Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-12-25
MET AT THE MORGUE.
Frank Montague and Mrs. Mary Wal
lace Lying Side bySide
BOTH HAVE THEIR NECKS BROKEN.
The One an Old Soldier and the Other the
Wife of Veteran.
HAPPY AND SAD LIVES SEEN BY BOTH

The remains of two people, whose lives
in many respects have run in similar chan
nels, will be laid to rest in the Allegheny
Cemetery to-day. Theirs will be quiet
funerals, and but few mourners will follow
the biers to the grave.
One is an old soldier, the other the wife
of a veteran. The former, Frank Montague,
was familiar parsonage to all the older
men of the town. Pittsburg had been his
lifelong home. He came of good parents.
Early in life he started to work and none
was more industrious than he. When the
Neptune Volunteer Fire Company was or
ganized Frank Montague was among the
first to offer his services. There with Alder
man McKenna he served, only severing his
connection when the Neptune was merged
into No. Engine Company, and the men
commenced to receive pay for their services.
When the war broke out, Montague went
to the front as a member of Company d,
Slxty-third Pennsylvania Volunteers. He
served until the end of the Rebellion.
Superintendent Robert McAdams, of the
Pittsburg Market, was his commander, and
John Harvey, the market house constable,
was his captain. They have taken charge
of the old mans remains MI. McAdams
saws:
Montague a Brave Soldier.
Montague was not tissue paper SOL
dier but fought like the true and the
brave" Montague would never apply for
pension, though for several years past he
had often seen the day when he did not
know where he would lay his head. He
was a married man, but his wife has been
dead for several years. The family is scat
tered, no one knows where. The only re
lation about this part of the country is
James, a brother. He lives at Homestead
and was a loser in the recent strike. Fun
eral services will be held at the morgue
chapel this afternoon. They will be con-
Quoted by Grand Army of the Republic
men.
How Montague lost his life has been
stated before. Thursday morning he was
walking on the Panhandle trestle over the
Baltimore and Ohio tracks. He made
misstep, falling to the ground, breaking his
neck.
Mrs. Mary c. Wallace is the other I'M
fortunate, who will to-day be laid beside
her husband. In many respects her life has
run along the same channels as Montague's
A fall Friday morning broke her neck. She,
like Montague, lay at the morgue nearly the
whole day before she was identified.
Lives That Were Similar.
Her husband was Joseph Wallace, who
passed through the bitter struggles of the
late war. He came home with broken
health, but record for bravery won on the
battlefield. He soon died and since then
but few roses had been strewn along the
pathway of Mary Wallace's life.
A week ago she was employed to care for
a suite of offices on Fourth avenue. Fri
day morning she finished her work and
started downstairs to the street Her foot
slipped and she fell head first, breaking her
neck. Her remains Friday evening were
identified by her brother, W. H. Barn
dollar, of Allegheny. She was taken there
yesterday. In the morgue her body and
Montague's laid side by side, and many
people dropped in to see the two who had
become friends in death. -