The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-02-22
SOUTH DAKOTA
MISS PITCHER
TELLS HER STORY
HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THE
BURGLARY AT MILLER.

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Shoot Herself--How the Revolver
Was Accidentally Discharged and
the Wound Made in Her Shoulder.
Special to The Journal,
Mitchell, S. d.. Feb. 22.-Miss Hattie
Pitcher of Miller, who was released from
all connection with the burglary case at
Miller, has made a full statement Of the
affair to Superintendent 0. W. