The proverb “murder will out” became a reality for one
Leesburg woman. She had harbored the secret of her murderous deed for
twenty-five years and refused to die until she confessed all her sins. An 1811
edition of The Lady’s Miscellany
carried her deathbed confession.
In 1786, the body of nineteen-year old Joseph Hoge was found
in the dense forest just outside of Leesburg. In the dark of the night, his
throat was slashed from ear-to-ear, his life blood draining quickly and
silently into the forest floor. The vicious act was the work of a strong,
angry, unstable person and the surrounding community was immediately afraid
that a madman was among them.
The case remained unsolved for twenty-five years. Although a
jury of inquest was unable to determine the murderer, suspicion fell on the
boy’s mother, Betty Hoge, whose physical strength from years of hard labor
surpassed that of many men. When Betty ran to a neighbor’s shouting “Joe is
bleeding to death,” her short gown was splattered with blood and a bloody
handprint stained her left sleeve as if she had attempted to wipe the guilt
from the hand that committed the act.
Betty Hoge died in 1811. As was the Scottish custom, three
attendants took turns waiting for Mrs. Hoge to draw her last breath. Late into
the night, an attendant determined that Mrs. Hoge had finally passed and called
in the other two to help lay her out in preparation for burial.
Mrs. Hoge suddenly revived and “said she could not die until
she had communicated something that lay heavy on her mind.” She asked that
everyone except one attendant leave the room so she could confess her sins
before dying. That person was very afraid of Mrs. Hoge and refused to be left
in the room alone with her. The other two huddled in the safety of the doorway
as the feared woman confessed her sins.
Years earlier Mrs. Hoge suffocated her husband with a
feather bed, but it was not this act that weighed heavily on her guilty
conscience. It was the murder of her son, her own flesh and blood, that kept
the old woman from resting in peace.
As a young child, Joseph Hoge witnessed his father’s murder.
The years passed and the son grew into a strong, formidable man. He threatened
to tell of his mother’s evil deeds if she did not give in to his every whim and
fancy. On the night of his death, Joseph left the cabin for his usual evening
activities at the nearby grog. His mother lay in wait a short distance from the
cabin in the dense forest lining the path to town. When young Joe passed, she
jumped him from behind, slashing his throat from ear-to-ear in a cut so deep it
nearly decapitated him.
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