St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1894-03-02

Attempt to Steal His Money.
His Wife and Child Killed by!
the Brutes, After Which He
Makes Qaick Work of Them
FRANKLIN PARK, N. j., March Il
This township of Franklin Park Is a;
slumberous sort of place and has been
for over a hundred years. In fact,thefe
has been no excitement here since the
time that one George Washington, In
command Of a lot OF ragged and quarter
fed soldiers, was known In the vicinity
not long before certain little events that
have been recorded in history in COLI
uection with the records of Princeton
and Trenton. Not since then has there
been any excitement in this little place
until this morning. There are only
about 400 people III the place, conse-
Quently the loss of four is felt, but the
manner of their taking off Is something
that municipalities hundred times its
size might boast of If said municipali-
ties were in the line of record breaking
for sensations. Iu word, two negroes
attempted to rob prosperous farmer.
In their attempt they killed woman
and child and were killed themselves.
The woman would have been the mother
of another child within few days if
she had been allowed to.ive.
The Bakers have long been held as
sociable and reputable members of this
small community. Old John j. Baker
IN hol f,r
poses longer than the oldest inhabitants
can tell about. About two years ago
his second son, Moore Baker, married a
pretty blonde named Lucy Evans,
daughter of neighboring farmer. The
settlement that the old Bakers made
upon the young people included tract
of many acres and enabled the son TO
build neat cottage
UPON THE PROPERTY.
The couple lived together up to this
morning with every prospect of happi-
ness and success, and a joyful old age
when it should come upon them.
This morning there came crisis that
could not have been fOreSeen. Nor
could any prophet have attached to its
result the terrible conclusion.
The old Bakers had had sort of
protege colored boy named Henry
Baker, whom they had taken in aud
helped since the time he was six years
old. This boy had often been employed
by Moore Baker to do chores around his
house. Yesterday afternoon Moore
Baker gave his coiored namesake a job
at cutting some of the wood and paid
him for it. After receiving his pay the
colored chap asked MIR. Baker to lend
him 81, saying that he would return 1t
on Saturday. The farmer did not like
to see the young man with so much
money and ne parleyed with him.
Hen" said Mr.. Baker, '1've only got
a Sl0o bill. 1t you change that for me-.
will lend you the S2.''
"a hundred-dollar-bill," said the
negro, II never saw one, MI. Baker.
Let's have look at it,"
With that Moore Baker displayed a
note of the denomination of 500. and
inadvertently small bills. The negro
said nothing, but went away without
getting
hlo LOANs
Later in the day Hen Baker and an
other negro named Willard Thompson,
lad Of eighteen years, were seen by
Boyd Baker, a brother of Moore, to
whom they said that they were going
over to Dayton. about four miles away,
to see friend. They went to Dayton,
as it has since transpired, but they
went in wagon drawn by horse out
of Moore Bakers stables. and without
Bakers permission. 1t was at 10 o'clock
at night that they started on this trip.
Exactly what they did in Dayton Is not
known, but they certainly stopped at
Wynes' saloon, and had several drinks.
They returned by the old plank road,
and turning off 1t to the northward
they drove to the Baker barn and
hitched the horses. That much of their
movements is known by many. What
they did afterwards is told by Moore
Baker. About 80 this morning the
negroes, having secured the ak
with which Hen Baker had made
his half-dollar in doing work
for Moore Baker during the aft
ernoon. went to the entrance
to the cellar of young Bakers residence
as the rear of the house and broke 1t
open. They had taken off their shoes,
and in stocking feet climbed down the
narrow stairway into the cellar, then up
into the parlor on the first floor and so
through an entrance that led to a
stairway that landed at the rear of the
bedroom in which Mr.. Moore. his wife
and child lay asleep. Do not think
they had
FORGOTTEN THE AXE.
Will Thompson had attended to that
and carried the weapon close to his
breast. They sneaked up the rear stair
way and crawled into the sleeping
apartment of the Baker family. When
they were hammering On the cellar door
Mrs. Baker. who was not well, heard
the noise, and awakening her husband,
telling him that she thought some
body was in the house who had no
right to be there. Mr.. Baker replied that
1t was probably the dog that was
making noise. and advised his wife to
go to sleep again.. Mrs. Baker tried to
take another nap, when, by the light of
the small lamp that had been left burn
ing, she saw the figures of the two
negroes enter the rear door. She. be-
came paralyzed with fear. She had not
even strength to reach over and awaken
her husband, but she did utter a sort of
a cry. Thompson, the hatchet-bearer,
rushed across the room and smote her
in the forehead with his wicked weapon.
Not satisfied that he had killed her. he
struck her again, This time the head
of the axe. besides cutting a deep
wound on the side of the head, glanced
and cut away the switch at the back OF
The head as e!eanly as though a pair of
scissors had been used to do the job.
MIR. Baker had rot yet awakened, but
the child, in crib alongside the bed,
was aroused by the commotion, and