Murder and a Real Life Dr. Frankenstein in 19th Century New Jersey
It’s a bright morning with a deep blue sky that goes upward forever. Already, warm rays of sun cascade down and splash across the town green, hinting at the heat of late summer that is sure to come in only a few short hours. This would be the perfect day for an outdoor wedding. And crowds, some dressed in their finest clothes exactly like those of a wedding party, are beginning to gather in abundance on the open fields of the town square. On the narrow lanes that lead into the center of town, carriages and carts of all descriptions are jostling with one another in long snaking lines of traffic. Horses are neighing impatiently and the din of iron-shod wooden wheels clattering over cobblestones can be heard above all the shouts and sounds of this mass of excited humanity. Entire families, men women and children; the well-to-do and ne’er do wells alike are all moving in the same direction. All of them are eager to get the best view possible of the upcomin...