My second warning came after the body of Annie Chapman was found at six a.m. on Saturday the 8th of September. 1888. Albert Cadoche was said to of heard muffled sounds of an assault From the back yard of number 29, Hanbury Street. If this was the case then why didn’t he go out to inspect, I don’t understand this world. The poor girls mutilated body lay exposed in the wet morning air. The monster had struck again. The police thought it could have been a tall foreign stranger who the girl had been seen approaching early that day. Still my daughter went out and paraded herself infront of strangers for money, I couldn’t believe my ears! Here we have a psychotic monster on the loose who is killing the street women of London. How could she of still ignored me.
Saturday 30th September, 1888 was the day of double murder in London. Here was when the “leather apron” had spawned the cursed “Jack The Ripper” a trade name he had left on his smug letters to Scotland Yard’s detectives who still had no ideas of who’s face hid behind that of this monster. Jack was still at large, his blade sharp and ready to get to work.
The first body was that of Elizabeth Stride, which was found At 1.00 a.m. in Duffield's Yard, Benner Street. She had been found cut from ear to ear. It was believed that Jack could have been disturbed. Caught red handed. As you may expect he still escaped capture, shrinking from back into the darkness from whence he came. Unfortunately there was no such luck. He reappeared to claim another victim in Mitre Square, ,Aldgate. Merely 10 minutes on foot from Berner Street, through the bitter alleyways of Goodmans Fields, an area Jack knew well, with murderous intent, he struck again. At almost 1.45 a.m. Catherine Eddowes bloodied corpse was found, silently slaughtered by the fearsome, and now, clearly practiced killer.
It was this cold, fearful night, that a chalked message appeared on a wall in Goulston Street next to a bloodied piece of aron that was a possession of Kate Eddowes. The message read "The Juwes are the men That Will not be Blamed for nothing". This was thought a possible sinister confession perhaps or even a false accusation maybe? Even with this clue the so called great Inspector Frederick Abberline was again left to ponder. The whole police force was baffled. They had arrested in all seven possible suspects but each one of them was released as there was either no evidence to convict them or evidence to prove that in fact, it couldn’t possible of been them. This was the FOURTH death to this monsters hand yet Mary still didn’t listen. I tried to stop her. By god I could of stopped her but the determination of her and the sorrow in her heart to not be able to afford the things she and I needed was crushing her. In the end I just let her go. I could of stopped this chilling end but I didn’t. It’s all my fault.
The month of October past with no further clues of the identity of Jack the Ripper. The murders were thought by some to have ceased, so I let Mary go on a slight warning to be careful. Friday the 9th October, 1888. Jack struck for the fifth and final time. The victim being my daughter, Mary Jane Kelly. How could I be so stupid. She had been slain behind closed doors, this gave Jack more time to indulge in his blood thirsty game. At number 13 Miller’s Court, the savaged remains were discovered. A young Irish girl, led astray by the East End way of life, of drink and prostitution, "Black Mary" was believed to be the Rippers last victim. The attack was so dreadful, police believed that the killer's taste for murder and thirst for blood had finally been satisfied.
Detectives were still left to puzzle over the murders. The Rippers final mocking blow at the police was in a letter he wrote.... "How can they catch me now? I love my work and want to start again....soon" Good Luck Yours Truly Jack The Ripper.
I can’t bare it. I can’t live life without my beautiful Mary. She was only twenty-five and I could of stopped her going out there but I just didn’t try hard enough. It’s all my fault. Forgive me Mary. The time has come for me to end my life. We will be together in a matter of moments.
Sarah Kelly x
