Mouton v. State

• Citation: 155 Tex.Crim. 450,236 S.W.2d 499,235 S.W.2d 645
• Decision Date: 19 April 1950
• Docket Number: No. 24728,24728
• Parties: MOUTON v. STATE.
• Court: Court of Appeals of Texas. Court of Criminal Appeals of Texas

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235 S.W.2d 645

155 Tex.Crim. 450

MOUTON v. STATE.

No. 24728.

Court of Criminal Appeals of Texas.

April 19, 1950.

On Motion to Reinstate Appeal May 24, 1950.

Rehearing Denied Jan. 24, 1951.

Further Rehearing Denied Feb. 14, 1951.

See 236 S.W.2d 499.

Frank Adams, Beaumont, Stanley Plettman, Beaumont, for appellant.

George P. Blackburn, State's Atty., of Austin, for the State.

WOODLEY, Commissioner.

Appellant was found guilty by the verdict of a jury of murder as charged in the indictment, the punishment being assessed at death.

No judgment is found in the record, in the absence of which this court is without jurisdiction of the appeal. See Aguillar v. State, Tex.Cr.App., 221 S.W.2d 242; Davis v. State, 145 Tex.Cr.R. 188, 167 S.W.2d 523; and Berry v. State, 138 Tex.Cr.R. 563, 138 S.W.2d 105.

The appeal is therefore dismissed

Opinion approved by the Court.

On Motion to Reinstate Appeal.

GRAVES, Judge.

The record having been perfected, the appeal is reinstated and the case will now be considered on its merits.

It is shown in the testimony that the deceased was a toothless and blind man, about 80 years of age; that he lived in a shack near Helbig in Jefferson County. He was an old-age pensioner, and appellant had been living with him just prior to his death. Appellant, who was a 31-year-old Negro, had been married and was the father of five children. Neighbors of the deceased, who had not seen him for about two weeks, called the attention of the authorities to such fact and they entered his shack and found evidence that it had been rifled. They then searched the surrounding jungle, and in a shallow grave, they found a human body, evidently having been stripped of flesh by hogs, dogs and other wild animals. This body bore evidence of foul play, the skull being crushed, and the top being torn off. It was identified as that of the deceased.

Appellant fled and went to California, later returning to Galveston Texas, where he was apprehended. He made a full confession relative to this matter, and in company with peace officers, he repaired to the scene and showed them where he had thrown the shovel with which he dug the grave, where he had thrown the axe which he had used in striking the old man, as well as the stick which he had used in making the assault, and his jumper. He also demonstrated the position in which he had placed the body in the grave. Pictures of appellant were made as he illustrated this killing, and indicated how it was done, as well as pictures of the grave and the surrounding terrain. Such pictures were introduced in evidence, just for what reason is not shown, but over the objection of appellant's court-appointed attorneys, who are commended for their diligence in the trial.

