The Sun. — 1869-09-25 (London, England)

LONDON, SA7URDAY, SEPT. 25, 1869.  With the electric telegraph, with photography, with the railway locomotive, with the übiquitous detective system—that wonderful network of espionage meshed all over France like an invisible cobweb of nerves—it was hopeless for the two men suspected of being the murderers of that poor mother and her five children at Pantin to dream of escaping. It was not surprising, therefore, though it was unquestionably an immense relief, when the telegram arrived yesterday afternoon announcing their capture at Havre, evidently upon the eve of their departure from the shores of France. A desperate attempt at suicide by drowning on the part of the younger of the two prisoners served to corroborate the statement that JEAN KINCE had to do in some way with the stupendous crime, the perpetation of which is imputed to himself and his father, and just possibly sowe as yet undiscovered accomplice or accomplices. That these two most miserable men are said to have acoom plices yet at large is a very general impression among the French authorities. Possibly it is an impression arising from a sense of the enormous task which must, otherwise, have devolved upon the two men already in custody— a task the commencement and completion of which, in an incredibly short space of time, must have been accomplished. The shovel and pickaxe were bought by the younger prisoner at six o'clock on Sunday evening. After nightfall the victims arrived in the neighbourhocd of the place of their slaughter and burial. The grave, or rather trench, in which they were interred must, as we suggested yesterday, have been dug before they were assassinated. Yet the deed  of blood was done, an] the six corps s hidden away in  the earth in sufficient time to enable JEAN KINCK to proceed from Pantin to Paris, there to get rid of his blood-stained and miry clothes in his apartment at  the Hotel du Chemin deter du Nord. The brutality of the murder of these six helpless creatures—two women and four boys, the two youngest of the boys mere children—is complete in every particular, is an atrocity of its kind altogether unparalleled. The butchery took place in the darkness of the night, and in the destruction of the half-dozen victims upwards of one hundred (107) cowl, many of them appallirg, wounds, were administered. Razor, knife, and hatchet appear to have been used with a sort of ferocious desperation by two, or possibly by three or four, banded mur.lerers. Thu discovery of the two prisoners—JosErit KINCR, husband and father of the victims, 7e,-,z IC !WISC_ his eliest soa by a form or m rri age—the capture of these two at  Haire tallies with the notion that had got abroad as to the intention of the family to emigrate to America. Fortunately, the mangled remains of the murdered mother and her five children were dragged to the light of day with astounding rapidity, after they had been apparently hidden away effectually from the hazard of a discovery. But for this, the inhuman husband and father, together with that ferocious stepson and half-brother, who scems to have been the principal actor throughout in this ghastly drama, might both of them hays escaped across the ocean More the blood-hounds could have been put upon their track.  The particulars now obtained in regard to the murdered victims enhance the general sense of the atrocity of their destruction. They are all younger than was at first imaginel. The mother, Madame KINCE, of No. 22, Rue de Alouette, at Roubaix, was ten years younger, for example, than was at first reported, being 35 years of age only, and a fine,welllooking woman in appearance. The five children, again, consisted of two girls and three boys— namely, E3IILE sixteen, HENRI fourteen, ALFRED  eight, ACIIILLE six, and MARIE three.  They  appear to have left their hoine at Roubaix only on the morning of the very day (last Sunday, the 19th inst.), before the close of which they were barbarously murdered. The family is Alsatian. The eldest son by the former marriage, the young man going by the name of JEAN KINCK proves to be really named G