On Saturday morning, July 26,1879,on the road to Bolton (then called Iceville), six miles from the city, stood a weather-stained old homestead with blinds of faded green. And back of its tottering portico, under it mouldering roof, lay the victims of as gruesome a murder as has ever been committed in Fulton County. Martin DeFoor and his wife Susan were murdered that rainy Friday night, as they lay in bed, and though 73 years have passed, the identity of the slayer has never been discovered, not a satisfactory motive established.
The bodies, nearly decapitated by axe blows, were found at 6 A.M. July 26th, by Martin Walker, a grandson, who noticing that his grandparents were not up at their usual hour, went in to investigate. The old couple had not a known enemy in the world, and that robbery was not the motive, was evidenced by the fact that, while a bureau drawer had been broken into, a bag containing $18 in silver was left in plain sight, undisturbed. Several other articles of value were unmolested. All that was taken were Mr. DeFoor's wallet, containing nothing but some promissory notes, and his boots, which were later found in the woods some 400 feet from the house. In the Defoor home was an upstairs room, reached by a ladder, and rarely used by members of the family. Upon investigation, unmistakable sign of recent occupancy were found in this room. The bed was rumpled, as if by a human form, and the counterpane bore the muddy impress of a bare foot. In a lumber room adjoining was found recent human excrement containing watermelon seed, and evidence of urination in a basket of cotton. It was therefore concluded that the murderer has slipped into the house during the preceding day, and concealed himself upstairs until that night,when he descended to commit his horrible deed, and then departed by the back door, which was found unlatched from the inside. The axe was found in the fireplace, covered with ashes and blood. Near the spot where the murdered man's boots were discovered, were the remains of a watermelon feast.
Despite the best efforts of Sheriff William A Wilson, his deputies, and his successor, Angus M. Perkerson, the crime was never solved. Many suspects, mostly Negroes were arrested, but each clue ended in a blind alley.