The Capture and Execution of Mullican and Clark

Mullican and Clark were not free for very long.  Judge Lynch soon caught up with them.

The Monroe Bulletin, Wednesday, March 19, 1884, Page 3, Column 2

The Rogers Murder.

        We learn from a correspondent at Vernon, that Mullican and Clark, the parties suspected of the murder, passed Mr. Shows place on the Natchitoches road on Friday, the day following the commission of the crime.  This locality is eight miles south of Vernon.  They were going towards St. Maurice, and said they were in search of horse thieves.  A posse struck their trail Tuesday morning, and are now in pursuit.  All the ferries on the Dugdemona are said to be guarded, so the chances are the wretches will soon be in custody.

We learn from Rev. B.F. White that two men who passed through Delhi, last week, were suspected by the citizens to be the fugitives Mullican and Clark, and a posse was organized to pursue them.

A dispatch from Natchitoches also states that the two men passed through that town on Saturday following the murder and were inquiring the road to Longview, Texas.

Later accounts are that the Sheriff of Natchitoches and a posse were eight hours behind Clark and Mullican.  One of the horses stolen from Rogers was recovered near Louisville in Winn parish, and a dog belonging to the men was found in the same neighborhood.

LATEST — Since the above was written, Sheriff McGuire has received a dispatch from DeBerry, Pulaski county, Texas, informing him that John Mullican was killed while resisting arrest.  Clark was being closely followed by a posse.  The particulars up to going to press were very meagre.

It seems that the murderers obtained more money than was at first supposed.  They secured one wallet from the mattress containing about $2000.

The Monroe Bulletin, Wednesday, March 26, 1884, Page 3, Column 2

The Rogers Murder.

        John or Albert Clark, as he is variously known, was captured near Terrill, Kaufman County, Texas, by a posse led by Mr. James G. Huey of Lincoln parish.  He was known to be at a certain house, heavily armed and prepared for resistance.  The case with which he was taken reflects credit on the address of his captors.  They approached the house in the guise of surveyors and asked for a drink of water.  A constable with the party followed the woman into the house and found Clark asleep on the bed.  He immediately classed his pistol to Clark’s head and ordered him to cross his hands, which Clark did without protest.

John Mullican was taken at Marshall, Texas, by a posse led by John Rogers, Jr. The prisoners are looked for daily.  Both the missing horses and the shot-gun were recovered, and it is asserted that it will be no difficult matter to prove that Clark and Mullican were in possession of them and traded them off.

Sheriff Duson of St. Landry arrested a man whom he is still confident is Mullican.  He will hold him until Sheriff McGuire is satisfied whether he is the right man.

This is no occasion for lynching, and we hope the indignation aroused by a horrible crime will not hurry our citizens into an act in violation of the law, which will surely be vindicated if the parties suspected are guilty. The moral effect of a legal conviction and punishment will be much greater than any that a mob acting in violation of the law could inflict.

The following telegram was handed us by Sheriff McGuire just as we go to press:

SHREVEPORT, March 25. — To J.E. McGuire: Mullican leaves here for Monroe

to-day.  Boat leaves at 12M.

JOHN LAKE, Sheriff.

The Monroe Bulletin, Wednesday, April 30, 1884, Page 2, Column 2

Judge Lynch.

        Saturday night between one and two o’clock, a mob variously estimated at from 50 to 150 men quietly gathered around the jail and equally as quietly took therefrom John Mullican and John alias Albert Clark, the murderers of old man John C. Rogers and his aged wife, Elizabeth Rogers, and King Hill, charged with the murder of young Nick Milling, and hanged them to the two china trees just opposite the old Sheriff’s office.  They obtained the jail keys from Deputy Sheriff Charles Brooks, who slept in the attic of the court house.  He testifies before the Coroner’s inquest that about ten minutes to two o’clock four masked men came to his room and demanded the jail keys, and upon his refusal to give them up told him that there was no use resisting, that they had come for the keys and were going to have them; that they then went to the jail and took the prisoners out and hanged them as above stated.  He watched them through the sky-light.  They first brought out King Hill. There was but little fuss made at the jail, heard only one scream which seemed to have been stopped by a blow.  King was hanged to the tree to the left of the door of the Sheriff’s office.  Mullican and Clark were next brought out and hanged to the tree to the right of the door.  The prisoners were all gagged and bound.

The mob seemed to have taken every precaution against being surprised or foiled in their attempt.  They had all approaches to the jail guarded and made every preparation to break in the doors of the jail in case they failed to get the keys.  A sledge hammer and an ingeniously constructed battering ram were some of the means for forcing an entrance into the jail left behind by the mob.  After hanging the three prisoners mentioned the mob liberated a white prisoner charged with murder in Madison parish and confined here for safe-keeping, and then dispersed, no one knowing whence they came nor whither they went.

The sight next morning (Sunday) was a ghastly one to see — three men hanging to trees right in the heart of town, cold in death — and need not to be seen twice to be long remembered with a shudder.[1]

[1] Two other articles about the lynching can be found in the same issue, page 3, columns 1 & 2.

 

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