The Serial Killer - Part XXV
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Alexander Pearce was an irish convict transported to Australia who killed and cannibalized his fellow escapees in two separate escapes in four months in 1822.
Pearce escaped with seven other convicts: Alexander Dalton, Thomas Bodenham, William Kennerly,
About 15 days into the journey after the escape Pearce and the other men were starving and drew lots to see who would be killed for food. Thomas Bodenham drew the short straw and Greenhill despatched him with an axe. At this point three of the company — Dalton, Kennerly and Brown — took fright and decamped. Kennerly and Brown reached Macquarie Harbour, but Brown seems to have died of exhaustion. That left Greenhill, Travers, John Mather and Alexander Pearce. With Greenhill and Travers acting as a team, it would be Mather's or Pearce's turn next. Pearce seems to have sided with Greenhill and Travers at this point, and Mather was the next victim. It was then that Pearce had some luck: Travers was bitten on the foot by a snake. Greenhill insisted they carry him for five days, but when it became clear he would not recover, killed him.
After that, it was a cat and mouse game. Greenhill had the axe, but they were both starving, and they had to sleep. In the end it was Pearce who prevailed. He grabbed the axe, killed Greenhill and dined on his body. He later raided an Aboriginal campsite and stole more food. When he saw sheep, he knew he had reached the settled districts. He was lucky again, as the shepherd who came upon him eating a lamb was an old friend. Pearce was inducted into a sheep stealing ring, and was eventually picked up with William Davis and Ralph Churton, who were hanged for bushranging and escaping from a military escort.
In total, Pearce had been free for 113 days, a little less than half of which was spent in the wilderness. Locked up in Hobart, Pearce made a confession to the Rev Robert Knopwood, the magistrate and chaplain, but Knopwood did not believe his cannibalism story and was convinced the others were still living as bushrangers. He sent Pearce back to Macquarie Harbour.
However, there are inconsistencies in Pearce's story. He made three confessions — the Knopwood confession; a confession to Lt Cuthbertson, Commandant of Macquarie harbour when he was in hospital after the second escape (in this version, Dalton is the first victim); and a confession to Father Phillip Connolly, the colony's Catholic priest, the night before his execution — and some of the details differed. But what is incontrovertible is that seven men went into the bush at Macquarie Harbour, and only three came out; and that, of the four men alive when Dalton, Kennerly and Brown decamped, only one survived.
Within a year he escaped for the second time, joined by a young convict named Thomas Cox. Pearce was captured within ten days and taken to the Supreme Court of Van Diemens Land in Hobart, where he was tried and convicted of murdering and cannibalising Thomas Cox. Observers noted that he did not look like a cannibal. Measuring only 1.6 m in height which was a little under average for that time but with a strong wiry frame. Not like someone who was "laden with the weight of human blood, and believed to have banqueted on human flesh" as the Hobart Town Gazette wrote on 25 June 1824. His captors had found parts of Cox's body in Pearce's pockets, even though he still had food left, so his guilt was beyond doubt this time. Pearce confessed that he had killed Cox because when they reached King's River, Cox admitted that he could not swim. He was the first felon to be executed by the new Supreme Court and the first confessed cannibal to pass through the Tasmanian court system.
He was hanged at the Hobart Town Gaol at 9am on 19 July 1824, after receiving the last rites from Father Connolly. It is reported that just before Pearce was hanged, he said, "Man’s flesh is delicious. It tastes far better than fish or pork."
Now, I have to agree with that, although for me human flesh is like sweet coffee - a treat I allow myself only very occasionally.
Now, I have to agree with that, although for me human flesh is like sweet coffee - a treat I allow myself only very occasionally.
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