Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1902-10-19

& NEW YORK, october S.-(Spec1al.J-
Buried in the coffin with Edwin A Schroe-
der. in Greenwood cemetery, is the pic
ture of a sweet-loozing, beautiful young
woman, his second wife. Lora, who was
once the wife of former Alderman How
ard P. Dixie, and is the sister Of Mrs.
Roland B. Molineux.
It is said that it was the haunting spec
ire of jealousy, as unreasonable as it
was causeless, the perpetual anguish Of
the fear that some other man might win
the heart of the wife he adored. that
goaded Mr.. Schroeder to suicide.
a TELEGRAM DELAYED.
And the immediate cause of the act
is believed to have been a brief delay in
the delivery of a telegram in which Mrs.
Schroeder assured her husband that she
was on her way from the city to rejoin
him in Florida in response to his re-
quest.
was at the funeral of Mr.. Schroeder
widow, who became historical when the
body was borne from the house.
My heart went out to her, and felt
that unless I could say something COM
forting to her should be unhappy my
self. And so, after her return from the
cemetery, I called at her house and told
her about my yearning.
TALKED OF HER SORROW.
Her beautiful, tawny eyes, fled with
tears and, thanking me for my sympa-
thy, she proceeded to do that which no
doubt must have solaced her infinitely
more than any words I might have ut
tered-she opened her heart to me and
spoke unrcstrainedly about her sorrow.
And 1 noticed that whenever she had
occasion to refer to her husbands death,
she spoke of when ''he nurt himself"
never once using the word suicide"
Sitting in dimly-lighted room to-day,
heart breaking that the pen almost balks
in the telling of it, for one cannot meas
ure heart beats by pen strokes.
She said: my husbands first marriage
was not a happy one, although from
what I have heard Of the first Mrs.
Schroeder she must be a most estimable
woman. But, as I say, Mr.. Schroeder
was never happy with her, and when
she secured a divorce it brought him, no
less than her, sense Of freedom. I. too.
had known what sorrow was; and when
we married, it seemed as though we
had both reached a haven of rest, for
we were all in all to each other, and per-
fectly happy.
WANTED HER TO COME.
when Mr.. Schroeder went to Quincy,
Fla, last week, to look after his tobacco
plantation, he wanted me to go with him;
but we had just moved into this house.
and were changing maids, so I felt it
would be unwise for me to leave home
without my three little children. Mr..
Schroeder had been in Quincy but short
time when last Saturday morning / re-
ceived the following telegram from him ::
Come to me, my darling. am i'll men
tally, and need you.
81 answered Immediately: I will come
at once, Ned, dear
"An hour later I was on the train to
so to him. Scarcely had I gone than
another telegram came. saying: I am
very much better. Do not worry. l do
not need YOU
IT have no doubt my husband was
prompted to send this dispatch by pique
at what, to one of his jealous tempera-
ment, must have seemed long delay IN
my responding; for I understand that
although my reply to his first dispatch
was sent almost Immediately, there was
considerable delay in his receiving it.
THE AUNT MEDDLED.
ITO make matters worse, my aunt,
meaning well enough, sent me this tele-
gram, which I received on the train at
Philadelphia: Come back; Ned is much
better While to my husband she tele-
graphed: Your telegram received 100
late; Lora has already started
Pacing up and down the station at
Jacksonville, like a Gagged lion, awaiting
my arrival, was my husband. But the
train, SO anxiously awaited. dld not
bring me to him, and in a fit of despond-
ency he telegraphed to a friend: My wife
has deserted. There is nothing in life
worth living for
Before going South Mr.. Schroeder or
dered for his wife a beautiful lamp vase.
She received the day Of his suicide On
the same day there arrived for her chill
dren by her first husband large box
Of toys, ordered by Mr.. Schroeder
KATE STOCKTON.