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1921 - Police Report in the murder-suicide of Philippine Ebbermann and Samuel Peter Hughes

Source: New Orleans Item, 15 April 1921

WIFE IS SLAIN
AS SHE PRAYS
FOR HER LIFE

Samuel Hughes Then Kills
Self in Home Being
Broken Up

JEALOUSY OF PRETTY

WIFE IS HELD CAUSE

Two Children Wait at
Grandma's for Mama to
Come Home

Samuel Hughes, 32, 708 Bartholomew street, killed his 26-year-old wife Friday morning as she prayed for her life. Hughes shot the entreating girl in the back of the neck and then turned the revolver on himself. He fired a bullet into his left breast and another into his mouth. Death came to him instantly. The tragedy occurred in a house at 708 Bartholomew street, which the couple had occupied until a month ago.
There were no witnesses to the murder and suicide, although Thomas E. Hughes, 19, 941 Elmira street, brother of the dead man, was in the rear of the house, and neighbors reported they had heard sounds of quarreling in the Hughes residence. They said they heard Mrs. Hughes say: "My God, Sam, don't do it; don't do it."

Three Shots Heard

Then they heard the shots, three of them in rapid succession.
Mr. and Mrs. Hughes had been married eight years. There are two children, Harold, six years old, and Hazel, four years old. The children and Mrs. Hughes' mother, Mrs. Margaret Ebbermann, widow of Jacob Ebbermann, 1231 Bartholomew street, since their parents had been separated a month ago.
Jealousy is ascribed as the reason for the double shooting. Hughes is said to have accused his wife of receiving the attentions of other men. It was these accusations that brought on the quarrel which led to the separation of the couple a month ago, according to the neighbors and police who investigated. The police learned that the marital troubles of the Hughes' were pending in the courts at the time Hughes determined to avenge his wrongs, fancied or otherwise, with a revolver.

Shot as She Knelt

Neighbors who heard the shots summoned the police. Motorcycle Policeman Leonard Kline was the first officer to arrive. He found Hughes dead and Mrs. Hughes dying in a rear room of the little dwelling. The policeman said Mrs. Hughes was unconscious when he arrived but that her pulse still beat. By the time medical aid arrived, she too, was dead.
Her position when the officer arrived bore out the report of neighbors, who had heard loud voices in the house, that she had been begging and praying for her life. She was in a kneeling posture on the floor. Her husband had been seated in a rocking chair when he fired the shots that made orphans of two innocent children.
The couple had met by appointment


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WIFE SLAIN PRAYING

HUSBAND KILLS SELF

at their former home, which Hughes still occupied, to pack their furniture and put it in storage. Thomas Hughes, the brother met them there to help in the packing. He said his brother and sister-in-law went in by the front door as he went to the rear of the house to the alley to obtain a wheelbarrow for use in the necessary work of packing and storing. He said he had not been in the alley more than two minutes, that he then walked around to the front door and was met by a neighbor who said there had been shooting in the house. Together young Hughes and several neighbors rushed into the house and there came upon the tragedy.
Police headquarters at first obtaining only a meagre report of the double shooting, rushed all available men to Bartholomew street, Superintendent Molony, Captain Ray, and detectives hurried to the scene. Two ambulances were summoned. They were not needed. The police instead notified the coroner.
Mrs. Ebberman, Mrs. Hughes' mother, was one of the first on the scene. She became hysterical at the sight that greeted her. When she finally was able to talk after the severe shock she said she had warned her daughter not to meet Hughes. "I told her," She said, "to beware of that man. I felt that he intended to do ehr some bodily harm. But she did not listen to me."
Hughes was the son of Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Hughes of 941 Elmira street. His mother was summoned by the family physician. She was told her son had met with an accident. She did not know he was dead when she arrived at the Bartholomew street house. But she saw many policemen and a crowd that had gathered. Then she began to sob. Neighbors and police did not want to shock her with the news, but Mrs. Ebberman told her.
"They're both lying dead in there now," she said. "Your son and my daughter."

Had Violent Quarrels.

The dead man had been employed until about a month ago as a boilermaker's helper at the United States Naval station. He, with some others, was placed on furlough, and neighbors said he had not worked recently, they believed.
It was reported to the police that the Hughes' had once before been separated, but had become reconciled and lived together again at the Bartholomew street address until the quarrel three weeks ago. The neighbors said quarreling between the couple had been frequent and violent. They said for that reason they did not pay much attention to Friday morning's verbal outbreak which preceded the shooting.
Mrs. Hughes was an exceedingly pretty young woman. Her mother said she was devoted to the two children. Hughes had placed the blame for their quarrels upon his wife's good looks, charging that she had not refused the advances of other men.
The two little children, Harold and Hazel, have not been told of the grim tragedy that has come into their infant lives. Hours after their parents were dead, they still played happily at the Ebberman home, but said they wished "mamma would hurry home."

Haled Into Juvenile Court

Both Mr. and Mrs. Hughes were before Judge Wilson in Juvenile Court Thursday. Mrs. Hughes complained that her husband had not paid $10 weekly for the support of the children as he had been ordered. A capias was being made out for his arrest when Hughes walked in and explained he had heard he was wanted. Mrs. Hughes had said her husband was going to leave town and she was afraid she would not get the money for the children. It had been ordered paid beginning March 31, but Hughes had paid nothing.
Hughes told Judge Wilson he had no intention of leaving the city, but said he was out of work, having been furloughed at the Naval Station. He said he had no intention of disobeying the court's order to pay the money for his children and would pay the first installment of $10 Friday.
Judge Wilson discharged Hughes upon his own representations which Judge Wilson said impressed him as being the attitude of an honest man.

Hughes Mother
Tells of Domestic
Strife Prevailing

"Don't talk mamma," said Thomas C. Hughes, 19-year-old brother of Sam Hughes, who shot his wife amnd then himself Friday morning. "Mamma," who is Mrs. Samuel Hughes Sr., said, "all right sonnie."
But just then she happened to look at a picture in the second room of her home, 941 Elmira street.
Vaguely, as though groping for words, she murmured.
"Sam gave me this picture yesterday - and -"
"Don't mamma," interrupted Thomas, "you'll make yourself worse."
"That's all right, but let me tell about it all."
She stopped and looked at the picture and then:
"He came to the house often, but he didn't speak much about his family affairs. He was that kind of man that liked to keep his family troubles to himself.
"All I know is that she is suing him in court for non-support, and that they've separated. And I know that she and her family never treated me right."
Mrs. Hughes took a deep breath and went on:
"Yes," she said, "his wife never treated me right. When the first child of my son was born they wouldn't let me see her. They refused to let me get in the house. They shut the door in my face.
"And I haven't seen the children often since then. About once in two years or so. You know they've been living at the home of the mother of my son's wife (Mrs. Marguerite Ebbermann, 1201 Bartholomew street).
Again Son Thomas interposed:
"Now stop, mamma; what's the use! don't, because you'll make yourself worse."
So she stopped. But her eyes, happening to glance at the picture her son had given her the day before his death, she attempted to begin again, and, finally, Son Thomas led her into another backroom and put the picture away.