but one struck Mrs. Pearsall in the left side of the neck, severed the jugular vein and passed down into the body. Mrs. Pearsall seemed to have been shrink ing when the downward shot hit her. Mrs. Kalkahoff, hearing the shots, looked down from the third floor and shouted, 'Stop that shooting, down therer' She sup posed the shots had been fired by boys. Mrs. Pearsall sank on the floor, while her life blood spurted against the wall. Mrs. Fitzgerald coolly replaced the revol- yer under her coat, and leaving the house went directly to the Eighty y-eighth street l station. Sergeant Dean was at the desk. She poked the revolver almost into his face. He said, "For heavens sake, put that pistol downp' She laid it on the desk, exclaiming, "I did it, did it, but did it l in self defensep' Mrs. Fitzgerald Wildly Excited. Dean then called two policemen, who caught and held her. She was wildly ex- cited. They took her into Captain Pick ett's room. She was too excited to talk, but Pickett learned from her rambling sentences that she had shot some one at | 515 East Eighty-eighth street. Pickett | sent Detectives Farley and Runner to the place. They found Mrs. Pearsall still lying | in the hall, surrounded by about 50 persons. At that moment Pearsall entered, and
 Farley asked him, Do you know this womanf" It was dark and Pearsall could not see distinctly, so he said, ''No do not know her." Then he stopped, and recog- | nizing her lace dress exclaimed, My Godl | It's my wifep' She was still alive. He ! clasped her in his arms, and she died a min | ute later Deputy Coroner O'Hare gave permit to | bury the body. Fitzgerald came home | about dusk and was worried to find that his | wife was not there, for she scarcely ever | remained out after nightfall. Presently | Dr. Haviland, who is the family physician, came and told him his wife had killed Mrs. | Pearsall. Haviland and Fitzgerald went to the po- | lice station, where the husband had ashort | interview with his wretched wife. She | remained in Captain Pickett's room all | night.
 Cause of the Tragedy. Mrs. Pearsall and her daughter spent the summer at the Glen House, Shohola Glen. | Fitzgerald and his family summered at | Lackawaxen, d resort a few miles from the | Glen. On July 27 Fitzgerald drove over to | the Glen House and was introduced to Mrs. | Pearsall. They became quite friendly, and were eating ice cream on the piazza when Mrs. Fitzgerald, who had followed her hus-
 band, drove up.
 | The instant she clapped eyes on Mrs. Pearsall and Fitzgerald she flew into pas
 sion, railing at the woman until her hus-
 band, the lawyer, bundled her into a car | riage and took her back to Lackawaxen. | Mrs. Fitzgerald kept her wrath warm by I nursing it in secret, though she from time to time pestered her husband by accusing him of being fonder of Mrs Pearsall than he was of her. Fitzgerald tried to convince her of her error, but she refused to believe
 him.