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Hello, friends. This is a sneak peek of the Victorian true crime extras that I share every week for Patreon subscribers.

If you would like to receive these bone-chilling episodes as well as my Victorian nightmare ad-free,

go to the link in the show notes to find out how. Now, get ready to hear the wildest

Victorian murder that you've never heard of. For today's extra, I have a tale that is

almost too crazy to believe. It's a tale of jealousy, flagrant disrespect, scandalous affairs, and a very public

murder on a dance floor. I usually read an article about the story first and then we dig in,

but I do not want to give anything away. My jaw literally dropped while reading the details

about the murder of Narcissa Cowan in 1878. Our story begins in 1876. A gentleman named Bob

Southern was courting two different lovely ladies.

He himself was a very eligible bachelor from a wealthy family, so these two ladies were doing

whatever they could to nab this man.

A young lady with dark eyes and shiny a alburn hair named Narcissa Cowan and a blonde, pretty, buxom gal named Kate

Hambrick. Narcissa was more demure than Kate, less outspoken and less boisterous, but was a

divorcee and had a somewhat shady reputation. Kate was the life of the party, very popular but also very strong-willed.

The ladies became bitter rivals while they were both courted by Mr. Southern. Kate won the

prize. He decided to marry the more popular gal with less shame attached to her history.

And boy was Kate happy about that.

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