Okay Fred --
You asked for this ---
SUSIE MOORE, THE CINCINNATI GRAVE ROBBER.....
She is not quite forty years of age, medium size, lithy, active, nimble as a
cat, with eyes that in a slightly darkened parlor glistened like tow balls
of fire. When younger she must have been handsome, and it is not at all
strange that she should in the course of her lifetime have captured four
husbands and several lovers. Her talk is voluble, nervous, but decided in
tone. She emphasized her periods with a stamp of her foot, occasionally
tosses her head upward defiantly, laughs as heartily as if no care ever
worried her, and plainly evinces that she fears neither God, man nor devil.
Her hair is coal black and curly. They used to get $25 and upward for a
cadaver, she said, but since the new law passed giv ing all unclaimed dead
to the colleges the market price fell to $15. She acknowledged being
implicated in the stealing of General Harrison's Corpse from the North Bend
Cemetery, but denied having done the job herself. She said she had been
paid in the case for giving information which led to the finding of the
corpse in the Ohio College pickling vat. Her familiarity with the location
of the innumerable little graveyards that dot the surrounding country is
remarkable. In former years, when on her body snatching raids, she invaiably
drove a Gray horse. Many a band of mourners have wondered who that good
looking strange lady in the last buggy of the funeral processionw as. It is
said to have been her custom to attend funeral for the purpose of locating
the places of burial. In the stillness of night she and an assistant would
reutrn and make a raise for the benefit of science. The presence of a woman
in a buggy always helped to ward off the suspicion of any officer who might
observe the belated travelers. At times the body would be set upright in
the buggy or spring wagon alongside the driver and held in position by the
aid of ropes. A cigar stump might be jammed into its mouth and a slough hat
pulled down over its eyes. In this way, especially with a lady driver, a
corpse might be taken through the crowded city after dark, unobserved, and
yet within full view of all whom the vehicle passed on the way.
*It is said that they axed the front of the coffin - wrapped a roped around
the victim's neck and pulled them out...
-----Original Message-----
From: Fred Finkbiner <fred(a)ticz.com>
To: INDYTALK-L(a)rootsweb.com <INDYTALK-L(a)rootsweb.com>
Date: Wednesday, December 31, 1997 7:40 PM
Subject: Re: Happy New Year
What do you have when a lawyer is buried up to his neck in sand?
Not enough sand.
At 09:32 PM 12/31/97 -0800, you wrote:
>Oh he's after those lawyers.....
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>-----Original Message-----
>From: Fred Finkbiner <fred(a)ticz.com>
>To: INDYTALK-L(a)rootsweb.com <INDYTALK-L(a)rootsweb.com>
>Date: Wednesday, December 31, 1997 7:32 PM
>Subject: Re: Happy New Year
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>>How do you save a drowning lawyer?
>> Take your foot off his head.
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>>What does a crooked lawyer and a sneaky politician make?
>>
>>Chelsea
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>>Later...........Fred
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Later...........Fred
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