Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1897-08-18

Hills Of Vermont.
Mrs. Nora Curtis, only 90 years of age,
committed suicide at her home in Brook
Ign, N. Y, last week Monday homesick-
ness is the only cause assigned. The fol-
lowing pathetic story Of the event is told
by the New York Sun.
The suicide was bride nine month.
ago. She lived in Newport, VT, and on
November 10 was married to John Curtis
at her fathers h use. The bridegroom,
born and reared in Newport, had gwen up
course at the University Of Vermont, for
which he had prepared, that he might the
sooner marry the girl he loved.
He had inherited little money, and,
concluding that there were greater oppor-
tunities for young man in New York
than among the hills OF Vermont, he decided
to seek employment in the great city as
clerk or private tutor. Mrs. Curtis
could help, should it be necessary, by put
ting to practical use her knowledge Of
music.
1t was easy for the bride and bride
groom to build air castles. 1t was another
thing, they found, to find realization OF
their hopes in the big city where they were
total strangers. Winter wore away into
spring, and finally Curtis got q job At
driver for the Blake Ice company. Shortly
afterward, about four months ago, he and
his wife left the boarding house and began
housekeeping in a modest apartment
Curtis's work took him from home between
4 and 5 O'Clock in the morning and he
could not return until after in the even
ing. Mrs. Curtis hadn't friend in the
house or in the city. 1t was long day
for the young wife to be lett alone. Thu
time began to hang heavily. She hat
never before spent a summer away from
her own green fields and green mountains
She longed for sight Of something beside
bricks and mortar and heated pave
ments. She was homesick. The colo
; began to go out of her cheeks and her bus
band noticed it. One day he urged her tt
20 to her Vermont home for visit, bu
she declined to leave him.
Monday when Curtis left for bis work
, his wife kissed him good-by and told hin
to come home early as he could. Abou
10 o'clock Mrs. Fielding, who had Al
adjoining apartment, saw her 60 out. Ii
about an hour she returned. Soon Mrs
Fielding's door opened and Mrs. Curt
walked in and exclaimed:
"Oh, Mrs. Fielding! I've taken car
bolic acid"
"What in the name Of goodness di
you do that torp" asked the astonishe
Mrs. Fielding.
ooh, don't know don't know !" wa
the answer, as the woman sank into chair
Mrs. Fielding ran down into the street
called policeman who sent for an ambu
, lance to the Brooklyn hospital. She die
! about five minutes after the hospital wa
, reached.
i The police meantime had found Mrs
, Curtis's pocketbook, which contained S.
, and q sealed letter addressed to her hus
, band which read as follows:
August 9.
My Dear Husband: will try an
, write few words to say good-by. ! can
not write my hand trembles so. Will yo
tell all my folks good-by for me? Good
by, my dear husband good-by for ever
Don't kill my little dog. If you cannc
keep it send it to Eddie. Won't you, m
love? You don't know how I hate
| leave you, my darling, but must. l as
you tor one last favor. Do not mourn to
: me when l am gone. The hand that
writing this will be cold and still when 20
get home. my dear. l did not give m
name at the store where / got the poison
Try and be just as happy as you ever were
? Do not mourn 1t will be best for you q
it is, my dear.
Forever, my love. good-by. NORA.
P. S.-Don't touch the glass in the sink
shall take carbollc acid in it.
:, The young wife had gone home at las
= without her husband.