Dau of Mrs. Amelia Griffith , and sister of Dr Edgar M Griffith, her husband Harry Jay Hanchette b. 1854 Indiana, d. maybe in Chicago 1891. They m. in Marion Co Ca on March 25 1876, her mother Amelia was b 1832 Ohio, living in San Francisco in 1880 with her son Edgar, Emma and Harry were living next door on
824 Lombard St. Harry work as a Prop for a stationary store, they had two sons then Rix and Earl Hanchette
Mrs. H J. Hanchette Dead.
Mrs. Emma A. Hanchette, a school teacher of Los Angeles, died at the Lane Hospital yesterday afternoon from the result of a surgical operation. The death of Mrs. Hanchette recalls the mysterious disappearance of her husband, Harry Jay Hanchette, about ten years ago, since which time he has never been heard from. At the time of his dlsappearanoe he left this city to go to Los Angeles, where everything was then booming. From that day to the present he has never been seen by any one who knew him.
From, Los Angeles Herald, June 15 1899
A CURSEDLY CRUEL CRIME The Tragedy of a Vain Young Fool's Fancy MURDERS HIS YOUNG BABE'S MOTHER Earl Hanchette Blasphemes the Name of Love and From Foul SeHishness Tries to Wipe Out a Family That Never Should Have Been
Earl M. Hanchette, a young married man, shot his 18-year-old wife, Georgia, to death at 7:30 yesterday morning In their bed.oom at the Columbia lodging house, 612 South Broadway, while she lay asleep, and then tired a bullet Into his own abdomen. He now lies at the Hospital of the Good Samaritan In a desperate condition. The tragic ending of the couple's life's dream is in a great measure due to a hasty marriage between a delicate girl unsulted to early matrimony and an Improvident and selfish husband who could not earn enough money to support her decently, although he found means to raise. It criminally to Indulge himself. As Hanchette was unable to properly care for his wife and their offspring, his mother-in-law, Mrs. 8, M. Elliott of 1055 Pennsylvania avenue. Denver, was taking steps to have her daughter and grandchild Join her. The dreaded separation from his wife and the conviction that his petty forgeries to secure spending money were about to be exposed, combined yesterday morning to lead him on to the murderous act, which cut off a poor young woman's life thread and branded him as an assassin and a would-be suicide. Every circumstance Indicates that Hanchette had contemplated the crime some time before he committed It. He hail told his wife and others that he was going to Santa Barbara yesterday mornln; to accept a position as bookkeeper in that city. No such place had been offered him here, and had no intention of going there. This story was concected then to full any suspicion which his guilty mind, with Its fell purpose fully resolved upon, Imagined might be suggested to others by his conduct, notwithstanding the skill with which he had managed to conceal his plans. THE CRY OF ANGUISH . Two pistol shots fired In close succession from the room occupied by the Hanchettes caused Mrs. J H. Moyer, who slent In an adjoining apartment, to hurry thithe. Before "he second report she heard Mrs. Hanchette cry out twice: "Mrs. Moyer, oh. Mrs. Moyer," in accents of anguish and pain. As the second shot sounded she opened the door an dopenlng it, asked Hanchette what he had done. He admitted having shot hlifiself atid thai he had also killed his wife, because he could not live without her, and he immediately added that he must have been craiy. Mrs. Moyer extinguished the smouldering in Hanchette's nightshirt, which had become ignited from the powder of the shot he had fired Into his body, and then ran to the aid of Mrs. Hanchette. There were one or two spasmodic gasps from her breast and the victim of the man who owed her protection and care was lifeless and forever Immune from pain and trouble. Her eyes were closed and she lay with one arm thrown over the spread, as If Immersed In peaceful sleep. The bullet which had killed her had been fired Into her back, but pierced the heart and ploughed a Jagged, Irregular, gaping wound in her breast. A strong odor of chloroform permeated the room. Whether in a spirit of mercy or to make assurance doubly sure, Hanchette had placed his wife under the influence of an anaesthetic before he killed her. THE MURDERER'S WOUNDS As soon as possible the murderer was removed to the receiving hospital, where Dr. C. G. Stivers, who had given him the first emergency services, accompanied him, but after a few minutes stay he was conveyed in an ambulance to the Good Samaritan hospital. During the time that he remained at the receiving hospital Hanchette was submitted to an Interrogatory, which was taken down by H. G. Johnson, stenographer to the chief of police. The wretched youth confessed the shooting and said that he did It because his wife was going east and he did not want her to leave him. He also told the police that he had forged a number of checks for small amounts and had obtained money under false pretenses. The operation on the injured man, performed by Drs. Stivers, Hagan and TT.tt, at the Good Samaritan hospital, lasted nearly two hours. The surgeons found that the bullet, which was of 38-caliber, perforated the walls of the abdomen and that considerable internal hemorrhage had resulted. The Intestines, however, had not beer, perforated. The patient stood the operation fairly well, but the doctors regard his recovery as doubtful. Death will most likely come from the shock If at all. At 8 oclock last night the hospital authorities said that Hanchette .while weak from the operation, was resting easlly and holding his own. The body of Mrs. Hanchette was taken to the undertaking establishment of Bresee Bros., where It will remain until after the coroner's Inquest to be held there this morning. The motherless babe was temporarily taken In charge by Mrs. Moyer, who had nursed the mother during the confinement and afterward until this awful tragedy took place. A SELFISH LOVE Earl M. Hanchette became acquainted with Georgie Elliott last summer. She was then living