Daily Republican., 1878-11-26
A DELlBERATE SUICIDE.
Found Dead In the lSoorway-A
Letter 10 the COrOneP--A Victim "a
the 2caly Contractors.

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Coroner Butz was notified this morn
ing, that Joab Clond had committed
suicide on the Logan House porch, Mid
die depot Of the City Railway, cornell
Of Delaware avenue and DUPONT street
Deceased was a stone mason by trade
and worked for Mr.. Philip P. Tyre, unit
some months ago, when work becoming
scarce, he was laid of.
He is supposed to he single man
aged about sixty-seven years, and wa.
sober and industrious. Having moth
ing 70 do, and not being blessed with
large share Of this worlds goods, tn.
fear Of destitution is supposed to hav,
led him to take this rash step.
He has been boarding at the hots
since April l4th, 1877. He was founc
about 2 o'clock this morning by Mr.. W!
Il. Bidwell, watchman at the mddl,
depot, who was attracted to the seen,
by the barking of several dogs. H,
, saw the body OF man lying on the ho
tel porch, and at once notified Mr.. Chas
Stout, one Of the car drivers who imme
diately hurried into the city and mott.
fed the police Of the fact. This wa.
about hal past 2 o'clock. He was still
breathing at 4 o'clock but totally un-
conscious. A boy named John Shot.
was examined and testified that Cloud
was very restless on Monday morning
and left the house shortly after break
fast and he did not see him until this
morning when he was lying dead on
the porch.
Mr.. and Mrs. Drummer, the landlord
and his wife, testified to the good charac-
ter and sober habits of deceased and
that he always paid his board. They
did not notice anything wrong about
him only that he seemed worried about
not being able to get work.
DR.. Ogle testified that he had probed
the wound, and that it was an. ugly
one, on the right side of the head about
the ear. 1t had been made by the pistol
being placed close up against the head
The pistol used in committing the rash
deed was single barrel self cooking
one.
The deceased had in his posse ssion
on being searched by the Coroner, a
pair of spectacles, four bladed pock ct
knife, pocket book containing 2silver
quarters and two ten cent peces and
the following letter addressed to the
Coroner:
To THE CoRoNER.--Knowing that you
are the official that presides over such
cases as this, and in order that n jury
may have no hesitation in making a
verdict as to how | came unnaturally
to the end of my existence, | deem it
necessary to write this little obituary,
informing you that have conts,np plated
sending a bullet through my brain,
and winding up my earthly career on
the shores of time, and embarking on
the ocean of eternity. And when you
find a bullet hole in my head you
need not hesitate to say the man is
surely dead. am now going hard on
67 years of age. might almost say
three score ard ten, and no other
means for living than hard work, and
can not get that more than half the
time, aud that at the reduced prices |
can not keep soul and body together
now in this age of infirmities and am
not going to cast myself on the cold
charities of this world.
have had a rather wearisome life,
going about fromapillar to Lost through
all the various vicisitudes of misfortune,
such as sickness and broken legs,
losses and disappointments. One hun
dred dollars would not begin to pay
me to-day for what have lost working
for scaly contractors. The little lost
would be considerable to me- now. |
will say no NOR" of the past, only that
| have been sadly sore and worse, came
up to the fighting winds of desolation,
with little education, no property, no
trade only as worked my way into
stone masoning and cutting after was
twenty-one years of age, and as ! don't
feel able to run in competition with all
that are going about following the same
kind of business, have made up my
mind that time, with me has ripened
nigh unto the end. | have no other
hope only in the silent realms of ever
lasting sleep, or that sleep which
knows no wakening. | am now going
to close the last scene Oh this stage of
action, and consign myself to oblivious
tomb, and be forgotten to things of
earth.
No slab or stone will mark my last rest
ing place. In the language OF Burns:
mo marble bust or stori,d urn,"
but the winds will whistle requiem
over my dead memory; the rustling of
the leaves and the sighing in the
breeze will only be in keeping with the
spirits that will communicate with
mine.
And as pass DER deaths dark river,
With all its horrors and Its turbulent
waters;
May kind spirits be on hand to deliver,
And assist me to more gentle quarters.
You need not care about enquiring
for relatives, as don't consider there
is any that will care anything about
ne. Put me in box and bury me in
he most convenient place. don't care
f it is on the highway, so there is no
,tak. driven through my body. The
nan that would thus disgrace my body
.fter | was dead | would hannt him
lot only through time, but | would
yist him in the heights of his torments ,
n the midst of the damned. {
My trunk and contents and old car I
,et sack, and box of stone cutting and I
nasons tools ar. worth something. Stone t
utters know best about the worth of I
ools. Perhaps I'runer will have the $
irst claim on them as | will he owing I
lin since the sixteenth of November. a
Iow, farewell to the trials and turmoils
t earth; farewell to the hills and val i.
avs; and lastly farewell to all the peo- :