Chariton courier. (Keytesville, Chariton County, Mo.) 1878-current, 1878-07-06
GRIEF.STRICKEN COUNT.
Romantic Suicide of n French NOblemar
by Drowning In the Thames.

by Drowning In the Thames.
From the London Telegraph, June 15.1
Early on Wednesday morning Count
Aubriet de Pevy, French nobleman,
lately resident in London, committed
suicide in the Thames, at Windsor.
While the military police were patrol
ling the riverside shortly after midnight,
Privates Somerville and Tuck, of the
First battalion Scots Fusilier guards,
found near Hills ferry heap of cloth
ing, neatly arranged, and with a black
bordered mourning envelope pinned to
the coat. The letter bore the words,
ssMy last impressions. To be opened.
Count Aubriet de Pevy." Mr.. Chief
Superintendent Hayes, of the Windsor
borough police, was Immediately in
formed of the occurrence, and instructed
the Humane Society to drag the stream,
but before this could be done the body
of the unfortunate nobleman, attired on
ly in his shirt, drawers, and socks, was
discovered near The Cobbler, east of
Windsor bridge. The corpse was re-
moved to the Anglers Rest, Bier Lane.
With the clothing were found sword
stick, some jewelry, and other articles,
also an envelope containing photographs
of the deceased and his Countess, the
date of the latter's death being written
on the back of the picture. There were
also two visiting cards, one surmounted
by coronet, with the words, ''Aubriet
de Pevy, 4, Albemarle Street, W."
while the other bore the address, stMme.
Aubriet de Pevy, 12A, Cornwall Road,
Westbourne Park" In addition there
was newspaper paragraph, headed,
ssSingular Death of French Countess
in Langham Street." giving details of
the sudden death of the countess, and to
which was attached a verse of poetry,
written in Italian; also piece of paper,
with the following: 'My clothes and
property to be taken to the railway sta
ton, care of the station master" Upon
opening the letter pinned to the coat,
two sheets of note-paper were found,
thus addressed: "Count Aubriet de
Pevy's Last Impressions; at the dispos-
al of any inquest and the press" some
extracts from which are appended:
"Count Aubriet de Pevy's last inn
pressions: have resolved to die. To
be free of this world, which is after all
but an experimental hell, where bad and
good are mixed in disorder, may be
considered blessing. Montaigne says:
What has mankind to complain Of?
If there is only one way of coming into
this world, there are hundred ways of
getting out of it, think one of the
cleanest ways is the water, and there
fore choose it as preferred death-bed.
There is many a spot where L can
plunge in. hope, indeed, for better
world 1 do not fear death, although it
may be disagreeable to our senses. I
take it from higher point of view.
L Al II tod
from the human frame of this world
never to revive again-we are imme-
diately supplied with new body but
more ethereal. 1t has our shape and
! form, is like us, but more beautiful, less
or more, according to what we are
worth. As to the wicked, they bear the
stamp of what they are. This is really
the resurrection, as it ought to be un-
derstood; and we also undergo imme-
diate Judgment, and are sent to the diff
ferent parts of the spiritual world, and
left to ourselves. The good enjoy theirs
at once The wicked are kept under
subsection and severe laws, but there is
always door open for them if they pu-
rify-for God is ever merciful. | leave
the world these simple truths, highly
respecting the founders of many re-
| ligions, and one in particular-Jesus OF
Nazareth. He was well informed
man, who wanted to free his country
from the abuses of priesthood and the
oppression and tyranny of kings and
Cesars of that day."
After some other comments the writer
says:
81 die, therefore, in the firm belief
of being safe-not saved, which is ridic-
ulous Budda also came to die and
save the world centuries before.
Born in rank and fortune, l have yet
undergone many trials, misfortune, i'll
ness, and mental sorrows. The sudden
death of my dear Countess, only %,
handsome, beloved by ali in France and
here, has broken my heart. l loved
her dearly. 1 dare say 1 shall find her.
And now farewell.
"CTE. AUBRIET DE PEvY."
A wedding ring, supposed to be that
of his wife, was found upon one of the
fingers of the unfortunate nobleman,
whose last address is given as "A Lang
ham Street, Portland Place, London.
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