with her mother and sisters at te Glengarry, a Sixth street boarding house. Georgie was captivated by young Hanchette, who was a dudlsh masher, and he succeeded In seducing her. In the latter part of August of last year the couple, however, eloped to San Francisco, and he there married her. They were practically penniless, and soon returned to Los Angeles, where Mrs. Elliott had them on her hands at her residence, 1822 Bonsall avenue, until she left for Denver. The young man was always wayward, and grief over his ways of living may have hastened the death of his mother, Mrs. Emma J. Hanchette. for many years a highly respected public school principal In this city, whose demise occurred only a few months ago. He sought no employment Remittances from his grandmother in San Francisco to himself and from his mother-in-law to his wife were wasted upon himself. If he had loved his victim, It was a selfish love, because he neglected her when she had the greatest right to his care and consideration, and expressed dislike for his. own child. He made no serious effort to secure employment, which would have placed his little family and himself above the harrasslng cares of want, but was willing to act as a solicitor and bill collector for a Broadway poultry store, where his remuneration was Insufficient to pay for the common necessaries of life for himself, lei. alone for three. He had lately increased his spending money by small forgeries, holding out bills- collected for Poultryman Hansen, and by getting small sums under false representations. His conduct, It Is needless to say, had cooled his wifes love for him to a considerable degree, and she was only too willing to exchange penury and negtect for the comfort and kind care of her mother's home. When Mrs. Elliott wrote that she would send Georgle a ticket to come home, and that Earl must stay here until she had secured him a position at Denver, they both knew that It meant a permanent separation—hailed as a relief by her, but so disliked by him that he chose death for both in preference to the parting as the wife and her mother contemplated it. HIS FATHER'S DISAPPEARANCE yesterday's murder will recall the strange disappearance, never accounted for, of the Bulclde's father, H. Jay Hanchette. The senior Hanchette was commercial editor of the Alta California, of San Francisco, and was offered the position of city editor of the Los Angeles Herald by Its proprietors In 1887. Mr. Hanchette remained with the paper several years, but resigned to become the secretary of the chamber of commerce. As such he went t Chicago in 1891 to supervise the exhibit from this city at the orange carnival. When he had completed the business that had called him to Chicago he ostensibly made all preparations for his return here, and then dropped out of sight as if swallowed by the earth, and no trace has ever been discovered of him since. There was a man named Bob Farrell, who had formerly been connected with Journalism, a traveler all over the United States, and who committed suicide in Oregon two years ago. Farrell's repeated tales that he had met Hanchette in out-of-the-way places occasionally revived the sensation of his disappearance, but it was invariably demonstrated that Farrell was not telling the truth. Two theories concernlng the fate of Hanchette have had, fend still have, adherents. The flirst is that he was murdered In Chicago for the purpose of robbery and his body sunk in the lake; the second, that the missing man carefully disguised himself, and, having dropped his Identity and destroyed all traces by which he might be followed up, went to South America, foot loose and free, to recommence existence again under an assumed name. This theory Is not an improbable one, as Hanchette's day dreams Invariably took that form, and he would harp upon that sole subject with his intimates at any time. When Mr. Hanchette came to Los Angeles his wife and their two sons, Rex and Earl, soon followed. Mr. Hanchette had no difficulty in securing a position from the city board of education as a teacher, and later as a principal ,and death removed her only a few months ago. Of the younger Hanchetle's it can be said that the older ,Rex, always proved a reliable, steady young man esteemed by his employers, while the younger was always flighty, fond of good clothes and amusement, with a disinclination for work.
THE MOTHER'S ANGUISH Hanchette Had Threatened Her Daughter's Life Before
Denver, June 14.—(Special to The Herald.) "Shot her, did you say? Shot her? Oh! I have just got the news that he has killed her, my poor girl, but I did not know how. Oh! the wretch, the fiend!" Such was the grief-ifrensled outburst with which Mrs. S. M. Elliott, who Moves here with he son-in-law, Byron E. Shear, received the Information concerning the manner of her daughter's death. "I expected trouble, I knew there would be trouble," she went on, half, hysterically, "but I did not expect anything like this. She met this young man, Hanchette, while we were on a visit in Los Angeles, a little more than a year ago," the stricken mother managed to say after a time. "He and my daughter grew fond of each other and nothing would do but they must be married; but, oh! it was an unhappy marriage, unhappy almost from the first. "He was always jealous of everything his wife did. When I was out there In February I heard sobbing one day in her room, which was next to mine. I went in and found her In deep distress. She was weeping wildly. " 'Oh! he will kill me!' my child cried. 'He has just threatened to do It. He drew a big knife and swore he would.' " Mrs. Elliott said she hoped to be able to start for Los Angeles tonight. There are two other daughters in her family besides Mr. Shear. One of them Is Mrs. Meredith of Des Moines, lowa, the other Is Miss Ruth Elliott, who Is going to school in Massachusetts
Removed from Odd Fellows Cemetery S F during the 1930's
824 Lombard St. Harry work as a Prop for a stationary store, they had two sons then Rix and Earl Hanchette
Mrs. H J. Hanchette Dead.
