The Warwickshire Herald. — 1893-05-18 (Birmingham, West Midlands, England)

FATHER KILLED BY HIS SON.  A shocking murder has been committed in Lainbeth. A compositor named Patrie.c Cavan, aged 60 years, and his two sons, Joseph, aged 23 yearn, and .I,lm, aged 18 years, occupied the first-floor at 30, Hercules-road, Kennington-road, for the last 12 maths, and were known as very quiet and respectable people. The father retired to rest with his eker sou at about hal-cast 11 o'clock on Sunday John sleeping on an iron chair-bedstead. Soon after midnight Joseph Davao was aroused by hearing a scuffling noise in the room, and by the light of the street gas-lamp he saw his father and younger brother wrestling together. Joseph, after procuring a light, found that his father had fallen on his face on the floor, with his head towards the fireplace, where a quantity of burnt paper was lying. He then discovered a large knife buried to the hilt in his back. His father was dead. Joseph ordered his brother to dress himself, and took him to Kennington police-station, where he was charged with the murder. The divisional surgeon-of police was summoned to the house, and pronounced life extinct. The knife had penetrated the lungs, causing almost instantaneous death. It is alleged that the murder was premeditated. The deceased was employed at Messrs. Clowes and Sons', Dukestreet, Stamford-street. His two sous are also compositors. During the past week the prisoner, it is stated, WILI heard to say that his father had placed a white powder on his bread and butter. A week ago he purchased the knife, and covered the handle with paper, tied round with thread, so as to obtain a firm grip. The prisoner while at the Kennington police-station, appeared quite unconcerned. The body of the murdered man was removed to the Lambeth Mortuary to await an inquest  OnMonday the accused was brought up beforeldr. Biron, at the Lambeth Police-court, on a charge of wilful murder. After bearing the evidence of Inspector Martin, who took the charge, prisoner was remanded. While the case was in progress the prisoner appeared only half conscious of what was taking place.  A despatch from Linares (Mexico) says:William C. Hargrove, a young Englishman of large fortune, came to Mexico Hi months ago and purchased a ranch of 60,000 acres to the north-west of here, where he built himself a comfortable house. Fos some time he led the life of a recluse, and seldom left the ranch. Passing most of his time looking after his numerous head of cattle. On Thursday last a neighbouring ranchman who called to visit Hargrove on business discovered the latter lying dead in front of his own door with a bullet bole in his forehead. 'the interior of the house was in • state of confusion and all the money and valuables were missing. The servants had all disappeared, and it is supposed that they murdered their master and Bed after plundering the hoUSC.  The wrong place for it. —Ta ddel hi (as he takes his seat at a restaurant table): "I'm hungry enough to eat fried bark." Waiter: "I'm sorry, sir, but we have no sausage to-day." First little girl: "Ras your sister begun takin' music lessons yet?" Second little girl: "She's takin' somefin' on th' piano, but I can't tell yet whether it's music or typewritin.." Marion: "You don't believe that George is going to marry me just for my money, do you?" Clara: "No, dearest, Ido not. I think that long stretch of real estate has • good deal to do with it, too." _ _ _ . _