John Hayes, His Head and How They Were Parted

Good evening. This is Crime Classics. I am Thomas Hyland with another true story of crime. Listen. The glass you just heard broken was not ordinary glass. It was a closed vessel of exact contour of the man's head which it held. It was raised exactly one millimeter above the skin, all around, and above the hair. No small feat since the hair on the head was

lush and curly. Another masterpiece by Dom Luellen, whose secret of blowing glass to enclose human heads, died when he died. Dom Luellen had been called in to do a job of work on what was left of Mr. John Hayes, which was all above the neck. So tonight, my report to you on John Hayes, his head, and how they were parted.

In classics, a series of true crime stories from the records and newspapers of every land from every time. Your host each week, Mr. Thomas Highland, connoisseur of crime, student of violence, and teller of murders.

Now once again, Mr. Thomas Highland. The 18th century was only a few years old, and the town was warring, and the season was things were budding all around trees flowers and there happened to be a 16 year old girl named Catherine Hall. She appears suddenly in history this girl walking down the road

suddenly because nobody knows what parentage would her there isn't that nice a young girl swinging down a road in May. La la la la la la la. Scipping. Stops. Together nuts. And alongside her, three soldiers, officers of his Majesty's Dragoons and gentlemen.

Gentlemen three, and Guardians of Catherine, and Lieutenant Omber'sly has the papers in his bandelier to prove it. Guardians and their ward at a crossroad. Catherine? Yes, uncle. Uncle. Uncle Fred and Uncle Ned and I think the time has come.