Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1870-08-03
MANS IEALousY.
Womaa's F~eIIy-Divsree by SaIeIds-A
Sad Stery.

In a fit of drunken jealousy superin-
duced, it is said, by whisky, beer and an
over-exeited Imagination, a young man
named Meyer put a pistol To nus mead and
succeeded. night before last, at James
Park, in blowing out q share OF his brains.
The poor fellow, when senselses, still
called upon his wife, who refused to sp-
proach him. The story is a sad one in all
its incidents and details. Mr.. Meyer was
ayoung Toan of many kindly qualities n
generous traits. He loved his wife, ourin-
fornant tells us. very tenderiy. In faet,he
was perhaps exacting and because his
wife, a book binder, was necessarily alb
from their lodging place, he be-
came, perhaps, somewhat jeal-
Gus. There is no evidence that there
WAS any just basis for this suspicion OF
the wife's integrity, but Meyer brooded
over il; lager ministered to mel
ancholY whisky maddened the unhappy
man and, wihen he forbade the appear
snce of Fraulein at the iron-mOulder5'
picnic, and she violated his injunctions,
and harsh words were uttered, poor Meyer,
exasperated and intoxicated, struck the
woman he loved perhaps, too we'll. BE de-
served death that ne struck a woman but
the insanity of his devotion furnishes a
partial apology for the act, and in her
eyes the great outrage surely must
be almost venial. Humiliated by
his own unworthy conduct, and,
conceiving himself betrayed by the
woman he loved, Meyers future must
have beer very dark as il was spread ORF
before his whisk y-ciouded vision. hen
there was the demon of jealousy that gave
the sharpest psngs to Meyers griefs, and
none may be amazed that the wretched
man put a period 20 his existence. He
was not wholly depraved. He was GER
tainly nc murderer in his INSTINCTS. Re-
venge was not the strongest as it is the
basest Of brutal passions. He not only
failed to destroy, but did not even at
tempt TO murder the wretehed woman
whose whole character and purposes
he may have misconceiyed. II
there be nothing 20 commend or
admire in his conduct, there are
incidents which We must approve,
and if his crime must be condemned, his
Weaknesses appeal to our pity. We may
dospise but cannot turn away in horror
from the suicide, as when we contemplate
with ~shuddering disgust the detestable
character u conduct of that hell-bOrn
murder two helpless women.
Meyer found his wife dancing at the
picnic Wednesday evening with a bar
keeper employed by Johnny Thompson.
He is SAID to be a gay, dashing young
gentleman, the very ''gtdsS of fashion,"
Win all those "Sllning" Qualities
of physiognomy calculated TO turn
a weak woman's head and craze
a poor jealous fellow like Meyer.
Franklein couldn't resist the destinations
ofthe Knight of the COrk-screw, and the
husbands iniunetions were violated. It
thus happens that Meyer was victimized
by whisky; the woman, by the great
ambassador, agent and impersonatiOn of
Tanglefoot. It's no wonder that the pair
went under. Ewes temptation wasn't a
circumstance, unless the apples were dis
titled, of which there is no recorded evil
dence. In truth, it is the old story: Love;
.Infidelity, jealousy, Rage, Murder, De
spair. Death-a tragedy in seven ghast-
ly acts. 1t Is not strange that b wife
widowed by the husbands hand refused
to witness the last agonies of the dying
victim of her folly or of her careless indif-
ference to his e-xtravsgant protestatiOns
of love. Surely the woman never once
contemplated the results of her indi1fer-
ence, and surely no one could have antic-
ipated such an absurd course on the part
of the decedent. His last words uttered
in vain, SO the story goes, were prayers
for his wife. She refused to see him. He
died, as we were informed, yesterday
morning, having survived his death
wound six hours.