Legacy - 1929

Chicago, 1929 - Something about the way that the city stood there as the news was announced inspired me to take a closer look at the recorded history.  Ever since I joined society, I knew the name had sounded familiar.  John Stone.  It took a little digging, but in the end it wasn't that hard, after all, when you're the city's first recorded execution, it's bound to make a few history books, even if it's just local history.

There he was.  John Stone, executed by hanging for the rape and murder of Lucretia Thompson, 1840.  It was before my time, but having spent my fair share of time crawling through the archives at the Tribune, I'd be surprised if people didn't already know.  This wasn't the scoop I was looking for.  More important to me was always the why, instead of the who.  So what if Prince Stone had been a murderous rapist in his mortal life, weren't we all something different now?

They said the Crow took him.  Maybe they reclaimed him.  Wasn't he supposed to be some sort of childe of a childe of the founder of that barbaric covenant?  Maybe they don't like it when their grand-childer run away and start a city that values peace and prosperity over murder and mayhem.  Or maybe it wasn't them at all.  Maybe it was something simpler, like they said.  A stray bullet at the wrong time and I guess we're all ash.

I should look into that.

Yours, ever faithfully;

J.C.