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  1. Sep 2022
    1. very sorry for what he had done. He had promised Pickett he would not say a word about it unless he did. On the day of the  murder he had been at work for Edward Sands. After they left work they met old Mr. Stevenson and Pickett at the public-house. He wished to go home at ten o'clock, as he should be locked out if late, but Pickett would not allow him to leave,  saying "he might sleep with him on board the boat."  Pickett went out of the house first. He (Carey) wished to wait for George Sands, but Pickett said hid not want him with him. They went on towards where Pickett's father's boats lay when at home.  Pickett said, "There is old Stevenson  coming, let us go over and have his money." He said, "You will not catch me going over to night." Pickett said, "that was what he wanted he wanted him for, that three pence was all the money, and he must have some." He then said he had some  handkerchiefs, and that they must cover their faces. They then went over in the little boat which Pickett's father used when he went   farming. When they had got over Pickett pulled out two pocket handkerchiefs and covered their faces. There were some holes in the one he had, and he made some in that which he put on his own face. He then found two sticks, one of which he gave to him (Carey), and the other he kept. They then went about half way down the lane where old Mr. Stevenson was going towards his son's house. There they lay down side by side on the road side. Old Mr. Stevenson was coming up and said, "Hello!  What are you  doing here?  Get up lads, you will get your death of cold. Go in and lie down in the yard on the straw."  They got up; and one clung to him, and the other place a leg against his and flung him backwards. Pickett held his head down, and he (Carey) searched his pockets. He got what money he had. He then got up and ran away. He afterwards looked to see if Pickett was coming. He saw Pickett and old Mr. Stevenson going on to the floor. He struck Mr. Stevenson on the right arm with his weapon. He still kept hold of Pickett. He (Carey) then struck him on the head. Stevenson tore Pickett's handkerchief from his face and tore it in two. He then took his walking stick and struck Pickett, who struck the old man with his weapon and knocked him down. He then took him by the collar and he (Carey) took him by the feet, and they put him in the sewer. He got up, and Pickett struck him twice on the hand. Then he struck Pickett, and went across the sewer, calling out, "What are you doing." Pickett then struck him on the back of the head. He (Carey) went across the road and flung his weapon in the dyke. He then saw Pickett run along the river bank. When Pickett rejoined him he said he had got  another weapon and hit Stevenson on top of the head and on the side of the head, and did not .know that he had killed him, but wished him (Carey) not to be frightened. Pickett then sent him back for half of the handkerchief he had lost in the scuffle, because it was marked with his sweetheart's name; and when he had brought it he (Pickett) tied the two halves together, and put a piece of brick into them and threw them into the river. He found a sovereign, one or two bills, and 3s. 6d. in Stevenson's pocket. The  sovereign Pickett took, and the bills were hidden near a tunnel of Pickett's father. They then went  and slept at George Sands' hovel till five o'clock in the morning. The  prisoner  concluded his statement by saying that he had prayed to the Lord to forgive him, and he prayed that his Lordship (the Judge) would be as  merciful as he could.

      Carey stating his side of the story, contradicting Pickett's.

    2. Joseph Daft, who had known Pickett for 5 or 6 years. He had always borne good character. He had never anything wrong about him.                  David Rushton, farmer, Sibsey Northland, knew Pickett up to 15 years of age at the Sibsey Sunday School. He could not at all think he would do an offence of this kind.

      People backing up Pickett's case.

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      At the bar he drank, not knowing that he would be murdered later on. He was close to his home when he was murdered.