The Washington times., 1908-04-09
MOTHERS SLAYER
HAPPY At DEED
Young Murderer Sorry He
Couldn't Have Killed
Whole Family.
BeI1c>Ns Life in Prison
Was Due to
Wrongs.

NEW YORK, April 81 killed my
mother. and am glad Of It. I would
be even more happy II had murdered
the entire family. Why shouldn't I
have slain them?"
This was the confession made by Ber-
nard Carlln. a convict barely OF age.
when he was arraigned before Magis-
trste Furlong I'm the Gates police court,
Brooklyn, today. He had shot down
and instantly killed his parent, Mrs
Susan Carlin. Ia her home. 5S7 Quincy
street.
Il never knew what a mothers love
was" he went on The stray dog IN
the street has led a better life than
have, and it was all my mothers fault
I never knew the love Of a home
never knew the meaning Of boyhood. I
grew up behind dark walls with crimi-
mails. a moment of happiness never
crept into my existence never knew
anything. My mother brought me into
the world and then forgot me. At the
Ege OF five she sent me to an orphan
asylum There they taught me to steal.
and, when I emerged, at the age of
eight. I had learned but one thing
crime
II was free less than year Then
was sent back again, and came out at
the age of sixteen-came out as a saw
age from the wilds-for here I was, in
the heyday Of youth, and memories Of
nothing but prison.
Il stayed out two years, and then !
was sent back. Ny mother knew the
conditions, but she did not try TO help
me. l came out OF the NaPanCch re-
formatory, in Ulster county, Monday.
that 1 was TO be sent back. In the
same vision 1 shot my mother and my
brother. / laughed, for IL made me
happy. 1 saw her fan TO the floor, as
she fell yesterday, but l must regret
that my brother did not go with her.
He Wants to Die.
1.-The physicians say I will go blind
from confinement in four months. I am
gradually losing my sight. so what is
the use living. anyway? I am prepared
to die tomorrow-today-at once"
Carlin stopped for a moment, and his
tears bedimmed his eyes. His disheveIed
hair fell down over a declining fore
head. His nicotine-stained fingers
twttched nervously at his sides.
What have got to regret?" he final
" resumed. why didn't any one ever
care for me? Why didn't my mother
love me as she loved the other children?
God knows 1 tried to reform, but my
mother kept me from II. The more
thought over her actions the more / be-
came determined TO have revenge. so
when I dreamed, took IL as a COM
mand TO Kill her, and 1 did"
As Carlin was being led toward the
court prison he turned to the magistrate
and said n
Let them Kill me quick Why should
anyone who in all his life never knew a
mothers love want to live for an in
gtaut7
TX my mother had only written me a
single letter during all the time was in
prison I would have forgiven her, but
never once did hear from her"
The Black Sheep.
Carlin is the black sheep in a re-
spectacle family He had 80 given 10
him fer a new start in life when he
left The refOrmatory on Tuesday. but 1t
was too late that night 10 buy a re-
volver. After spending the night I'm q
lodging house at Flushing and Frank
lin avenues, he went to the Bowery
yesterday morning and found a revolt
yer that suited him in a Pawnshop.
paying $50 for 81. With 9 out OF IA
cents he had left after carouse OF
the night before, he bought five cart
ridges and started for his mothers !
house
rs that you Barney?' she asked, not
sure that it was her son for whom she
hso opened the door OF her apartment
Ills reply was shot from the re-
NOlver, which he pressed hard against
her neck AS fast as he could pull the
trigger he emptied the five chambers,
planting each bullet in fatal spot
Mrs Carlin staggered into the parlor
ana fell dead in front Of large crayon.