FOY DIED EASILY.
The Doctors Said His
Was the Most Successful Yet -
Story of His Crime.
to The World.)
DANNEMORA, N.Y., Oct.23. – Martin
Foy’s father and brother called on him this morning. After their departure, Father Belanger stayed with him until
11:47, when he was taken to the death chamber.
He was very pale, but showed no other sign of fear.
In his hand was a crucifix, upon which he gazed steadily, not
even looking up at the witnesses. He spoke not a word.
Foy was quickly strapped in the death chair.
At the signal a current of 1,640 volts was sent through his body
for four seconds. The
current was then gradually reduced to 150 volts, and at the end of
forty-five seconds was increased again to 1,640 volts for two seconds
and then shut off.
Dr. Ransom, the prison physician, said death ensued at the first
contact. There was no
burning of the flesh and the body moved only when the strength of the
current was changed. An
appearance of breathing after contact was broken was due, the doctors
said, to gas in the stomach.
All present agreed that it was the most successful electrocution
since the law went into effect. An
autopsy as held at 1 o’clock and the body was taken to Saratoga by the
father and brother. Electrician
Davis applied the electrodes.
Martin Foy was a race-track enthusiast.
At Saratoga he met Miss Henrietta Wilson, of Philadelphia, and
they lived together there and in New York very happily until Foy
discovered that Henrietta was entertaining other men.
At Saratoga, May 13, 1892, Foy learned that Dick Shay, of
Saratoga, and Miss Wilson had been seen together.
He pawned his overcoat and with the money bought a revolver.
He went first to her room and destroyed all her dresses. When he found her on the street he shot her.
She fell and Foy ran to her and shot her again.
Then he made a pretense of shooting himself, and fell to the
sidewalk. But seeing the
wounded girl rolling about in agony upon the ground close by him, he
raised himself and, cursing her with horrid oaths, exclaimed: “Ain’t
you dead yet!” and shot her again in the head.
She died the next day.
While confined in the Ballston Jail Foy escaped twice, the first
time having been brought back from San Francisco.
He was born in England about twenty-six years ago, was single, a
hostler by occupation, and of intemperate habits.