The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1894-10-16
Full Particulars Concerning the
American Consul's Demise.
REMAINED AT HIS POST.
HE DID HIS DUTY TO THE
! END.
Pathetic Recital of the Close of n
Brave Mans Career-HonOrs to
His MemOry-Mrs. Pollock Has
Been Stricken with the Yellow Fee
yer.

/ Up to the present time, the host of
friends of the late Alexander Lyon Pol
! lock have waited in vain for details
concerning that gentleman's wholly
unexpected death while acting as
United States consul at San Salvador.
! The particulars came to hand yester-
day in a Letter from Mrs. Pollock to
! her brother-in-faw, Mr.. Frederick
| Lyon, of this city 1t is dated Septem-
| Der IS, at San Salvador, and contains
the tributes of the press of that city to
the memory of the deceased, as we'll as
the expressions of sympathy from
officials and prominent citizens.
All the information at hand shows
clearly that Mr.. Pollock remained at
his post of duty in the face of death
and died a martyr.
| Through all the trying situations that
arose over the Ezeta affair, Consul
| Pollock discharged his duties in a man
ner that reflected great credit upon
his government and his course after
wards obtained legal sanction.
| Before the complications arising from
that matter had been cleared away. the
| yellow fever broke out in San Saliva
dor and all who could flee from the
plague did so. Mr.. Pollock had his
family removed to place of safety
and then without thought for him
self, returned to his post, and while in
the performance of his important
duties, was stricken with the fever. His
constitution had been weakened by
/ wound received on the battle field in
! the defense of his country, and this
materially lessened his chances of re-
covery. After lingering a few days, he
| passed peacefully away, and his worn
out body was laid ait rest, wrapped in
the flag that was so dear to him.
| There was something pathetic about
Mr.. Pollock's death. He left Salt Lake
city for San Salvador full of hope and
spirits, and had only entered upon
career that was full of promise
when he was cut down almost without
a warning. Although he died a stranger
| in a strange land, his life there had
been such that the government paid the
highest honors to his memory.
Mrs. Pollock's letter is the expression
of one crushed with sorrow. She says
in part:
| of my home and my clothes have been
burned and there is no risk to you at
all, sit down at the English consulate
| to write to you I have not the strength
! to write to EACH SO send this to Fred,
and he may read it to my friends.
YER broke out in San Salvador and
Alex begged me to go home. 1 could
not leave him, but found a fuca to-
high up for the plague to leave and
went to our beautiful home with my
children. Alex would not forsake his
post but came UP every Saturday and
had no fear of the plague. Last Sat
urday he came out with John, who had
been with him for a few days. We
were all happy that night; Sunday was
a happy day too, but Alex was very
quiet. On Monday morning, as he rode
off, he said his stomach troubled him
a little. He reached San Salvador two
hours later, and went to the consulate,
where he was at once stricken and I'M
able to be moved. They wired to me,
but only got the message on Wednes-
day, and was with him i'm two hours.
1t was then a light case, and he had
no idea what 1T was or that he was so
ILL., We were quarantined at once, but
one good American shut himself up
his wife, who has been a sis
ter to me. Saturday night. while
not alarmed, called consultation of
three of the best doctors that can be
found.
"They gave me hopes. but said he was
| worse, and while he knew us. he for
tunately did not realize his condition
We called in fourth doctor and two
medical students to nurse him. BY
this time the doctors had little hope
but he drank so much milk and had so
much strength that / could not give
him up. They could not bar the doors.
1.-The Americans, English and Ger
mans and some natives rushed in to
help me put him into hot baths. and
in one the breath left his body. but
they brought him back again and he
breathed until Monday at 9 a. m
But it was to be. The hot baths, the
oxygen. the teaches on his head the
ice at his brain, the prayers of the
people-nothing could save him
ALEX died in a coma. He slept his
life away. No word about his bust
ness, but [ am with people who are
human and you need not worry. We
shall suffer for nothing. I will attend
to his business matters at once. so i'm
case anything happens to me. my chill
/ dren will not be stranded The Eng
lish consul has only now gone to the
fiuca to tell my children, fearing the
news would reach them even before he
got there
On Sept. 10 Mrs. Pollock resumed
her letter writing, as follows:
ALEX was buried at D. M. Monday
the day he died. A low mob of COM
mon people surrounded the doors
shouting, Go for the police and dump
him as they would one of us But. no.
he is a consul and must be buried with
Ihonors
'On the other hand. not only the
American people, but the English, Ger
mans and also the higher natives
rushed in and helped The Americans
were to him as a brother
"a vault was bought and then he was
wrapped in the dear old glory; the flag
THAT protected us through the revolu-
ton here, has gone to the grave with
him. The floral offerings were numer<
lous. The consulate was draped in
mourning, while the flag f1oated at
half mast. At p. m. the hearse and
carriages came to the door, and by
order of the president, 800 soldiers and
two bands passed the door, They
saluted, changed arms and the bands
played the national air of Salvador and
that of America The scene was most
impressive. The bands and military
followed us to the grave. playing the
funeral march Ladies' do not go to
the cemetery here, but running the risk
of all remarks. l followed him to his
last resting place and Mrs Campbell
would net let me go alone. The streets
were lined with people, and it was one
lof the largest funerals ever held here.
This does not make my grief lighter,
but 1t may be a comfort to his child
4 rem in after years. The consular flags
and those of the government are at
half mast.
"There was no minister to offer a
prayer at the grave of the dead; the
vice-consul lad to read the service,
but he broke down and the English
consul, faithful to the last with sobs,
finished it, When all was over salute
was fired"
! Mrs. Pollock is anxious to have the
remains of her husband brought home
\ and as there were no RELIGIOUS services