Mrs. Emma A. Hanchette, a school teacher of Los Angeles, died at the Lane Hospital yesterday afternoon from the result of a surgical operation. The death of Mrs. Hanchette recalls the mysterious disappearance of her husband, Harry Jay Hanchette, about ten years ago, since which time he has never been heard from. At the time of his dlsappearanoe he left this city to go to Los Angeles, where everything was then booming. From that day to the present he has never been seen by any one who knew him.
From, Los Angeles Herald, June 15 1899
A CURSEDLY CRUEL CRIME The Tragedy of a Vain Young Fool's Fancy MURDERS HIS YOUNG BABE'S MOTHER Earl Hanchette Blasphemes the Name of Love and From Foul SeHishness Tries to Wipe Out a Family That Never Should Have Been
Earl M. Hanchette, a young married man, shot his 18-year-old wife, Georgia, to death at 7:30 yesterday morning In their bed.oom at the Columbia lodging house, 612 South Broadway, while she lay asleep, and then tired a bullet Into his own abdomen. He now lies at the Hospital of the Good Samaritan In a desperate condition. The tragic ending of the couple's life's dream is in a great measure due to a hasty marriage between a delicate girl unsulted to early matrimony and an Improvident and selfish husband who could not earn enough money to support her decently, although he found means to raise. It criminally to Indulge himself. As Hanchette was unable to properly care for his wife and their offspring, his mother-in-law, Mrs. 8, M. Elliott of 1055 Pennsylvania avenue. Denver, was taking steps to have her daughter and grandchild Join her. The dreaded separation from his wife and the conviction that his petty forgeries to secure spending money were about to be exposed, combined yesterday morning to lead him on to the murderous act, which cut off a poor young woman's life thread and branded him as an assassin and a would-be suicide. Every circumstance Indicates that Hanchette had contemplated the crime some time before he committed It. He hail told his wife and others that he was going to Santa Barbara yesterday mornln; to accept a position as bookkeeper in that city. No such place had been offered him here, and had no intention of going there. This story was concected then to full any suspicion which his guilty mind, with Its fell purpose fully resolved upon, Imagined might be suggested to others by his conduct, notwithstanding the skill with which he had managed to conceal his plans. THE CRY OF ANGUISH . Two pistol shots fired In close succession from the room occupied by the Hanchettes caused Mrs. J H. Moyer, who slent In an adjoining apartment, to hurry thithe. Before "he second report she heard Mrs. Hanchette cry out twice: "Mrs. Moyer, oh. Mrs. Moyer," in accents of anguish and pain. As the second shot sounded she opened the door an dopenlng it, asked Hanchette what he had done. He admitted having shot hlifiself atid thai he had also killed his wife, because he could not live without her, and he immediately added that he must have been craiy. Mrs. Moyer extinguished the smouldering in Hanchette's nightshirt, which had become ignited from the powder of the shot he had fired Into his body, and then ran to the aid of Mrs. Hanchette. There were one or two spasmodic gasps from her breast and the victim of the man who owed her protection and care was lifeless and forever Immune from pain and trouble. Her eyes were closed and she lay with one arm thrown over the spread, as If Immersed In peaceful sleep. The bullet which had killed her had been fired Into her back, but pierced the heart and ploughed a Jagged, Irregular, gaping wound in her breast. A strong odor of chloroform permeated the room. Whether in a spirit of mercy or to make assurance doubly sure, Hanchette had placed his wife under the influence of an anaesthetic before he killed her. THE MURDERER'S WOUNDS As soon as possible the murderer was removed to the receiving hospital, where Dr. C. G. Stivers, who had given him the first emergency services, accompanied him, but after a few minutes stay he was conveyed in an ambulance to the Good Samaritan hospital. During the time that he remained at the receiving hospital Hanchette was submitted to an Interrogatory, which was taken down by H. G. Johnson, stenographer to the chief of police. The wretched youth confessed the shooting and said that he did It because his wife was going east and he did not want her to leave him. He also told the police that he had forged a number of checks for small amounts and had obtained money under false pretenses. The operation on the injured man, performed by Drs. Stivers, Hagan and TT.tt, at the Good Samaritan hospital, lasted nearly two hours. The surgeons found that the bullet, which was of 38-caliber, perforated the walls of the abdomen and that considerable internal hemorrhage had resulted. The Intestines, however, had not beer, perforated. The patient stood the operation fairly well, but the doctors regard his recovery as doubtful. Death will most likely come from the shock If at all. At 8 oclock last night the hospital authorities said that Hanchette .while weak from the operation, was resting easlly and holding his own. The body of Mrs. Hanchette was taken to the undertaking establishment of Bresee Bros., where It will remain until after the coroner's Inquest to be held there this morning. The motherless babe was temporarily taken In charge by Mrs. Moyer, who had nursed the mother during the confinement and afterward until this awful tragedy took place. A SELFISH LOVE Earl M. Hanchette became acquainted with Georgie Elliott last summer. She was then living with her mother and sisters at te Glengarry, a Sixth street boarding house. Georgie was captivated by young Hanchette, who was a dudlsh masher, and he succeeded In seducing her. In the latter part of August of last year the couple, however, eloped to San Francisco, and he there married her. They were practically penniless, and soon returned to Los Angeles, where Mrs. Elliott