Evening star., 1894-04-12
| Eff T A W | D O W
James Sabine'S Sudden Death Re-
veals a Pathetic Story.
A WIFE WHO Was UNACKNOWLEDGED
A Marriage Ten Years Ago Kept a
Secret.
A MY STERY OF HIS LIF E

James Sabine, the clerk in the pension
and records division of the adjutant gen.
erals Office who was taken to the Emer-
gency Hospital last evening because he
had taken overdose of morphine, as
published in yesterdays Star, died last
night. Coroner Woodward gave a certifi-
cate of death and the body was prepared
for burial by Undertaken Gawler. 1t is
likely that the remains will be sent to Yer
mont, the late home of the deceased, for
nterment
There is a story in the death. 1t is a
story of mystery and tearc. Although the
Information was given to the hospital au-
thorities that the dead man was unmar,
ried, SL, he leaves ar una Hnacknowledged
wife to mourn him. The Star man
who was sent to the hospital yesterday
afternoon saw this morning in gilt letters
on the directory board of the Metzerott
building the name e. PaStoria Sabine,
that this might be relative of the suicide.
He inquired if the person was a man or a
woman. 1t was woman. and the reporter
was soon rapping on the glass door Of
room No. is on the second floor. 1t was
opened by lady, clad in black, and some
what heavily built. 1t was hard to make
a guess as to her age, for her eyes were
red, swollen, and brimming with tears; her
lps We're quivering despite the fact she
was attempting to conceal this by COM
pressing them. Her hair was slightly out
disordered, through grief She had evident
ly not slept during the night. As she held
the door ajar, The Star man saw that in
one hand, which trembled as if with palsy
she had the clipping from The Star telling
or the suicide. Are you Mrs. Sabine?''
asked the reporter. Yes" said the lady
In broken and trcmulous words, Il am the
wife of James Sabine"
Il hate to infiict myself on you in this
hour of sorrow" sympathetically said the
rerorter, but may 1 ask you few ques-
toEs about the unhappy case"
sit down." said the lady, motionjng the
visitor to an easy chair Then before she
proceeded with her narrative she sobbed
a little. 1t was real, genuine grief AS she
sat with her head resing on the back of
the chair and her eyes closed the reporter
studied her face. The features were those
of a woman of unusual sensibility and re-
hnement. Her nervous temperament was
undergoing a despairing strain. Finally
she got together enough strength to tell
the following story:
Her story.
Il met Mr.. Sabine more than ten years
ago. He was very fond of me- / was very
fond of him. We loved each other with
our whole hearts. On the Sth of March,
1854 we were married at Baltimore by, 1
think, Rev. Dr. John Leyburn, but / will
not be sure of that name. We lived hap
PLY together. We were happily mated.
Sometimes a cloud would come over him
and he would seem to be regretful of some
thing which had occurred in his life prior
TO our union. At the end of two and one
half months he told me pitifully and in
great grief that something had occurred
which would render it impossible that he
should acknowledge to the world that he
was married, something which If he did
would threaten his personal safety.
He said that If l would make no sign or
outcry of grief he would come to me as
long as l should live. but he must not let
the world into his secret. i offered to make
any sacrifice If he would let me share this
secret, and perhaps aid him in the trouble
But he would never tell me. / lived on in
hopes that some day he would, and that the
mystery would be cleared away. Our meet
iEgs after this grew less and less frequent
had not seen him for a long time till
about two weeks ago / saw him on street
He was talking with friend, and feared
to approach him. L did not know whether
he would rebuff me or smile upon me- l
turned round and went to II street On
seeing me he had done the same thing, and
on ii street we met face to face. He was
much changed and broken He looked so
sad and sorrowful. l. too, had changed. l
tried to smile, but waited for him, and he
waited for me, and so We passed. 1t was
sad, so sad
Lock of Hair.
Here emotion overcame the lady and The
Star man withdrew but was called back.
Mrs. Sabine said: IF you could only get
me a photograph or a lock of his hair-I
should treasure it so much" The reporter
telephoned to the hospital and found tha,
the body had been removed to Gawler's un-
dertaking establishment, and there they re-
fused to give up lock of the dead mans
hair without an order from the brother Mr..
John Sabine.
Department under the regime of Postmaster
General Marshall Jewell and in those days
used to read at the receptions given by
Horatio kirg