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THE DROYLSDEN MURDER.

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THE DROYLSDEN MURDER. At the Manchester Assizes, Timothy Faherty has been In- dicted for the wilful murder of Mary Uanmer, at Droylsden, near Ashton-under-Lyne, on the 25th day of December, 1867. It appeared in evidence that the prisoner and the deceased woman were both natives or Ireland, and that they had been friends a considerable time. They had both lodged in the house of a Mrs. Broadrick at Droylsden, but the prisoner, after a stay there of four months, left a few weeks before Christmas-day, and went to live at a short distance. He, however, con- tinued to visit the Broadricks, and Mary Hanmer (the deceased). To the latter he endeavoured to pay court, but she was disinclined to receive his addresses, and he repeatedly said to his friends that he felt degraded in coming down so low as to ask one who, atter having promised, denied him." On Christmas-eve the pri- soner came to Mrs. Broadricks, where he saw her, her daughter Bridget, and Mary Hanmer. He asked the latter to go on the following day to Gorton-brook Monastery to chapel. She declined unless Mrs. Broadrick was going. He said I would bring ye home." She answered, I'd well be coming home with a young man at four o'clock in the morning," and refused. The prisoner then took his leave. He came again the following day (Christmas- day), about three o'clock, when he found Mary Hanmer and Bridget at home. He told the former that he was going to Ireland, and asked if she had any commands. Mary replied she had sent hers to her mother, but he might bring her respects to the green fields and the shamrock of Ireland." Bridget Broadrick, wearied with being up the whole of the night before-, attending the midnight mass, went up to bed. She heard while upstairs the voice of Mary Hanmer, whom she had left in the back kitchen, exclaim, Get out with you, what do you come after me for ?" This was to the prisoner, whom Bridget had left in the front kitchen. After this she undressed, got into bed, and fell asleep. She could not say how long she had been so,when she heard, through her sleep," a noise which awoke her. She listened, when sounds of a scuffle came and cries of Oh, don't, Tim oh, don't, Tim." Presently footsteps came up the stairs to her door. A voice moaned out Bridget The door opened and Mary Hanmer, with her hair down and blood stream- ing from her head, staggered into the room saying, I'm killed The prisoner followed directly with a poker in his hand, and crying, I'll kill you, I'll kill you struck her with it on the head, felling her to the ground but he inflicted four or five more wounds on the head and neck. The witness, terrified, made for the door. As she passed the prisoner clutched at the hair of her head, but she broke from him, and threw herself down the stairs into the arms of a neigh- bour named Thomas Brown, who arrived, summoned by the cries of Murder On entering the room he found the prisoner nursing on ^his knee the dying woman, calling her My girl," My Mary," "I've killed her, Brown; she was my girl, I loved her and I'll die for her; then, addressing the woman, Didn't I tell you, Mary ? She never spoke afterwards, and died within half an hour. Mr. J ones, for the prisoner, made a strong appeal to the jury, basing his argument upon the absence of all evidence. of what had taken place between the two after Bridget had gone upstairs, arid suggested the probability of a sudden quarrel which infuriated the prisoner, and suggested a verdict of manslaughter. The learned Judge summed up, explaining the law to the jury, and pointed out the absence of the slightest provocation to reduce the crime from one of murder. The jury returned a verdict of Guilty. The learned Judge addressed the prisoner in feeling and appropriate terms, and pronounced upon him the awful sentence of death with the usual form.

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