The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1899-05-10
NOT WORTH The L|VI.,
Roy Jones Planned a Trag
Exit.
HIS NERVE FAILED HIM
Resolved to Die Because His Sweetheart
Had Sensible Mind o Her Own.
Tore an Ugly Hole in
His Scalp.

Jones life was no larger than a wom-
ans hand, and very small and dainty
one at that-but it SO darkened the
world to him that he could see nothing
in 1T to make life longer worth the liv-
ing, SO he planned a very tragic end
of his existence, one that should be not
only very unusual convenience to the
undertaken, but which should be cal
cuiated to make the cause of all his
troubles regret her waywardness as
long as she should live. but his nerve
tailed him when the climax came. and
the best he was able to do was to make
a muss that caused his friends a lot of
trouble and plow furrow across his
Uranium that will leave a scar to re-
mind him of his boyish foolishness
every time he combs his hair in the
future.
Jones is very young man, not much
past his majority, if any, and was en-
ployed as an assistant at Shermans
Undertaking establishment in East
Park street.
HIS sweetheart was petulant and will
1ul and refused to recognize his right
to dictate who her associates should be.
and this is said to have been his only
reason Tor his seeking solace in the
deadly pistol
Young Jones has been keeping COM
pany with a pretty young miss, who,
unfortunately for him, has a mind of
hef own, like most young ladies Of
her age and good looks. Jones OBJ
jected to her associating with a certain
other young lady. and night before
last, when he called at her home, he
exacted promise that she should in
future refrain from running in the COM
pany OF the certain girl referred to.
they had quite a spat, but the girl
nnally gave In and promised. Yester-
uay the sweetheart met the other girl
IN the street. She did not feel like cut
ting. the girl cold, so she stopped to
speak with her a moment AS i'll luck
would have it, Jones had to happen
along just at that moment. His brow
instantly grew dark as thunder cloud
and the sweetheart observing, grew in
dlgnant to think he could not have
waited for an explanation. In her an
ger she gave her pretty head a petu-
liant little toss, as much as to say. IT
don't care whether you like it or
not
Jones heart sank in his boots. The
world grew dark, there was nothing
left for him but the grave. He would
end 1t all, and maybe when she saw
him lying cold in death she would pity
him and be sorry for her cruelty or
possibly she might think he had sac
rificed himself for her and change her
ways. At all events, he resolved to
die.
But he would do it in way to cause
his friends the least possible trouble
He would lay himself out in advance
n
OF putting him on the cooling board
and all they would have to do would
be to disrobe him. wash the hood
stains from his ral'iod features and
put on his pail. With this resolve in
his mind he procured his gun. 80
caliber weapon, and repaired to the un-
dertaking. establishment where he
worked. He went into the cooling
room. arranged it neatly, and sprea d.
ing a clean sheet over the cooling
board. laid down to take his farewell of
the world
1t was shortly after o'clock in the
afternoon that Rookkeeper Guy Smith
who was in the front Office, heard three
shots ring out. Running back to the
cooling room, from whence the sound
emanated, he found Jones living quite
still on the cooling board. There was
chastity looking wound in the had,
from which the blood was flowing free
ly, and Mr.. Smith at first supposed the
young man was fatally wounded. but
perceiving he still breathed he hastily
summoned DR.. Renick by telephone.
and then with the assistance of another
employe, commenced anDlying such
restoratives as were at hand. BY the
time DR. Renick arrived, Jones ha6 re-
gained consciousness and the expert
enced eye of the physician soon OWNED
that he had not come to attend a dead
man, or one in any great danger of
dying. He found that one of the three
shots had taken effect. the bullet strik-
ing the young man in the head on the
right side, little above the ear, and
penetrating the scalp. had gone right
up over the head, laying the scalp
open and grinding against the skull
bone till the left side was reached
when it glanced off. The wound
though a severe one, was not danger
Gus. DR.. Renick took Jones to his
office and dressed the wound Last
evening the young man was sufficiently
improved to be able to sincerely regret
his foolishness.
The would-be suicide is supposed to
have lost his nerve and became much
ratified when the final moment came,