had them on her hands at her residence, 1822 Bonsall avenue, until she left for Denver. The young man was always wayward, and grief over his ways of living may have hastened the death of his mother, Mrs. Emma J. Hanchette. for many years a highly respected public school principal In this city, whose demise occurred only a few months ago. He sought no employment Remittances from his grandmother in San Francisco to himself and from his mother-in-law to his wife were wasted upon himself. If he had loved his victim, It was a selfish love, because he neglected her when she had the greatest right to his care and consideration, and expressed dislike for his. own child. He made no serious effort to secure employment, which would have placed his little family and himself above the harrasslng cares of want, but was willing to act as a solicitor and bill collector for a Broadway poultry store, where his remuneration was Insufficient to pay for the common necessaries of life for himself, lei. alone for three. He had lately increased his spending money by small forgeries, holding out bills- collected for Poultryman Hansen, and by getting small sums under false representations. His conduct, It Is needless to say, had cooled his wifes love for him to a considerable degree, and she was only too willing to exchange penury and negtect for the comfort and kind care of her mother's home. When Mrs. Elliott wrote that she would send Georgle a ticket to come home, and that Earl must stay here until she had secured him a position at Denver, they both knew that It meant a permanent separation—hailed as a relief by her, but so disliked by him that he chose death for both in preference to the parting as the wife and her mother contemplated it. HIS FATHER'S DISAPPEARANCE yesterday's murder will recall the strange disappearance, never accounted for, of the Bulclde's father, H. Jay Hanchette. The senior Hanchette was commercial editor of the Alta California, of San Francisco, and was offered the position of city editor of the Los Angeles Herald by Its proprietors In 1887. Mr. Hanchette remained with the paper several years, but resigned to become the secretary of the chamber of commerce. As such he went t Chicago in 1891 to supervise the exhibit from this city at the orange carnival. When he had completed the business that had called him to Chicago he ostensibly made all preparations for his return here, and then dropped out of sight as if swallowed by the earth, and no trace has ever been discovered of him since. There was a man named Bob Farrell, who had formerly been connected with Journalism, a traveler all over the United States, and who committed suicide in Oregon two years ago. Farrell's repeated tales that he had met Hanchette in out-of-the-way places occasionally revived the sensation of his disappearance, but it was invariably demonstrated that Farrell was not telling the truth. Two theories concernlng the fate of Hanchette have had, fend still have, adherents. The flirst is that he was murdered In Chicago for the purpose of robbery and his body sunk in the lake; the second, that the missing man carefully disguised himself, and, having dropped his Identity and destroyed all traces by which he might be followed up, went to South America, foot loose and free, to recommence existence again under an assumed name. This theory Is not an improbable one, as Hanchette's day dreams Invariably took that form, and he would harp upon that sole subject with his intimates at any time. When Mr. Hanchette came to Los Angeles his wife and their two sons, Rex and Earl, soon followed. Mr. Hanchette had no difficulty in securing a position from the city board of education as a teacher, and later as a principal ,and death removed her only a few months ago. Of the younger Hanchetle's it can be said that the older ,Rex, always proved a reliable, steady young man esteemed by his employers, while the younger was always flighty, fond of good clothes and amusement, with a disinclination for work.
THE MOTHER'S ANGUISH Hanchette Had Threatened Her Daughter's Life Before
Denver, June 14.—(Special to The Herald.) "Shot her, did you say? Shot her? Oh! I have just got the news that he has killed her, my poor girl, but I did not know how. Oh! the wretch, the fiend!" Such was the grief-ifrensled outburst with which Mrs. S. M. Elliott, who Moves here with he son-in-law, Byron E. Shear, received the Information concerning the manner of her daughter's death. "I expected trouble, I knew there would be trouble," she went on, half, hysterically, "but I did not expect anything like this. She met this young man, Hanchette, while we were on a visit in Los Angeles, a little more than a year ago," the stricken mother managed to say after a time. "He and my daughter grew fond of each other and nothing would do but they must be married; but, oh! it was an unhappy marriage, unhappy almost from the first. "He was always jealous of everything his wife did. When I was out there In February I heard sobbing one day in her room, which was next to mine. I went in and found her In deep distress. She was weeping wildly. " 'Oh! he will kill me!' my child cried. 'He has just threatened to do It. He drew a big knife and swore he would.' " Mrs. Elliott said she hoped to be able to start for Los Angeles tonight. There are two other daughters in her family besides Mr. Shear. One of them Is Mrs. Meredith of Des Moines, lowa, the other Is Miss Ruth Elliott, who Is going to school in Massachusetts
Removed from Odd Fellows Cemetery S F during the 1930's
Dau of Mrs. Amelia Griffith , and sister of Dr Edgar M Griffith, her husband Harry Jay Hanchette b. 1854 Indiana, d. maybe in Chicago 1891. They m. in Marion Co Ca on March 25 1876, her mother Amelia was b 1832 Ohio, living in San Francisco in 1880 with her son Edgar, Emma and Harry were living next door on
824 Lombard St. Harry work as a Prop for a stationary store, they had two sons then Rix and Earl Hanchette
Mrs. H J. Hanchette Dead.
