Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1891-10-22
Very Meager Details.

Very Meager Details.
Not until 10 o'clock, however, was it
possible to obtain details as to the death
of Mr.. Parnell. He died at his home,
Walsingham terrace, Brighton, at 11:3O
p. m. His death is said to have been in
directly due to chill which he caught
last week, and which at first was not
regarded as being of serious nature.
Mr.. Parnell, however, grew worse and a
physician was called in, with the result
that the patient was ordered to take to
his bed. This was on Friday last, and
from that time Mr.. Parnell lost strength
and finally succumbed. The exact
nature Of the disease which caused the
death of the Irish leader is not made
known at present. From the day he
took to his bed, however, the state Of
Mr.. Parnell's health has been such as to
necessitate the constant attendance of
two physicians, but in spite Of their in
cessant and untiring efforts to prolong
or to save his life, Mr.. Parnell gradu-
ally sank lower and lower until he ex-
pred in the arms of his wife.
Mrs. Parnel, who has been completely
devoted to her husband, refusing to
leave his bedside for even an hours rest,
is utterly Frustrated by the shock, and
her physicians are somewhat apprehen-
sive of her condition.
MRS. PARNELL INFORMED.
BoRDENTowN, N. J., Oct. 1.-THE
news of Parnell's death was first made
known to Mrs. Parnell by a reporter
this morning. When the reporter was
announced Mrs. Parnell evidently d.
vined that he had some information re-
lating to Parnell, for she exclaimed:
''What has befallen my SOM"
Seeing that the reporter hesitat ted she
continued:
lis he ill or worse. Has he been shot
or did he shoot himself?
The reporter broke the news to her
as gently as possible, and when he at
last announced that Parnell was dead
the white haired mother reeled back
ward AID fell on the floor.
"Oh, my son! Oh, my good, kind
CHARLES; they have killed you'll" she
shrieked. The scene was heartrending.
She was seized with Mysteries, and by
turns she laughed and wept. "That
viper" she exclaimed after she recov.
cred, pointing long, bony finger at the
house of her half-brother, Edward Stew
art,
THAT VIPER OVER THERE
kept me away from him. He began a
suit for $15, 900 against me to dispossess
me from my home and I spent my all
defending It. When Charles wrote me
asking me whether I needed anything
told him the crops were bringing me in
plenty of money. That cheered him
and it pleased me to say SO, although I
was in poverty. Oh, he was good and
dutiful son apd never neglected me.
Lies, lies, lies. all lies when
they say he refused to provide
for me. I say it is SANDER,
foul SANDER. . The old lady paced up
and down the room sobbing convnl-
sively 1T is Michaelo Davitt and The
Irish Worlds persecutions and politi-
clans that have killed him" she cried.
4 knew this last trouble would be bis
death and to think that I could not be
ACdI A1u DIV dl1 vi dCEOuuU VI GuOS6
vipers. For fifty years I have been try
ing to do something for the Irish
people and my reward is
THE DEATH OF MY CHILDREN
/ have lost three daughters, two
grandsons and now my son. His
DEATH" said she after q moments
pause, has been caused by the perse.
cution of his enemies. ] believe that
as believe that am here at present
Troubles have not come on him singly,
but SO thick and fast that his grand heart
has at last been able to bear no more.
His heart has been broken and that was
the cause Of his heath. In the death OF
my son Ireland has lost her best friend.
No other would have done or cared to
have done 30 much for the people
as he. =
At intervals Mrs. Parnel1's voice was
choked with sobs and in each instance