Good evening. This is crime classics. I am Thomas Highland with another true story of crime.

Listen. That's a chicken.

She's a fat one.

She's doing practically all the things a chicken can do.

And besides all this cleverness, she's about to perform her primary function.

She's going to be a dinner.

The lady who carries the bird in her left hand is named Abby Durfee Borden, stepmother to Emma and Lizzy Borden.

Mrs Borden weighs over 200 pounds.

The curved-handled axe she holds in her right hand is her favorite when she goes out amongst the chickens.

Her favorite because with it she does such a neat job, which is more than I can say for the

person who murdered Mrs. Borden and her husband Mr. Borden, so tonight my report

to you on the bloody bloody banks of Fall River.

Crime Classics.

A new series of true crime stories from the records and newspapers of every land from every time.

Your host each week, Mr Thomas Highland,

Conosaur of Crime, Student of Violence,

and Teller of Murders.

Now once again, Mr Thomas Highland. Island. The place is Fall River, Massachusetts at the start of a hot August in 1892.

In that era, it was a town whose dominant color was brown, the color of sun-dried lawns, of rain stippled brick and board,

of ladies dresses that reached from neck to pavement.

Next in popularity as far as color went was black.

It was a stern time and a stern place and bleak

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