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Horrible Confession !! A Full, True, and Particular Account of the LAST SPEECH, CONFESSION, and DYING DE- CLARATION of JOHN MURDOCK , (one of the Emigrants who lately left this country for Ameri- ca) who was Executed at Brockville, in Upper Canada, on Monday the 3d September last, for the Horrible, Barbarous, and Inhuman Murder of his own Brother, by knooking him on the head with a large Axe, and afterwards Burying him Alive, while Cutting Timber in the Woods together. ON Monday the 3d September 1821, JOHN MURDOCK was executed at Brockville, in Upper Canada, for the inhuman murder of his brother James, to get possession of his property. On the morning of his execution, he gave a circumstantial account of his guilt, by the following horrible confession :? " In order that the public mind may be fully at rest, that I am perfectly satisfied that justice has taken place in every respect, and that I am deserving of the death I am about to suffer. I am in- deed an awful instance, " that verily there is a God that judgeth in the earth!" I hereby declare to my friend the Rev. William Smart, and in presence of Almighty God, the searcher of all hearts, and before whose dread tribunal I am just about to appear, that the fol- lowing are the facts and circumstances connected with the atrocious deed, for which I nave forfeited my life. On the morning of the 15th March, my brother James came to my house, and asked me if I would go to work with him at the staves, I told him I would, and accordingly set out. We had not, however, been long at work before we begun to quarrel on the sub- ject of our affairs, when I again thought (as I often had before) that if I had an opportunity I would take his life ! We had not saw- ed more than half an hour when he proposed to split and bolt. He put his axe into the end of the log; it was tight in, and he asked me to put in mine to ease it, which I did. When he had put in his axe again, and while he was stooping, the thought struck me, now is the time. I instantly struck him with the head of the axe, and brought him to the ground, I repeated the blow in the same place, but do ot remember how often. It was however a great many times, it was sufficient to have killed an ox. I never struck him on the breast or back. I now proceeded to select a place to bury him, which I did in a level place, in a kind of swamp, a few roods from where we had been working. I made a small path with my feet close together, so that I raised the snow on both sides. Having dug the hole and put allthings in readiness, I took up the body of my brother, while yet alive, and squeezed him into the hole, and bu- ried him. Having put back the dirt, I found so far from being a knoll, that it was hollow. So I went and gathered up some chips to raise it. I then carefully covered the hole with snow, and filled up the narrow path with the banks of snow made by the scraping of my feet. I now cosidered it necessay to do something with the blood, of which there was a great quantity. I therefore dug a hole, scraped it together, and put it in with my hands, put back the dirt and carefully covered it with snow. I then washed my hands, and shirt in the snow, they being very bloody. I hid the axe and came home, much agitated ; but I went to prayer and felt better. My alarms and fear soon returned ; I went to prayer again, and felt better. I always felt better if I could retire and pray. When I came home I said it was so bad a day it was thought best not to work, and that my brother had gone to William's for whisky. I told different stories of his going to Ireland, &c. I also thought of various ways of escape, by going to Ireland n.yself, &c. and sometimes I thought it would not be discovered, and, God forgive me, I thought of making away with the woman, the wife of my brother. The plan was, by previously digging a pit or grave in the wilderness, and when she should go out of her own accord, to look for her husband, then to dispatch her at once and bury her. But God in mercy prevented this, and I hope she will forgive me, and that God will bless her in time and eternity, and also forgive me. I forgive all my enemies, and may God forgive them. I wish forgiveness of them, and I wish forgiveness of God. I wish to die in peace with all man kind, and I hope that all good people will pray for me. I pray that God may keep them from evil, from bad company, covetousness and evil habits ; that they may govern their passions and tempers ; and keep themselves in fear of God. I am resigned to die, and feel strength and composure. I do not feel the least afraid, but much happier than before my trial, I commend my soul to the mercy of God through Jesus Christ, and my wife and child to the blessing of God. Witness my hand." his JOHN X MURDOCK. Criminal Cell; Brockville Jail September 3, 1821."
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1821 shelfmark: L.C.Fol.74(078)
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