Mrs. Emma A. Hanchette, a school teacher of Los Angeles, died at the Lane Hospital yesterday afternoon from the result of a surgical operation. The death of Mrs. Hanchette recalls the mysterious disappearance of her husband, Harry Jay Hanchette, about ten years ago, since which time he has never been heard from. At the time of his dlsappearanoe he left this city to go to Los Angeles, where everything was then booming. From that day to the present he has never been seen by any one who knew him.
From, Los Angeles Herald, June 15 1899
A CURSEDLY CRUEL CRIME The Tragedy of a Vain Young Fool's Fancy MURDERS HIS YOUNG BABE'S MOTHER Earl Hanchette Blasphemes the Name of Love and From Foul SeHishness Tries to Wipe Out a Family That Never Should Have Been
Earl M. Hanchette, a young married man, shot his 18-year-old wife, Georgia, to death at 7:30 yesterday morning In their bed.oom at the Columbia lodging house, 612 South Broadway, while she lay asleep, and then tired a bullet Into his own abdomen. He now lies at the Hospital of the Good Samaritan In a desperate condition. The tragic ending of the couple's life's dream is in a great measure due to a hasty marriage between a delicate girl unsulted to early matrimony and an Improvident and selfish husband who could not earn enough money to support her decently, although he found means to raise. It criminally to Indulge himself. As Hanchette was unable to properly care for his wife and their offspring, his mother-in-law, Mrs. 8, M. Elliott of 1055 Pennsylvania avenue. Denver, was taking steps to have her daughter and grandchild Join her. The dreaded separation from his wife and the conviction that his petty forgeries to secure spending money were about to be exposed, combined yesterday morning to lead him on to the murderous act, which cut off a poor young woman's life thread and branded him as an assassin and a would-be suicide. Every circumstance Indicates that Hanchette had contemplated the crime some time before he committed It. He hail told his wife and others that he was going to Santa Barbara yesterday mornln; to accept a position as bookkeeper in that city. No such place had been offered him here, and had no intention of going there. This story was concected then to full any suspicion which his guilty mind, with Its fell purpose fully resolved upon, Imagined might be suggested to others by his conduct, notwithstanding the skill with which he had managed to conceal his plans. THE CRY OF ANGUISH . Two pistol shots fired In close succession from the room occupied by the Hanchettes caused Mrs. J H. Moyer, who slent In an adjoining apartment, to hurry thithe. Before "he second report she heard Mrs. Hanchette cry out twice: "Mrs. Moyer, oh. Mrs. Moyer," in accents of anguish and pain. As the second shot sounded she opened the door an dopenlng it, asked Hanchette what he had done. He admitted having shot hlifiself atid thai he had also killed his wife, because he could not live without her, and he immediately added that he must have been craiy. Mrs. Moyer extinguished the smouldering in Hanchette's nightshirt, which had become ignited from the powder of the shot he had fired Into his body, and then ran to the aid of Mrs. Hanchette. There were one or two spasmodic gasps from her breast and the victim of the man who owed her protection and care was lifeless and forever Immune from pain and trouble. Her eyes were closed and she lay with one arm thrown over the spread, as If Immersed In peaceful sleep. The bullet which had killed her had been fired Into her back, but pierced the heart and ploughed a Jagged, Irregular, gaping wound in her breast. A strong odor of chloroform permeated the room. Whether in a spirit of mercy or to make assurance doubly sure, Hanchette had placed his wife under the influence of an anaesthetic before he killed her. THE MURDERER'S WOUNDS As soon as possible the murderer was removed to the receiving hospital, where Dr. C. G. Stivers, who had given him the first emergency services, accompanied him, but after a few minutes stay he was conveyed in an ambulance to the Good Samaritan hospital. During the time that he remained at the receiving hospital Hanchette was submitted to an Interrogatory, which was taken down by H. G. Johnson, stenographer to the chief of police. The wretched youth confessed the shooting and said that he did It because his wife was going east and he did not want her to leave him. He also told the police that he had forged a number of checks for small amounts and had obtained money under false pretenses. The operation on the injured man, performed by Drs. Stivers, Hagan and TT.tt, at the Good Samaritan hospital, lasted nearly two hours. The surgeons found that the bullet, which was of 38-caliber, perforated the walls of the abdomen and that considerable internal hemorrhage had resulted. The Intestines, however, had not beer, perforated. The patient stood the operation fairly well, but the doctors regard his recovery as doubtful. Death will most likely come from the shock If at all. At 8 oclock last night the hospital authorities said that Hanchette .while weak from the operation, was resting easlly and holding his own. The body of Mrs. Hanchette was taken to the undertaking establishment of Bresee Bros., where It will remain until after the coroner's Inquest to be held there this morning. The motherless babe was temporarily taken In charge by Mrs. Moyer, who had nursed the mother during the confinement and afterward until this awful tragedy took place. A SELFISH LOVE Earl M. Hanchette became acquainted with Georgie Elliott last summer. She was then living with her mother and sisters at te Glengarry, a Sixth street boarding house. Georgie was captivated by young Hanchette, who was a dudlsh masher, and he succeeded In seducing her. In the latter part of August of last year