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
Fearing that such a contingency might arise, I formulated a plan while
on the smoking car of transferring the body from the Chicago trunk to
another, which I should purchase.
After locking my room carefully, I started out to look for a suitable
trunk, but stopped long enough to tell the clerk that my baggage would
be on hand in the course of an hour or so. It was growing toward
evening, and I had but little time to spare.
After looking about for a short while, I soon got a used trunk that
suited my purpose quite well. I ordered the lock to be changed on it,
and while this was being done I made several trips to a couple of
plumbing shops and bought a considerable quantity of old lead pipe. I
had this cut up into suitable lengths, and made into packages. I made
several trips to the trunk store, and each time I placed a package of
the heavy material in the new trunk, after which I had it sent to my
room at the hotel. This was done to make it appear that it was filled
with my effects.
The day had been warm, and the night also promised to be sultry. No
time was to be lost in getting things in order and to guard against
surprises.
During my several trips to the trunk store I noticed the man I first
saw at the Grand Rapids Station was looking after me, and I was placed
on my guard.
As I said, the night was going to be warm; I knew that it would be but
a short time until all the floor I occupied would be permeated with the
odor from my friend in the trunk.
I went out again and secured a water-proof hunting bag, and carried a
considerable amount of ice to the room, which I placed in the bath tub.
I then took the lead pipe from my new trunk and laid it beside the
first one in the adjoining room.
While doing this work the atmosphere became so stifling that I had to
hoist the window. This window opened out on the roof of a porch, and by
the time that was done it had grown quite dark.
I decided to defer further work until after I had eaten.
As I entered the dining room I could see the eye of that mysterious
stranger watching me in the reflection of the mirror from the bar.
I was somewhat troubled at this, and I did not enjoy my dinner very
well.
After my repast, I lounged out to the office and then went to my room.
I went to the bath room first, drained the water from the ice, and
prepared a place for the dead man to lie in. When this was done to my
satisfaction, I went to the trunk my supposed friend was to occupy and
opened it. The usual balancing and cording precautions which I had
taken were all right, but the face that met my gaze was drawn, colored
and hideous, yet it somewhat resembled the outlines of my own when I
first secured the body.
The sight was disgusting, yet when I looked upon it, and realized that
at least $20,000 would come to me after a little further trouble, I
gazed on it as a very good investment which was about to mature.
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