The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1894-09-19
ALIFE THROWN AWAY
Chantrell, the Bright Son of a
Noble French Family.
he INHERITED EVIL HABITS,
Body OF the Drowned steamb boat Waiter
Reeovsred-A Love Poem Found
In HE Pocket.

The body of C. W. Chanirell. who was
drowned from the steamer Idaho Monday
at the Arlington wharf was recovered
early yesterday morning by the aid of
graphing irons Coroner Horton decided
that death was due to accidental drown
ing, aud the remains were then removed
10 Bonney & Stewards morgne.
Chanlreli had been waiter on Paget
sound steamers for long time and. il is
said, has relatives in Victoria. He came
from a wealthy French family. the home
OF which is in S. Germsin, Paris. For
some eanse not known the dead mans
father came TO British Columbia twenty
one years ago and. according to the story
Of his son. had plenty of opportunities to
have been one OF the wealthiest men ia
Victoria. He drank, however, and on
one night alone Is said to have
spent 5000. The son. who now lies at
the morgue. inherited the desire
for drink and, when he received money
from his mother in France, bis father
having been dead for some time, he never
stopped until II was spent, always in the
same old way. for whisky. About twelve
months ago Chantrell came TO this city
and roomed with Joseph Weinberg at the
Clifton house on South Fifth street. For
the last nine months, or until he got work
q few days ago on the steamer Idaho he
was living on the charity of Mr.. Weinberg.
The latter saw him a few hours before he
was drowned, and at that time Chantrell
said be had good job and intended TO
hold il.
Chantrell was a clever man with the
pen and could make clever sketches. He
also had a mania for poetry and according
TO his friends would repeat verse after
verse at the slightest proyocat:on. Ii is
not positively known that he composed
the following verses that were Jo.ted down
on an envelope found in his pocket, but
the presumption Is that he did:
LOVE, TO H. Oh
May %. 1884
Deep IN the morning depths
Iswore I'd drown your face,
on love OF mine
All clad in yellow hue
So fair TO see,
You crouched within my cups
And iaughed al me.
Twice DER a learned page
turned and 10 see,
For could not forget the love
i lost,
All stern and ROBBED in gloom
You read IL, too.
Ieould not see the words.
/ saw only you.
Within the hungry chase
thought 10 XIII
You, love, who hunted thus
Without my will.
But in the gentle gaze
Your eyes disarmed NV hand
And shook my spear
Beueatn a maids dark lash,
Iswore you'd drown,
Sink I'm the laughing blue,
Give in, go down.
But mol while bathing there
Right joyously,
Out from your liquid eyes
You laughed AT me.
Among the letters found on Chantreli's
body was one with black border, inform
ing him that his brother Tennyson had
died of commissions, and that the funeral
services would be- held May g. Following
this was q half-page of printed matter
naming the members of the family and
relatives.
1t appears that there had been trouble
In the family, for the drowned man wrote
letter to his mother, in which he spoke
harshiy of has brother Tennyson before
the latter's death. This called forth a let
ter of remonstrance from his mother after
that event, which occurred on May @, IN
which she said "Tennyson died uncon-
scious of your cruel words. and under the
belief did not know of your whereabouts
The remainder of the letter referred to the
lie OF Tennyson, and how he had thrown
his life away.
, On August Q last Chantrell wrote a let
ter TO his mother, in which he complained
of not hearing from home, and said that
he had been expecting money. He was in
destitute circumstances, broken down
physically and ready to go home. In az
fectionste terms he speaks of his brother
Tennyson.
No arrangements have been made for the
disposal of the body.