the couple, however, eloped to San Francisco, and he there married her. They were practically penniless, and soon returned to Los Angeles, where Mrs. Elliott had them on her hands at her residence, 1822 Bonsall avenue, until she left for Denver. The young man was always wayward, and grief over his ways of living may have hastened the death of his mother, Mrs. Emma J. Hanchette. for many years a highly respected public school principal In this city, whose demise occurred only a few months ago. He sought no employment Remittances from his grandmother in San Francisco to himself and from his mother-in-law to his wife were wasted upon himself. If he had loved his victim, It was a selfish love, because he neglected her when she had the greatest right to his care and consideration, and expressed dislike for his. own child. He made no serious effort to secure employment, which would have placed his little family and himself above the harrasslng cares of want, but was willing to act as a solicitor and bill collector for a Broadway poultry store, where his remuneration was Insufficient to pay for the common necessaries of life for himself, lei. alone for three. He had lately increased his spending money by small forgeries, holding out bills- collected for Poultryman Hansen, and by getting small sums under false representations. His conduct, It Is needless to say, had cooled his wifes love for him to a considerable degree, and she was only too willing to exchange penury and negtect for the comfort and kind care of her mother's home. When Mrs. Elliott wrote that she would send Georgle a ticket to come home, and that Earl must stay here until she had secured him a position at Denver, they both knew that It meant a permanent separation—hailed as a relief by her, but so disliked by him that he chose death for both in preference to the parting as the wife and her mother contemplated it. HIS FATHER'S DISAPPEARANCE yesterday's murder will recall the strange disappearance, never accounted for, of the Bulclde's father, H. Jay Hanchette. The senior Hanchette was commercial editor of the Alta California, of San Francisco, and was offered the position of city editor of the Los Angeles Herald by Its proprietors In 1887. Mr. Hanchette remained with the paper several years, but resigned to become the secretary of the chamber of commerce. As such he went t Chicago in 1891 to supervise the exhibit from this city at the orange carnival. When he had completed the business that had called him to Chicago he ostensibly made all preparations for his return here, and then dropped out of sight as if swallowed by the earth, and no trace has ever been discovered of him since. There was a man named Bob Farrell, who had formerly been connected with Journalism, a traveler all over the United States, and who committed suicide in Oregon two years ago. Farrell's repeated tales that he had met Hanchette in out-of-the-way places occasionally revived the sensation of his disappearance, but it was invariably demonstrated that Farrell was not telling the truth. Two theories concernlng the fate of Hanchette have had, fend still have, adherents. The flirst is that he was murdered In Chicago for the purpose of robbery and his body sunk in the lake; the second, that the missing man carefully disguised himself, and, having dropped his Identity and destroyed all traces by which he might be followed up, went to South America, foot loose and free, to recommence existence again under an assumed name. This theory Is not an improbable one, as Hanchette's day dreams Invariably took that form, and he would harp upon that sole subject with his intimates at any time. When Mr. Hanchette came to Los Angeles his wife and their two sons, Rex and Earl, soon followed. Mr. Hanchette had no difficulty in securing a position from the city board of education as a teacher, and later as a principal ,and death removed her only a few months ago. Of the younger Hanchetle's it can be said that the older ,Rex, always proved a reliable, steady young man esteemed by his employers, while the younger was always flighty, fond of good clothes and amusement, with a disinclination for work.
THE MOTHER'S ANGUISH Hanchette Had Threatened Her Daughter's Life Before
Denver, June 14.—(Special to The Herald.) "Shot her, did you say? Shot her? Oh! I have just got the news that he has killed her, my poor girl, but I did not know how. Oh! the wretch, the fiend!" Such was the grief-ifrensled outburst with which Mrs. S. M. Elliott, who Moves here with he son-in-law, Byron E. Shear, received the Information concerning the manner of her daughter's death. "I expected trouble, I knew there would be trouble," she went on, half, hysterically, "but I did not expect anything like this. She met this young man, Hanchette, while we were on a visit in Los Angeles, a little more than a year ago," the stricken mother managed to say after a time. "He and my daughter grew fond of each other and nothing would do but they must be married; but, oh! it was an unhappy marriage, unhappy almost from the first. "He was always jealous of everything his wife did. When I was out there In February I heard sobbing one day in her room, which was next to mine. I went in and found her In deep distress. She was weeping wildly. " 'Oh! he will kill me!' my child cried. 'He has just threatened to do It. He drew a big knife and swore he would.' " Mrs. Elliott said she hoped to be able to start for Los Angeles tonight. There are two other daughters in her family besides Mr. Shear. One of them Is Mrs. Meredith of Des Moines, lowa, the other Is Miss Ruth Elliott, who Is going to school in Massachusetts
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824 Lombard St. Harry work as a Prop for a stationary store, they had two sons then Rix and Earl Hanchette
Mrs. H J. Hanchette Dead.
