The New York herald., 1878-03-01
THE MURDERER'S SUICIDE

SOME OF THE PAPERS FOUND IN THE CELL
OF HEINRICH wAHLEN, THE CENTENNIAL
MURDERER.
NoRRIsrows, Pa, Feb. 2Y. 1878.
It now appears that heinrich wahlen, the Centen-
nial murderer. did leave beuind him confession
smoug the papers that found his cell after his
determined suicide, as recited In the HERALD. A
document written In English as follows, uerbdtim
ct hteratim:-
CURSE
Ny las, Breath Curse OF God this Building
a Curse oi God on his Begsers tyrants-trateurs
How can you seek Pleasure when you destroy other
fellow creatures souls7 nave prayed to our Father
In Heaven that my Spirit snall hunt you, make you
known wath you do Destroying souls. On my Heart
rest a eternal Curse OF God on all persons who
have murdered me. II the ume is arriv-
Ing that living Beings. fellow beings. in
nose ss Ssns Rssn Res to ssfy ss' Morn. doy s
Support Of others tyranny, whc swelling in Enjoy
menls tor the Pain OF Earthly pleasure. Then
surely the destructive hand OF our Creator, the Wrath
God tbe Aim ghiy ought to arrive aud give justice
to the Malallers ke Sodom and Gomsrrha. have
suffered inuoccnty. Remember shat you mus dio
thai you superior being as others that all
have been created IN Egaty, that one does not pos
you ali are made from Dust and must
To Dust. Remember In Assurance that
then what VIII the Harvest be. Live ON, live In
pleasure I'LL the harvester calls you Halt, and cut
you away from this World And make you know your
iale. Remember my Plea. You have put mo TO
Death lnnocenty. You have shut me up In this most
ever being place OF Dcsolation-have destroy cd my
Lie ana IN what state my soul arrives boorc God you
have answer Surely Will the heavenly Father call
on you for -. EDJoy in Earthly pleasure while you
60 prepare eternal Doom. An eternal Curse oil God
was my last thought on you Infamous Cyxns coming.
PRETENDED NoBLEMAN
During his adventurous life Heinrich Wahlen, II
such wan his name, at one time assumed the titles and
pretonsions OF o nobIcman He had been a sailor, and
returned to England from South Airica In 1875 with
large sum Of money. Then according to his own
statements In an account Of his iifo given 10 the
Warden time before his death, Wahlen travelled
on the Continent induging in extravagancc and diss-
patton. and passing himself off as gentleman of
title. IL was probably 10 Of tho friends or ac-
quaintanoes he made At this time that the following
letter was written. 1t is in French dated four days
before the suicide, ana addressed 10 IN. Lc Duo De
Beaufort Brussels" Translated into English 1t is -
tollows:-
"FREScHy" LxrrER
MONTGOMERY COUNTY PRISON, I
NoKRIsTowN, Feb 49, 1878
MY DEAR FRrEND-I beg you not TO be surprised At
those lines send yon But Il they should hurI you
10 excellent 10 recall th, affected spirit and which we
consumed 80 often In company. In order 10 come
smoothly, must lot you see my trouble ss iol-
lows:-You must reflect that tnere is nothing i'm
possible upon Garth. l, your dear Charles, have
separated from my fatherland and from my family
am hcre condemned to die. Only believe me, | am
my present position. Probably # my health aud
nerves will stand 1t shall have a new trial. Affairs
certainly will change That is to say 1t cannot fail
will certainly be brought before justice. Unfortunate
| ly hnd myself without cent: even without means
| 10 pay for tho expenses OF tho court ! wanted TO
write to nobody at present. and is very hard 70. mo
10 write you this time. As you have
| heard nothing from mo for long time,
cannot be silent now. But If was In good health
would say more OF my scrrowiu position. am not
| very we'll have boen seriously sick, and am not
yet quito right also wanted 10 tell you whore have
been since leaving. but cannot do so now. hope 20
| write you another Time. am writing by candle
| light in my cell, having much headache and more
| sorrow. My senses have boon lost In the past-ost
In love-in those happy moments which cannot for
get. For instance, our happy time vt Pars--Jardin
Mabe. Cai6 Dore, tho g6od ana beautiful ladies' ut
the B,rrere des Antin, veuve Cnquot, Can-Can,
hear the striking OF boil IN u neighboring cnurcn.
! count ono two &C., and now 1t Is eleven. II 10
eleven O'Clock 10 the evening Ny eyes are nearly
closed, my hands tremble nervousy; above all I am
called to bed not TO sleep, ouy TO rest. There and
still q little moro and shall finish. Good night, my
dear Alfred. Good night, sleep we'll. Think OF your
Tell hor that often think OF her, that often dream
OF beloved Eugenie my very dear Eugenic, how
II would do me good il you would be sometimes with
mo In my misery Only, az this cannot DO, good
night! Give my snccrcst greetings TO all Do not
think evil Of your dear Charles. A little ana
shall have finished. II was vol would write to you
about my and the news therefrom, but In the
future that shall not be missed Tnen dear friend,
LOOK little my present state am locked up he 70
In prison among strangers all by myself They take
good care OF me- My warden is a man with good
| heart Ho does do all he can for me- For instance
my nourishmcnt is excellent ana tho little iy
| not so bad; only am alone. On account Of my DO
rangemont shall cease. There, that Is all Go0dby
| my beloved one. Ii wo cannot enjoy ourselves on
| this Garth here-Goodby, goodby. II must die SO
young, my iove for fo, and for all that is beautiua
cut when just beginning TO offer lis beauty Ont
Obi Goodbyl weep. Receive tho most snocre
| greetings oil thy II.
p 81 shall writc more another time.