Arizona weekly journal-miner., 1902-11-26
THE PASSING OF
 MOLLIE MONROE
PITIABLE END OF THE CAREER OF A
 WOMAN WHOSE LIFE WAS SHAT
 ERRED IN DESPAIR AND DISAP- P0lNTMENT.
A Novel Character m Pioneer Days of Prescott and Yet She was
 a Woman.

| A leW udNS ago III I 0OcniA, MOlllS
 Monroe passed away While her death removed from earth but a
 mortal Of the human race, there ended the career of one woman how ever in the pioneer life of Arizona that is decidedly interesting if it is not fascinating. For twenty-fv years she had been an inmate of an insane asylum, but this episode must not be weighed against her in death. On the other hand it is but an exem-
 pliication of the fall of another woman at the wayside of devotion and which the hereafter must solve. Of this woman nothing but kindly words must be said. And in allud- ing to her wayward life it is only done to link the career of one with another in a chain of circumstances probably without an equal in love or devotion to man.
 Mollie Monroe came to Prescott late in the eos as the brevet wife of lieutenant of the regular army. She was well educated, vivacious and fas- cinating, and generally recognized as a leader among her sex.
 With the removal to another point of this officer, Mollie remained in Prescott for some months. Despair ing in accomplishing the aim of her life, an object in short which had a tireless motive of vengeance, she fal- tered and then became dissipated, and Giie so many who nave gone before, fell a willing victim 10 per sonal weakness.
 The feminine garb was cast away, early as,,s,cia.ions O. her sex were dis carded ,aDd with avicjous haughtiness she began anew d career that ended so cruelty but few days ago.
 The pioneers of northern Arizona in her ddy of personal charm and social glory, will recall the familiar figure of Mollie Monroe ds d woman of noble impulses and charitable deeds, but how many are there who can draw a picture of this little woman and remove the veil from her life in early girlhood.
 It reads like romance, and from the lips of a pioneer who knew her before she came to Arizona . brief sketch of her life may not be unin teresting. She was born in New Hampshire about sixty-six years ago, and was of an excellent family. At about 20 years of age she become en- gagged to a young man. The union of the two was opposed by the par ents of each, and later the man was sent to the Pacific coast by his peo- pie in the hope that a long journey would gradually poison the matri- l monial dart among each. But this was fruitless. Less than six months | afterward Mollie also left home, talk ing up the dim trail of her lover. She traced him to St. Louis, and ! from the latter place to Leavenworth, Kansas, the then gateway to the Pacific.
 It was here that her devotion re- ceived its first sting and life of pur- itv and delicacy was weighed with the rough coating of despair and harsh | ness. Her lover had become involved | in a personal dispute and died at the hands of a fellow laborer. She vowed that the slayer should also be slain and accordingly followed the | dim plains in vain research. She | went as far as Utah overland, dis guising herself in mems apparel, and pursuing the vocation of a driver of | teams. She was unsuccessful and l returned. Later she received an- other clue that again proved futile, going as far as Santa Fe, and later | down the Rio Grande. She then re- turned to Leaveuworth again, and it was here that she became seemingly | attached to an officer, arriving in Prescott in the sos.
 Her life from that day until she foli. ": o", familiarly known to all, but with ali of her waywardness, her masculine methods in manner and garb, she was, with all of these faults, a noble and charitable woman. She has been known to ride miles to reach the afflicted and with her own means has generously extended help, and without any solicitation what ever. She became legally welded to a few men of this section, but treated the matter indifferently, and while under the influence of liquor, time and again, had been heard to give utterance to her thoughts that car ried her back to the days when she was pursuing the object of her hatred.
 She was an excellent shot with the pistol and always carried one with her. In horsemanship she always rode astride, and only once in seven years was she seen in Prescott attired in feminine clothes. In her delirium while in the asylum, her mind at times would seem to be clear and bright, recalling features of people and events of her life of long ago.
 Her declining days were seemingly passed without any physical suffer ing, and she passed away quietly and peacefully. Her fife was one of the few of women of the pioneer days, and an exceptional one, too.