The San Francisco call., 1899-06-04

death was preferable. They acted on
this decision. and now Mary Hottua
is cold in the mOrgue, alone, where
she had desired to lie by the side of
her erring sister.
The father of Mary Hottua was noti-
fed during the morning Of the suicide
of his daughter and called at the
morgue. He did not seem to be sur
prised at the fate that had overtaken
her, and left a few minutes after he
had called to consult with the mother
of the dead girl as to what disposition
would be made of the remains. Late
yesterday afternoon the father or
dered the unfortunate girls body re-
moved to the California Undertaking
Parlors.
Blanche Dickey. who claims to have
come here from Portland, Or. where
she claims her parents reside, was
glad last night she was alive, although
sorrowing deeply for her dead chum.
MAY and I were both tired of life
she said. Il knew her from the time
when we were little girls together, and
when ] met her on Market street the
other day we grew confidential. l had
been blue and sick of the life l was
leading for some time, and l told her
all my troubles She was not in the
best of spirits Things were not going
right at home. She had no love affairs
to bother her She simply wanted to
get away from the city and her home.
Well, we stayed downtown together
that night, and May, of course, could
not go home the next day, as her
father had told her if she ever stayed
away from home over night she need
not come back Thursday we decided
to leave the city. and a young man,
whose name l will not give. promised
to take us to Denver. OF course we
We're both delighted, and we went
about town bidding all our friends
good-by.
After we had made all preparations
to go to Denver and had hidden all
our friends good-by the young man
who promised to take us sent note
stating that he could not go. This
broke us all up, and May suggested
that we commit suicide. 1 foolishly
consented to do so, and we visited
four different drugstores and pur-
chased an ounce of chloroform in each
place We could not buy four ounces
at one place, but as one ounce was
hardly enough to kill anybody
the drug clerks sold It to us.
'All day Friday we had suicide in
mind. and both myself and May
talked about the other world and spec
ulated on what was in store for us
there. We had several dollars, so we
went to the Royal Eagle and hired
room May sat down and wrote for an
hour. She wrote letters to at least
forty friends, bidding them good-by,
and sealed each one in a black-b bor-
dered envelope. Then she went out
and posted the letters at the corner
when she came back we babe each
other good-by and drank the poison.
May drank two ounces at one gulp. /
raised the glass to my lips and drank
some of 1t. The rest refused to go
down. ] really tried hard to gulp the
horrid stuff, but my stomach rebeled
In the meantime May had opened the
door and ran screaming into the hall
Several of the roomers in the house
heard her cries and they came rush
ing in. Then l became partly uncon-
scious. While they were working over
me May reached over and drank the
remainder of the chloroform in the
bottle which l only partially emptied
Il am glad L did not end my life
When 1 went down to the Morgue and
was ushered into that ill-smelling
hole where poor little May lay on a
cold. stone slab it all came back to
me. There the element of the serious
ness of it all dawned upon me, and as
1 looked on her features cold in death
] thought of the world that / would
give were the stern realities of the
night previous but idle creations of
fancy"