Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1897-07-15


preparing to use it when I checked
him.
'No!' said, you shall not take that
stuff here. And this continued, is
Edward Lanville, physician, scientist,
philanthropist, and, above all, gentle
man; or, rather, was Edward Lanville.
You were wise to change your name.
But this must be stopped. YOU
1T shall not be stoppedi' he ex-
claimed; 4 know what am about. l
have right to make a beast of myself
if I choose. I love morphia. Ishould
die without it, And then, while my
attention was engaged with his speech,
he succeeded in injecting the contents
of the syringe under the skin Of his
arm.
ITO say that I was overwhelmed with
pain and disgust would not express the
full extent of my emotions. He saw
that I was greatly moved. The NOR
phia, however, in a few moments
seemed to have steadied his mind and
body and to have given strength to his
articulation.
"'I wish you wouldn't distress your
self, j. he said. 7 am past cure
now. Let me alone; only want to die
in my own way
mo, will not let you alone an
swered. I shall stop you If have to ap-
peal to the authorities. shall go be-
fore the court to-day and apply for a
warrant for your arrest. I Twill have you
locked up.'
"sYou can't he replied, with faint
smile. so long as / commit no act Of
violence or disorder / am within the
law, and can do as please
Before could fully conclude what
would be best to do he darted out of
the room. Since then I have often seen
him. Prayers, threats. arguments are
equally Intellectual with him, and he
has continued TO fall lower and lower.
His morale is gone, but he manages to
keep clear of the police and to MAIN
tain a sort of blind affection for me.
"A few minutes ago he came to my Of
flee In worbe state than have ever
seen HIM He had just strength enough
left to tell me that he had taken suf-
ficiently large dose of morphia to de-
stroy life, but that a moment after
ward he had repented and had hurried
to me for assistance"
BY this time we had arrived at J-'s
office, and in few moments I was In
the room in which the so-called Mr..
Lewis had been placed He was lying
on sofa, breathing heavily. Fis eyes
were closed, and at each expiration his
lips were puffed out like those CT a man
smoking pipe. ! knew that this was
often serious sign. His face was
livid, his breathing slow and difficult,
his pulse weak and beating only about
SO minute.
1 spoke to him loudly, shook him
roughly, and even stuck pin into the
skin of his hand, but there was no re-
sponse. He was IN state of stupor,
apparently from the effects of some
narcotic poison. But there was still
the decisive test to make as to whether
or not morphia or opium in any of its
forms was the poison.
The room was rather dark and Tasked
for candle. Then bending over him
and raising one eyelid with my fingers
| examined the pupil. 1t was contract
ed to the size of pinhead. The other
eye gave similar result. Now, in
opium-p poisoning the pupils are always
strongly contractedseand ! was sure,
therefore, that he was under the infu-
ence Of that drug. Evidently he could
not live.
1t was impossible to employ the usual
measures for keeping up vitality by
forcing the patient to move about. He
was too far gone for that. However,
I sent at once for the remedies | want
ed to use. but before the messenger re-
turned he was dead.
The case was evidently one for the
coroner, and that official was at once
notified. He arrived promptly, held
his inquest, and after thorough eluci-
dation of all the facts in the case the
more than ordinarily intelligent jury
rendered the verdict of Suicide from
morphia-poisoning."
Preparations were made for the fu-
neral which, J. decided, should take
place the following day, and from the
house in which the man had died.
There was much food for thought and
conversation, and = and / talked
over all the circumstances of DIR. Lam
ville's life and death. 1t was, therefore,
after ten o'clock when / started for
home.
/ had telephoned my wife that was
detained and would not be home in
time for dinner. found her, neyerthe-
less, waiting for me with letter which,
as she told me, had been left at the door
shortly after had gone out. It had
evidently been directed with trem-
bling hand and the contents were al
most illegible. With difficulty. and not
without my wife's assistance-she is
wonderfully good at deciphering bad
writing-I managed to read the follow
ing words:
s'I have long held a theory that any
disease, and even the effects of poisons,
could be produced in himself by any
strong-ininded man fully acquainted
with the symptoms, and who chose to
bring to bear all the influences Of a
powerful will. resolved to try this
experiment, and I began over three
months ago to simulate the symptoms
caused by morphia.
.sTo make sure that my counterfeit
was good, determined to carry out the
deception so as to impress my friend
j., who had himself feigned insanity