Appellant, while in Beaumont and previous to said trip, had made a full and complete statement in writing occupying seven and one-half typewritten pages in the statement of facts, and to the introduction of such statement no objection was offered. However, in order to show the gruesomeness and brutality of this offense, we quote the portion of such statement which is deemed material to this charge: 'I got to thinking about the fact that I needed some money and that I knew Andrew Dorsey had some money in his house. I thought about the money for about 45 minutes, and I decided that I would go over and kill Andrew Dorsey and take his money. I had planned while sitting there thinking about it that I would hit him in the head. I knew he couldn't see me because the old man was blind. I also knew the old man was about seventy years old. I left the train station and started back to Andrew Dorsey's house. Before I got there, I went around to the back of the house and I picked up a piece of pine sapling about 2 1/2 feet in length and about two inches through the center of it. I then walked around to the front of the house and went in the front door. I slipped in the front door and Andrew Dorsey did not even know I was there. He was sitting on the bed on the right side of the room. I tip-toed up to him with the stick in my hand. I stood by him a minute and looked at him. I was deciding where would be the place to hit him. I decided the best place to hit him would be the temple. I am left-handed and I hit Dorsey on his right temple. When I hit him he fell back on the bed and groaned. He was laying back on the bed with his head to the left and I hit him two times more in the same place. He had quit making any noises at this time. Part of the stick broke off. I then searched him while he was on the bed. I found $25.00 on him stuck in his sock. Dorsey had on a pair of green trousers, a heavy undershirt with the sleeves torn off, and a pair of black shoes, and suspenders. He also had on a woman's red belt. Blood was running out of his nose, but I do not know if any of it got on the floor or not. I think I laid the stock on a little round table. I then picked the old man up and put him on my shoulder. I then started out the room through a door to go into the kitchen. There was a sharp-shooter shovel lying there and I picked it up. I then went out the back door. I had already made up my mind whiel I was at the Sante Fe Depot to kill the old man and take him out in the back and bury him some place in the woods. I went out a trail to the toilet and then out off to the right about 25 feet from the toilet. I cut off the trail about 25 feet and I laid Dorsey down because he was getting heavy. I laid the shovel down and walked to the house. I went back to the house to get an axe because the old man was coming to and I wanted to make sure he didn't come to his senses and live. The axe was lying near the bed in the back room where I slept. The axe had a single blade with home made handle. I picked up the axe and also got my clothes. I then went around the house and locked the front door with a pad lock from the outside. I then went back around to the rear of the house. I got my axe and the clothes that I had laid down and started back out to where I had put Dorsey. I then took my old clothes and threw them in the bushes because I didn't want to leave any of my stuff in the house. I wanted to get rid of the old clothes. I picked up the axe and the shovel. The sharp-shooter shovel did not have any handle at all in it. I carried them on out to a spot amongst some persimmon trees. I started digging. I dug a hole about 18 inches deed and about four or five feet long. I then went back to get Andrew Dorsey. He was breathing but he wasn't saying anything. I picked him up and carried him to where I had dug the grave. When I got to the grave I put Andrew Dorsey in it with his head to the noth and his feet to the south. I had dug the grave pointing north and south. When I put him in the grave I laid him on his right side. He was still breathing. I then took the axe and with my left hand I hit him in the forehead with about a half swing. I then hit him again in the same way. I looked at him again and he was gasping for breath. I then pulled off his shoes and the reason for this was that I didn't want him to die with his shoes on. I put the shoes in the grave with him. I then covered him up. There was also a can of Prince Albert Smoking Tobacco in the grave. After covering his head up and down to his knees I stood there for awhile. Dorsey's feet were out of the grave. I then sung a song called 'When I Die You Can Bury Me On The Lone Prairie.' I then threw the sharpshooter in an eastern direction from the grave. I then took the axe back to the house with me and threw it on the south side of the house in some bushes. I threw the jumper in the bushes on the south side of the house. I had put on a long sleeve sport shirt and a brown cap. I forgot to mention the fact that the reason I locked the front door was to make people think Dorsey was gone out of town. When I left the house it was about 3:30 or 4:00 o'clock. I was going toward Taft Robinson's place and I met my brother, Buster Mouton, Willard St., in a borrowed car. He stopped and I ask him where he was going. We went on back to Taft's place and I bought some beer. We then went to Voth, Texas, and went to Neva's Place and drank some beer. Buster Mouton and his wife then left. I stayed at Neva's Place till around 7:00 o'clock and then rode into town with some boy I didn't know. He let me out on Gladys St., and I ran into some follow I didn't know and we bought a pint of whiskey. I met some gal and went out to spend the night. I stayed with her till about 6:00 o'clock and I was drunk. The city officers arrested me that same morning. I stayed in the City Jail till Tuesday and Mrs. R. W. Cobb got me out. I then went over on Forsythe St. and got to drinking with a boy by the name of Otis Fontenot. He then left after we had a bottle of beer. I then met James Cooper and Travis Williams. We got to drinking together. I then told them I had killed a man and had to leave town. They said they didn't believe me. I left them. I later ran into a fellow whom I had never seen before. He ask me to ride a freight train with him to California. I said okay so we caught the train to Houston, San Antonio, El Paso, then on out to Oakland, California. I met a boy from Beaumont, Texas, named Bubba Wheat. He had some money so we started drinking. I don't know where he lives or where he works. I stayed in Oakland, California, about two weeks and then decided to come back to Texas with the intention of going to Winnie, Texas, and hide out. When I got to Galveston, Texas, it was Tuesday, August 30, 1949. I stayed in Galveston, Texas, till I was arrested about 12:00 the same night. * * * I have been shown a sharpshooter by Mr. Russell Bridges of the Sheriff's Department and it is same shovel that I used to dig the grave in which I put Andrew Dorsey. I have also been shown a pine stick sapling by Mr. Bridges and it is the same one I used to hit Andrew Dorsey with. I would like to say that Andrew Dorsey did not...