Unsolved 1911 - Baby (Midland Railway Station) - Luton Murders - Baby Murders - Bedfordshire Murders

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Unsolved 1911 - The case of the body of a female baby that was found in a brown paper parcel in the gardens of the Midland Railway Station in Luton in October 1911.

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In the gardens of Midland Station,
In Luton town, a grim sensation,
A parcel found, mysterious and cold,
Unveiling a tale of heart untold.

Two men, their curiosity awoken,
Approached the package, fear unspoken,
Through iron railings, hands reached in,
To uncover a sorrow, a heinous sin.

Within the folds, a lifeless form,
A baby girl, a soul forlorn,
Wrapped in calico, dusters, and paper,
A tragic tale, where joy would taper.

Debate ensued, from whence it came,
Luton's streets or a train's domain,
The station's edge, where parcel laid,
A haunting question, an answer's shade.

Could it be dropped, from road nearby?
Thrown by hand, not train passing by?
The parcel's presence, not for long,
No dew, no wetness, no night-long throng.

Autopsy revealed the lungs, expanded wide,
Proof of life, before fate's cruel tide,
Born but hours ago, a tender breath,
Innocence lost, a dance with death.

Healthy organs, a life full of hope,
Yet neglected, left to destiny's slope,
Six hours of life, a stolen chance,
Denied the care, denied life's dance.

Compression marks, signs of struggle,
Suffocation's grasp, a deadly snuggle,
Perhaps two hands, held innocence tight,
In darkness and pain, extinguishing light.

Oh, the tragedy of this fragile soul,
Lost in the depths of a sorrowful toll,
May we remember, this innocent child,
Whose life was taken, left unreconciled.

In the gardens of Midland Station,
The echoes of a tragic revelation,
A nameless babe, forever held,
In our hearts, a tale compelled.

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