Mrs. Emma A. Hanchette, a school teacher of Los Angeles, died at the Lane Hospital yesterday afternoon from the result of a surgical operation. The death of Mrs. Hanchette recalls the mysterious disappearance of her husband, Harry Jay Hanchette, about ten years ago, since which time he has never been heard from. At the time of his dlsappearanoe he left this city to go to Los Angeles, where everything was then booming. From that day to the present he has never been seen by any one who knew him.
From, Los Angeles Herald, June 15 1899
A CURSEDLY CRUEL CRIME The Tragedy of a Vain Young Fool's Fancy MURDERS HIS YOUNG BABE'S MOTHER Earl Hanchette Blasphemes the Name of Love and From Foul SeHishness Tries to Wipe Out a Family That Never Should Have Been
Earl M. Hanchette, a young married man, shot his 18-year-old wife, Georgia, to death at 7:30 yesterday morning In their bed.oom at the Columbia lodging house, 612 South Broadway, while she lay asleep, and then tired a bullet Into his own abdomen. He now lies at the Hospital of the Good Samaritan In a desperate condition. The tragic ending of the couple's life's dream is in a great measure due to a hasty marriage between a delicate girl unsulted to early matrimony and an Improvident and selfish husband who could not earn enough money to support her decently, although he found means to raise. It criminally to Indulge himself. As Hanchette was unable to properly care for his wife and their offspring, his mother-in-law, Mrs. 8, M. Elliott of 1055 Pennsylvania avenue. Denver, was taking steps to have her daughter and grandchild Join her. The dreaded separation from his wife and the conviction that his petty forgeries to secure spending money were about to be exposed, combined yesterday morning to lead him on to the murderous act, which cut off a poor young woman's life thread and branded him as an assassin and a would-be suicide. Every circumstance Indicates that Hanchette had contemplated the crime some time before he committed It. He hail told his wife and others that he was going to Santa Barbara yesterday mornln; to accept a position as bookkeeper in that city. No such place had been offered him here, and had no intention of going there. This story was concected then to full any suspicion which his guilty mind, with Its fell purpose fully resolved upon, Imagined might be suggested to others by his conduct, notwithstanding the skill with which he had managed to conceal his plans. THE CRY OF ANGUISH . Two pistol shots fired In close succession from the room occupied by the Hanchettes caused Mrs. J H. Moyer, who slent In an adjoining apartment, to hurry thithe. Before "he second report she heard Mrs. Hanchette cry out twice: "Mrs. Moyer, oh. Mrs. Moyer," in accents of anguish and pain. As the second shot sounded she opened the door an dopenlng it, asked Hanchette what he had done. He admitted having shot hlifiself atid thai he had also killed his wife, because he could not live without her, and he immediately added that he must have been craiy. Mrs. Moyer extinguished the smouldering in Hanchette's nightshirt, which had become ignited from the powder of the shot he had fired Into his body, and then ran to the aid of Mrs. Hanchette. There were one or two spasmodic gasps from her breast and the victim of the man who owed her protection and care was lifeless and forever Immune from pain and trouble. Her eyes were closed and she lay with one arm thrown over the spread, as If Immersed In peaceful sleep. The bullet which had killed her had been fired Into her back, but pierced the heart and ploughed a Jagged, Irregular, gaping wound in her breast. A strong odor of chloroform permeated the room. Whether in a spirit of mercy or to make assurance doubly sure, Hanchette had placed his wife under the influence of an anaesthetic before he killed her. THE MURDERER'S WOUNDS As soon as possible the murderer was removed to the receiving hospital, where Dr. C. G. Stivers, who had given him the first emergency services, accompanied him, but after a few minutes stay he was conveyed in an ambulance to the Good Samaritan hospital. During the time that he remained at the receiving hospital Hanchette was submitted to an Interrogatory, which was taken down by H. G. Johnson, stenographer to the chief of police. The wretched youth confessed the shooting and said that he did It because his wife was going east and he did not want her to leave him. He also told the police that he had forged a number of checks for small amounts and had obtained money under false pretenses. The operation on the injured man, performed by Drs. Stivers, Hagan and TT.tt, at the Good Samaritan hospital, lasted nearly two hours. The surgeons found that the bullet, which was of 38-caliber, perforated the walls of the abdomen and that considerable internal hemorrhage had resulted. The Intestines, however, had not beer, perforated. The patient stood the operation fairly well, but the doctors regard his recovery as doubtful. Death will most likely come from the shock If at all. At 8 oclock last night the hospital authorities said that Hanchette .while weak from the operation, was resting easlly and holding his own. The body of Mrs. Hanchette was taken to the undertaking establishment of Bresee Bros., where It will remain until after the coroner's Inquest to be held there this morning. The motherless babe was temporarily taken In charge by Mrs. Moyer, who had nursed the mother during the confinement and afterward until this awful tragedy took place. A SELFISH LOVE Earl M. Hanchette became acquainted with Georgie Elliott last summer. She was then living with her mother and sisters at te Glengarry, a Sixth street boarding house. Georgie was captivated by young Hanchette, who was a dudlsh masher, and he