The morning call., 1891-04-04
sUICIDED FROM GRIEF.
Bereft of His Wife, Wyoming Man She
Himself on His Wife's Grave.

Bereft ofHis Wife, Wyoming Man Shoots
Himself on His Wife's Grave.
A young girl with singularly attractive
face, but wearing very saddened express
sion, sat in the Union Depot yesterday alter
noon, waiting for a Western train. Her
name was Nellie Hendricks, and she hailed
from New Hampshire. She was going West
again to settle up the estate OF her oldest
brother, having a few days ago seen the
bodies of himself and wife deposited in an
Eastern grave. She was taking the younger
brother with her to help in the work, says
the PlttSburg Dispatch. The dead one had
met his fate by his own hand. under pecu-
liaTly distressing circums Instances, and the
poor sister had not yet recovered firm The
shock.
Six years since George Hendricks with
his young wife went West ana located on
ranch some miles in the interior of Wyo-
ming from Rawlins Station, on the Union
Pacific road. He thriVed i'll the cattle bust
ness, and every fall came East TO sell off his
stock. Last August his wife died, and
feeling very lonesome in the wilderness he
sent Tor his sister Nellie to keep him com
pany. Nellie gladly and willingly re-
sponded, and went TO spend the winter
with her brother on the ranch. She found
him on her arrival waiting for her at Raw
Inns Station, but he was sad and detected.
He tried to smile, but like sunbeam
chased by black cloud, it passed away into
look of despair. The sister tried TO cheer
up her brother, but the loss of his wife
proved so on his mind that to relieve his
sorrow he took 10 drinking. Nellie rea-
sOned with him in vain, but he went from
bad TO worse.
One day he disappeared and she never
saw him alive again. She looked aud
watched for his coming, and the farm hands
secured the country for miles around with
out hndlng trace OF the missing brother.
About week after his disappearance she
had dream. she thought she saw her
brother lying on the grave Of his wife with
a bullet hole in his temple. The phantaSm
was so real as to awake her, and she sat up
trembling. She tried to sleep again, but the
horrible picture was constantly before her.
Next morning she was III bright and early,
and putting on sn0w-ShGes, she went
with TWO of the hands to the grave
of the wife. 1t was on a little knoll
not far from the house. She ordered
the men to clear away the snow, and there
sure enough was the body of her brother
George. A revolver lay by his side, and
the ground was covered with frozen blood.
His sorrow had driven him to suicide. and
he had committed the rash act over the last
resting place of the one he loved best.
Nellie tainted at the sight, but the men
rubbed her face and temples with SNOW,
and she soon recovered physical strength.
and with it her cOmposure. The body was
well preserved, and she decided to take both
wife and husband home to New Hampshire
for burial. The budes passed through
PIttsbCrg several weeks ago. but it was one
Of the many things that are bound to escape
the vigilance of reporters.
Yesterday Nellie, vita her younger
brother, passed through the city on the way
to the ranch. They intend to sell the prop
eTty and return to the East