St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-10-25
he CUT HIS THROAT.
Mat KIinkept Fails to Have
His Wanton Loye Re-
Quilted.
He Writes His Cousin, Mrs.
Erpelding, a Fond Fare
well.
Judge Elliott Takes a Turn
at explaining" Certain
Things.
News Of the Politieians--Law-
Ter and Shearman To-
night.
DEMOCRATS. REGISTER TODAY

Mat klinkert, helper in the Dia-
mond foundry, committed suicide yes
terday afternoon, and demonstrated that
he was man of artistic taste in the
manner he did it. Mat KlinkerL was
cousin to Mrs. Erpelding. whose hus-
band shot himself Friday afternoon,
and though the former was more dia-
Dollcai in the method he put to practice
in killing himself, it was evident that
he was emulatiDg his ill-fated relative
when he committed the deed. KIinkert
was German, thirty=five years of age.
and bachelor. He lived in little
room over restaurant kept by French
man at 2l1 Twentieth avenue north.
Klinkert had been drinking for sew
eral weeks. and Tor the past week had
been Idle. the better no doubt to enjoy
his debaucheries. Yesterday morning
the foreman of the foundry met him on
the Twentieth avenue bridge and asked
him If he intended to come back to work
soon. The reply he got from the be-
fuddled kiinkert was:
ppm not ready quite yet. | some
more fun must have before | work.
In the afternoon. after taking his din
ner at the little French restaurant.
klinkert went up stairs % his room. He
was pretty well unUrr LII. Influence of
liquor and staggered as ~ Gassed
: through the door of his bedro,-i. 1t
was supposed he had gone to bed la sleep
off the effects of the liquor, and conSe-
quently no attention was paid to his alb
Sence. About o'clock. however. a
member OF the household found it neceS-
Sary to open the door of Klinkert;s bed
room. The sight presented was enough
to drive an ordinary person insane.
On the floor lay Klinkert. gbastIy,
bloody corpse. His head was nearly
! severed from his body by Jagged and
terrible cut. The wound had been made
with an ordinary penknife, rusted and
old. So determined had been the in
tent of the man to die that he had re-
peatedly plunged the blade of the knife
in his bleeding throat. The arteries of
one of his wrists were severed,
and the blood had flowed from
the many wounds in a perfect tor
rent. The right hand clutched the
handle of the knife, and when Klinkert
was found one arm was Oh level with
his head and the rusty blade was up to
the handle in his throat. There was a
large pool of blood on the carpet, and
the cOyerlet of the bed was Streaked
with crimson. A little stream of the
fluid trickled down the side and formed
a cl0tted pool. When the coroner ar-
rived the room resembled a slaughter
pen.
The coroner decided an inquest was
! unnecessary. That the case was one of
! suicide was selt-evident. Klinkert was
| supposed to have been suffering from a
mild form Of dementia SuDerinduced bv
alcoholism. 1t was learned. however,
that it was all a case of loye-unre-
! Quilted love. Klinkert had been in love
with his cousin. Mrs. Erpelding, long
! before she became the wife of the man
who committed suicide last Friday. But
| she would have none OF him. and
kilnkert was in a sad state of mind. He
had partially for often his great grief
when the tragedy connected with his
cousins life was made public through
the newspapers. 1t hurt him to see her
name brought before the eyes of every
reader, and he endeaYored to drown his
| sorrow in the flowing bowl. How we'll
he succeeded is shown in the event of
! yesterday.
A letter was found on table in the
| little room over the French restaurant.
! 1t was written in German and badly
| spelled. Still, it was eloquent, for it
told OF a love that had sm0uidered ana
! finally burst into q flame that con-
Sumed. The letter was to Mrs. Erpeld-
| ing, and informed her that the writer
would be dead when she received the
| letter. He babe her farewell, a long
! farewell, and signed his name. Then
| he cut his throat. So far as known,
| hIlnkert had no relative in the city 9TH
| er than Mrs ErpeIding.