succeeded In seducing her. In the latter part of August of last year the couple, however, eloped to San Francisco, and he there married her. They were practically penniless, and soon returned to Los Angeles, where Mrs. Elliott had them on her hands at her residence, 1822 Bonsall avenue, until she left for Denver. The young man was always wayward, and grief over his ways of living may have hastened the death of his mother, Mrs. Emma J. Hanchette. for many years a highly respected public school principal In this city, whose demise occurred only a few months ago. He sought no employment Remittances from his grandmother in San Francisco to himself and from his mother-in-law to his wife were wasted upon himself. If he had loved his victim, It was a selfish love, because he neglected her when she had the greatest right to his care and consideration, and expressed dislike for his. own child. He made no serious effort to secure employment, which would have placed his little family and himself above the harrasslng cares of want, but was willing to act as a solicitor and bill collector for a Broadway poultry store, where his remuneration was Insufficient to pay for the common necessaries of life for himself, lei. alone for three. He had lately increased his spending money by small forgeries, holding out bills- collected for Poultryman Hansen, and by getting small sums under false representations. His conduct, It Is needless to say, had cooled his wifes love for him to a considerable degree, and she was only too willing to exchange penury and negtect for the comfort and kind care of her mother's home. When Mrs. Elliott wrote that she would send Georgle a ticket to come home, and that Earl must stay here until she had secured him a position at Denver, they both knew that It meant a permanent separation—hailed as a relief by her, but so disliked by him that he chose death for both in preference to the parting as the wife and her mother contemplated it. HIS FATHER'S DISAPPEARANCE yesterday's murder will recall the strange disappearance, never accounted for, of the Bulclde's father, H. Jay Hanchette. The senior Hanchette was commercial editor of the Alta California, of San Francisco, and was offered the position of city editor of the Los Angeles Herald by Its proprietors In 1887. Mr. Hanchette remained with the paper several years, but resigned to become the secretary of the chamber of commerce. As such he went t Chicago in 1891 to supervise the exhibit from this city at the orange carnival. When he had completed the business that had called him to Chicago he ostensibly made all preparations for his return here, and then dropped out of sight as if swallowed by the earth, and no trace has ever been discovered of him since. There was a man named Bob Farrell, who had formerly been connected with Journalism, a traveler all over the United States, and who committed suicide in Oregon two years ago. Farrell's repeated tales that he had met Hanchette in out-of-the-way places occasionally revived the sensation of his disappearance, but it was invariably demonstrated that Farrell was not telling the truth. Two theories concernlng the fate of Hanchette have had, fend still have, adherents. The flirst is that he was murdered In Chicago for the purpose of robbery and his body sunk in the lake; the second, that the missing man carefully disguised himself, and, having dropped his Identity and destroyed all traces by which he might be followed up, went to South America, foot loose and free, to recommence existence again under an assumed name. This theory Is not an improbable one, as Hanchette's day dreams Invariably took that form, and he would harp upon that sole subject with his intimates at any time. When Mr. Hanchette came to Los Angeles his wife and their two sons, Rex and Earl, soon followed. Mr. Hanchette had no difficulty in securing a position from the city board of education as a teacher, and later as a principal ,and death removed her only a few months ago. Of the younger Hanchetle's it can be said that the older ,Rex, always proved a reliable, steady young man esteemed by his employers, while the younger was always flighty, fond of good clothes and amusement, with a disinclination for work.
THE MOTHER'S ANGUISH Hanchette Had Threatened Her Daughter's Life Before
Denver, June 14.—(Special to The Herald.) "Shot her, did you say? Shot her? Oh! I have just got the news that he has killed her, my poor girl, but I did not know how. Oh! the wretch, the fiend!" Such was the grief-ifrensled outburst with which Mrs. S. M. Elliott, who Moves here with he son-in-law, Byron E. Shear, received the Information concerning the manner of her daughter's death. "I expected trouble, I knew there would be trouble," she went on, half, hysterically, "but I did not expect anything like this. She met this young man, Hanchette, while we were on a visit in Los Angeles, a little more than a year ago," the stricken mother managed to say after a time. "He and my daughter grew fond of each other and nothing would do but they must be married; but, oh! it was an unhappy marriage, unhappy almost from the first. "He was always jealous of everything his wife did. When I was out there In February I heard sobbing one day in her room, which was next to mine. I went in and found her In deep distress. She was weeping wildly. " 'Oh! he will kill me!' my child cried. 'He has just threatened to do It. He drew a big knife and swore he would.' " Mrs. Elliott said she hoped to be able to start for Los Angeles tonight. There are two other daughters in her family besides Mr. Shear. One of them Is Mrs. Meredith of Des Moines, lowa, the other Is Miss Ruth Elliott, who Is going to school in Massachusetts
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