Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-12-22
HE WAS NOT JILTED.

lTH1sduelpIla freSS.
The suicide at Reading on Wednesday of
Alferd G. Machemer, the young farmer, was
of rather a remarkable character. He left
a statement in which he directed the minut-
est details of his funeral. About a year
ago Machemer paid attentions to a rich
young country maiden, but through a low
er's quarrel they separated. On Tuesday
Machemer, who in the meantime had be-
come entirely reconciled, went to a neigh
boring mill on business. While there he met
several irdiscreet young acquaintance, who
tainted him in regard to the separation,
and they declared that the young man had
been Tilted. This greatly exercised young
Machemer, and he promptly resolved to
ascertain whether or not the young lady
had boosted that she had thrown him over.
He drove home, told his father he would be
absent for several hours, and then drove
away again. He returned about $50 in
the evening and went to his bedroom. As
was his nightly custom, he knelt down and
prayed in tone of voice loud enough to
be heard by his two sisters, who were in an
adjoining bedroom. His prayer was a
general one, the same as he
usually offered. He appeared very calm and
cool. After breakfast the following morning
he took shotgun, went into a wagon shed
near the barn, drew out the ramrod, placed
the butt end of the gun on the ground
with the muzzle pointing to his breast,
leaned over, and, with the ramrod in his
right hand, he pushed the trigger, and the
entire load of shot penetrated his breast
near the neck. He dropped back dead
almost instantly. The deceased's memo
randum-book was found in the corn-crib,
and, covering eight pages, us his last
statement. The statement read as follows:
Here you can see what trouble untruth
will lead to. It is hard to do as have
done, but could not help it. My trouble
was great grief upon me. I went to
see whether the report was truth or not.
They said it was true, but said it was not
true. Last evening, Tuesday, when I came
home from where I had gone to see
about the report, I went right to bed. I
then saw two bright angels sitting on my
Jed, and then they rose up and said:
Come, come, and it shall be we'll with
thee" could not sleep. This, Wednes-
day, morning 1 bought powder to shoot
myself. 1t is the best thing can do, be-
cause of the hard lying on me. cannot
stand it.
Father and mother, sisters and broth
ers, don't trouble yourselves for me. It is
just as say, what they report is not true.
hope you will hold my funeral nice.
Father, give my team to my sisters, and
they shall own it as long as they want.
Father and sisters, you do right to me
as much as you can. I hope you will live
long and we'll.
The following boys shall dig my grave:
Solomon Rothermel, Oscar Smith, David
Hester, and Joel Schaeffer. Pastor Han
sicker shall preach. Daniel Saul shall
give out the hymn.
Miss Hattie Rothermel, Hiss Hettie Heff-
ner, Miss Mary Boyer, and Miss Fannie
Schucker shall sing at the house 'Safe in
the arms of Jesus" I want then to be
taken to the hearse, thence to the church,
pulpit. After the sermon the girls shall
rise and, with Mr.. Saul, shall sing 81 want
to be an angel" They shall then take me
to the grave, and when it is closed, they
shall sing the long metre doxology. All
shall then go to my fathers house. I hope
all will do as say, because all were my
good friends.
am now going to heaven above where
all is love, there'n be no parting there.
Father, keep on farming. Don't stop.
I hope another young fellow will take my
place to do my work on the farm, and I
hope, sisters, you will tend to your father
as long as you live.
Now, I will stop and shoot myself right
away.
Good bye to you all, now am going to
heaven. That is what untruth will do. If
the report was true I would not kill my
self. Truth is always the best.
Our Father, who art in heaven.