San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1896-09-20
HIS HAPPIEST MOMENT.
] h. CALVERT DIED AS HE LIVED,
GAME TO THE LAST.
Thrown Out in the Cold World Without
Money and Without Friends He
Took Dose of Morphine to
End His Troubles.

led to the self destruction OF ]. H.
Calvert.
Until a few days ago Calvert
was employed as drummer for a
local grain firm, but his services
were dispensed with on account OF
dull business.
He was last seen on the streets
Friday night by Officer Gulwest.
He was drinking and the officer
took him to his room in the Grand
Avenue hotel, 4l6 Grand avenue,
where Calvert had been boarding
the past few months. Calvert did
not take supper Friday night and
remained in bed all day yesterday.
Yesterday morning as he was
called, he said he would not go to
work and did not care for any
breakfast. He was left I'M
disturbed until last evening about
z O'clock, when Mr.. Lynch, one of
the boarders, was about to bring
him cup of tea. On opening the
door Of Calvert's room, which was
on the second floor, Mr.. Lynch saw
him in the bed apparently asleep.
He tried to arouse him, but failed.
Deaths seal was surely upon him.
Turning to table he saw a NOR
phine bottle, its contents gone, and
the thought of suicide at once
flashed across his mind.
He notified Mrs. Duffey, the pro.
prietress, and Coroner Devine was
sent for. The morphine bottle and
a note book were found on the ia
BILE, which the coroner took posses
sion.of.
Deceased was about so years of
age and had lived in San Antonio
about four years. He was not
married, a bachelor, and his former
occupation is said to have been
that of druggist. 1t is not known
whether he has any relatives.
In the note book found on the
table he lhad written a few lines,
an extracAof which is as follows:
Shave been working for Nc
Cardle & PeAdleton, grain dealers,
corner OF E\soya and Crockett
streets, since August l, 1896. Dis
charged on 81 ptember II on &C.
count of dull BUSINESS. Left out
: iH- tbx-e& sldriven out in the
street, without anything to eat and
no place to sleep. One more I'M
fortunate has gone to rest.
"My troubles are my own. / will
not tell them to the public nor to
the police.
II had q few friends, and 1 hope
a few enemies; but, alas the few
friends the poor have are poor
themselves. / hope that God will
remember those that have been
kind to me and shower His bless
ings upon them.
"'There's tear for those that love me
And smile for those who hate;
Whatever clouds above me,
Here's heart for any fate.
"When / am no more / would re-
spectfully request that the Benev-
olent Association of Confederate
Veterans will give my body rest
ing place in their burying ground,
as | am a Confederate veteran and
belonged to General Leroy Stafford
camp No. 3, Confederate veterans of
Shreveport, La, for a number OF
years and helped to give several
old and INDECENT Confeds de-
cent burial. AS / am a stranger
within your gates, / hope you will
do like kindness for me.
81 have lived in San Antonio
of ln
four years-and in that time /
have not contracted any debts. SO
let no man dare, when / am dead,
accuse me of dishonor.
81 have tried hard to exc out
bare existence by daily toll, but it
seems that every avenue of hope for
anything to do is closed against
me, so have nothing to hope for,
othing to live for, and the result
9, driven to death.
Mans inhumanity to man
countless thou sands mourn
81 never felt as much happiness
in my life as the moment l made
up my mind to die. God lie good,
but life is dreary.
"Let carping, hypocrites preach
OF the furies OF hell and damna-
ton, but the happiest moment OF
miserable life has been when l
reconciled myself to die.
"I have taken the fatal dose and
there is no reproach Of conscience.
i will die as / have lived-game to
the last.
"There are some people in this
town that might have beeu kinder
to me than they have, but selfish
motives have dictated this course.
l hope Mrs. Duffey will pardon me
for dying in her house, but l
haven't been the worst dead beat
she has encountered; not much"
The body OF deceased was re-
moved TO Sloan d Shelley's
morgue, where it lies pending ar
rangements for burial.