The San Francisco call., 1896-03-29

cusly attacked in her mothers bedroom
yesterday morning by Philip Raymer, a
Malay sailor and ships cook armed with
a razor. She was horribly cut, but made
a brave fight for life and finally escaped
from the room and ran down into the sa-
loon, whereupon the Malay turned the
weapon upon himself and with one slash
across the throat ended his worthless ca
reer. Three-quarters of an hour later his
victim expired in the saloon below from
loss of blood. Her life might have been
saved but no physician could be secured
in time. The motive for the crime was
revenge.
The Meyers occupy the entire building
at the corner mentioned. The second
floor, reached only by a stairway from
Drumm street, was used exclusively for
sleeping apartments, while downstairs in
the saloon and small kitchen adjoining
was passed the family's daily life, the
two daughters assisting when neces-
sary in serving the sailors. at the bar.
The family's responsibility is, however.
unquestioned, and neither the neighbor-
nation has aught to say against the dead
girls good name.
Raymer, with other seafaring men, met
the girls in the saloon. Despite his color,
which won for him the title, 'the Niger"
he took fancy to the blue-eyed maids,
and spent considerable time about the
place. His language, however, was such
that his presence was considered undesir-
able and he was forbidden the house.
Later clothing was missed from the rooms.
One day the Malay was found concealed
under a bed upstairs. The missing gar
ments were found in his room in an ad-
joining boarding house, and on a charge of
petit larceny he was sentenced to three
months in the County Jail. The dead girl
was the principal witness against him, and
when he was released on the 18th uIt. he
swore revenge.
While at the jail Raymer was considered
somewhat crazy, and since his release
he has haunted the corner on which the
Meyers live. The family had heard of his
threats, yet, though fearing him, they con-
tented themselves with watching him and
made no complaint to the police. The
crime is the result.
When discharged from the Jail Raymer
took up his residence at Peter McMahon's s
sailor boardinghous on Drumm and
Commercial streets, where he had already
run up large account. The proprietor,
anxious to get his money, shipped Ray
mer as cook on the whaling schooner
Rosario, and he was to sail this morning.
He did visit the vessel and put the galley
In order, but left without word, and when
next seen his body was lying in its own
blood in Mrs. Meyers bedroom.
This morning after breakfast" said
Clara Meyer, sister of the dead girl, 'sEdla
went upstairs about 1880 o'clock to make
the beds. About twenty minutes later she
came running into the saloon, where
father and were, and fell bleeding to the
floor. She could not speak, but knew
who hao killed her. l asked her, Who
cut you? The nigger? She nodded Yes
several times. She lived three-quarters of
an hour, but we could not get doQor till
Just at the last. Then it was too late."
A survey of the scene of the crime tells
the story. Miss Meyer had been kneeling
before a trunk with her back to the door
when Raymer burst it open. She was in
narrow space between the trunk and bed,
but made hard fight and was severely cut