Born in 1867, Samuel was the ninth child of parents, James and Eliza Hutton.  His parent had married on 11th February 1849 and Eliza had given birth to her first child, Jane, in January 1850.  In 1851, they welcomed John into the family but two years later and in 1853, Jane would sadly pass away.

Six more additions into the family would come between the years 1853 to 1866 - Andrew, Alice, Charles, William, Thomas and David before the arrival of Samuel in 1867.

As you can see, it was a relatively large family but one that appeared from the outside to be a well loved and respected family.

On the morning of Tuesday, 8th August, 1871 - Samuel, like many young children, had awoken and after having his breakfast, had played with other children of similar age.  He would spend a large portion of the day in and out of the house he had shared with his brothers and sisters.

However, at around 5pm, Samuel went into a house at Brookside which was owned by Elizabeth Scholes where his mother Eliza had visited and was baking a cake.

Laying down on the floor, he flung his legs around as if they didn’t belong to his body - something Elizabeth would go on to tell at the later inquest.

When laid down, Elizabeth said to Samuel, 'Sammy, if you fall asleep there I shall put you under the stairs, where the dog sleeps.'

Samuel, seemingly a little disgruntled, sat up and looked at Elizabeth and then his mother.

'Get up and go into the house and lay you down on the sofa,' said his mother, Eliza.

Samuel got himself up off the floor and did as his mother had asked.

Between six and seven o' clock, and when Eliza had returned home, Elizabeth visited the Hutton's house and noticed Samuel laying on the sofa and sleeping.  She then visited again around eight o'clock having gone on an errand, and Samuel was laying in the same place.

Samuel would go on to having a restless night, often waking in a sweat, shivering and seemingly in pain, and at two o' clock he had asked his mother for a drink of tea and a 'butty.'

Between half-past four and five o' clock in the morning, Elizabeth was woken by Eliza and asked if she would go and look on Samuel and offer any advice on how to ease his pain.

'Well, if we give him a little castor oil it would do him no harm.' she would tell Eliza.

After administering a teaspoonful of the oil, Eliza said to her husband James, 'Jimmy, you will have to go to Bury, as our Sammy is a deal worse.'  James put on his jacket and then went out to fetch Dr. Harris from nearby Bury.

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"Ta-ta. You won't see me again. Im going to shoot my wife and baby," - those were the last words spoken by 26-year old, Henry King on Friday 12th December 1958 to an acquaintance named Sheila Whipp at the Dun Horse Hotel in Blackburn.

Her reply to such a statement was simple enough, "don't be stupid."

King then handed her a small looking object that she initially believed to have been nothing more than a cigarette lighter.

The object was in fact a bundle of around twenty-five bullet cartridges.

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As the light of day slowly began to fade away, the darkness that quickly descended brought with it a freezing chill that had already frozen a large area of deep water which had been left dormant at the foot of a quarry named the Tim Bobbin delph.

Inside nearby houses, families where in full enjoyment of Christmas cheer, singing and dancing with some preparing themselves for their evening meals.  And at number 2 Park Lane, just on the outskirts of Burnley, this is exactly what was happening within the home owned by Thomas Tattersall.

But all the happiness and joyful scenes would soon come to a terrifying end as, just before 4.30pm on the 26th December 1887, the lives of one family would be forever changed in the most tragic of ways.

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