31/07/2008

Poisoned Mutton and Squealing Pigs

I found these two fascinating articles in "Late Extra! Hackney in the News" by David Mander. The book is a collection of articles and photographs taken from over 200 years, and provides an absorbing insight into the history of Hackney and its people, from the pages of the local newspapers.

London Magazine, 17 May 1787

A remarkable instance of the hand of Providential justice was exhibited last Monday at Hoxton. On the Saturday previous to that day, a man took the diabolical resolution of destroying his wife and children; to pepetrate which, he bought a leg of mutton, and rubbed it over with a considerable quantity of arsenic; so done, he took it home, and told his wife to dress the mutton on Sunday, and as he did not expect to be at home, he desired that she and the children might eat it, without waiting for him. On Sunday the mutton was dressed, but he was not coming home, his wife, not wishing to eat it without his being at dinner, made some yeast dumplings for herself and children, and left the mutton uneaten. He did not return that evening, and still the leg of mutton remained whole; but on Monday he came home and brought with him a few flat fish ( as supposed to save the appearance of guilt, expecting his family to have been poisoned). On seeing his wife, he, somewhat agitated, asked her, if she and the children were in health, and being answered that they were well, he asked whether they had eaten the mutton? The wife told him it had been dressed, but he not coming home they had made their dinner on dumplings and the mutton they had not touched. At that answer he appeared much vexed and surlily ordered his wife to dress him some of the flat fish. She immediately dressed him three, and he sat down and eat [sic] them. Directly afterwards, in great confusion, he asked his wife in what she had fried the fish, and on being told the dripping from the mutton which had been dressed on Sunday, he exclaimed 'Then I am a dead man.' He then made a full confession of his wicked intention, and in two hours afterwards, expired in great agonies.

c. 1788

An uncommon method of inhuman sport and which is to be celebrated weekly during the winter, was exhibited on Wednesday afternoon near the Shoulder of Mutton and Cat. In Sun Tavern Fields, viz a pig clean shaved, and soaped upon the tail, was turned out to be caught by any person, who holding it by the tail and throwing it over his head, was entitled to a gold laced hat, which was elevated upon a pole. Many attempts were made, but none of them effectual within the time of running, owing to the competitors pulling each other down etc. However the shrieking of the animal, and the halooning of the company, caused much diversion, to the disgrace of the brutes concerned.



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