Holmes' Own Story: In Which the Alleged Multi-murderer and Arch Conspirator Tells of the Twenty-two Tragic Deaths and Disappearances in Which He Is Said to Be Implicated, With Moyamensing Prison Diary AppendixMudgett, Herman W.
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Holmes' Own Story: In Which the Alleged Multi-murderer and Arch Conspirator Tells of the Twenty-two Tragic Deaths and Disappearances in Which He Is Said to Be Implicated, With Moyamensing Prison Diary Appendix
Mudgett, Herman W.
Mudgett, Herman W., 1861-1896; Serial murderers -- Illinois -- Chicago -- Biography
“My earliest remembrance is of a poor home in the South. My father
was a drunkard and my poor mother was not strong. One terrible day
my father was brought to us dead, and very soon after this mother’s
strength seemed to leave her utterly, and she soon followed him,
leaving me, a tiny child, together with a still younger sister and
a baby brother, to the tender mercies of the world. An aunt in
Mississippi took my sister to live with her, and another relative cared
for brother, and an uncle, a physician, adopted me.
“During the short time he lived he was a loving and tender father to
me, and at his death willed to me all of his possessions. A guardian
was appointed to care for me, but I was not again happy until years
later, when Mr. Massie was appointed to take his place, and since then
I have looked upon him and his wife as my parents.
“When I was 17 years old I was sent to Boston to finish my education
at the Conservatory of Music. At first, after leaving my warm Southern
home, I nearly died from homesickness, and you will not wonder that
having met at some place of entertainment in Boston a young gentleman,
and having found that he was an honest clerk, occupying a position
where he could hope for advancement, I allowed him to address me, and
later became engaged to him.
“Soon after the engagement he introduced me to a gentleman who is
prominently known throughout the New England States. He is much older
than myself.
“From the first time I met him he seemed to exert a powerful influence
over me. I loved his wife, and my visits to her made a pleasant break
in the tedium of my school work, but as soon as he came home, or I
was in his company, I was ill at ease, my mind being filled with an
indefinable presentiment of evil. I avoided meeting him alone upon
all occasions when it was possible for me to do so, but he would
often insist upon accompanying me to my home, and this, owing to their
continued courtesies to me, I could not well refuse. All too soon there
came a day when I could no longer look into the eyes of either my lover
or of those of my betrayer, and for more than a year thereafter I was
wholly under the influence of my seducer; so much so, that any and all
good resolutions I would make during his absence would vanish upon
meeting him again, and my life became one of mental torture to me, for
by nature I was a pure-minded girl.
“Our meetings for the most part took place at a hotel near his place of
business, a portion of which was available for meetings of this kind,
so long as the parties were known to the manager.
“During the year I broke my engagement with my lover, and by so doing
apparently deserved his reproaches for heartlessness, although if he
could have known it my motive was of an entirely different nature. As
though my burden had not at this time been sufficiently heavy for me to
bear, about the end of this year I became aware that another and still
more terrible calamity was in store for me.
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