The herald., 1894-06-01

had seen Mrs. Moody at her husbands
grave on numerous occasions. His at
tention was called by q fellow workman,
who said that he thought the lady, who
had just come into the cemetery, was
going to kill herself, as she had re-
volvsr. Mr.. Loomis saw the fash oil the
revolver almost Immediately afterwsrd,
and saw her fall across her husbands
grave.
Undertaken Baylson said that he had
known Mrs. Moody since Captain Moo
dy's death. She had told Mr.. Baylson
that il 1t was not for her little child she
would kill herself.
Gerald Moody OF Sacramento, son OF
Captain Moody, testified that he saw
Mrs. Moody the evening before. She
made the young man promise to bring
up Lorraine, her little daughter, as the
captain had always wanted her reared.
She told him that if he came to the
house yesterday morning to 60 out to
the grave yard and he would find her
dead. The young man suspected some-
thing was wrong and went to the GEM
etery and found that she had killed her
self. Mrs. Moody had left the child in
the cradle alone in the house.
Coroner Gates then read the following
letter, addressed to him. The letters
were found upon her body at the GEM
etery.
To the Coroner:
DEAR sIR:-I die from a shot in the
heart, inflicted by my own hand. i do
beg Of you not to cut my heart out to
examine it. Please don't. And yet one
more favor: The dearest wish of all ia
to be buried by the undertaken who
buried my dear husband and to lie on
the table he lay on. Please, doctor,
grant this much to dead wife who
loved her husband more than life or
heaven. DELLA Moody.
The following note was addressed to
Mr.. Thorp, the undertaken:
DEAR SIR You know you said it
could be possible to have my coffin by
his, go that we may both be buried in
the Same grave, and don't forget whas 1
said, IN case die, about the ring; you
promised. you know. / would like the
set turned out in, and the ring on my
hand. 1t is OF small value. 1t was my
husbands first gift. l thank you for
your words of kindness.
DELLA MOODY"
The ring referred to in the letter was
removed from Captain Moody's finger
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with the request that it be placed upon
her finger when she died. She also
wanted to know II there was room for
her body in the same grave with her
husband.
Other letters were read as follows:
To THOSE Who DRESS Me My clothes
are on the bed, except underwear. The
suit is in the bath room. 1t must be
laundried first. The garters have on
My husband's last present l want on
me. Oh, do try and make me look as
natural as In life, with my hair braided
down my back. On. yes need to be
turned little on my right side. in order
to face my husband. think that is all.
DELLA MOODY.
Mr., WYArT-DEAR SIR:-I wish to
thank you for your kindness and your
kindness for my dead husband. whom |
now go to meet, that we may never
again be separated. l hope you will
agree with me about the stone spoke
OF in Gerald's letter, and trust you will
get as fine one as the money will allow.
1t is his money, if he is dead, and he
deserves it, and many times more.
Nothing is too good for him, is it?
Goodbye in this world.
DELLA MOODY.
By far the most pathetic OF her last
letters is the following, written to the
captains son:
"GERALD WooDy-DEAR SoN:-You
have lifted great burden from my
mind. Teach Lorraine to love her father
as we loved her. Never let her know
how | died. Tell her | died of broken
heart. / would have killed myself
at once but hoped and prayed he
might come back to me. He looked as
if he were only asleep, and not until
Saturday night did lose hope, and then
/ would have ended all had not re-
membered Lorraine. Remember all /
have said. thank you for more than l
can express, and hope you will be ss
good man as your father was, and if
there is a heaven-which believe there
is-you will meet him there. During
the three years we were married never
knew him to do one wrong act. At
home be was kindness itself to me. Ii
he had been as thoughtful Of himself as
he always was to me, he might be liv-
ing today. His every thought was for
my comfort and happiness. He was 30
forgiving that know he would forgive
that drunken man he put out OF the
he was the cause OF your fathers
death. In sickness he was comforting
angel to me; every wish would be
granted before had hardly uttered it.
There are few husbands one half so good
as he was. He was too good to me and
not half good enough to himself. |
loved him too we'll to let him lie in the
cold, deep grave alone. He cannot come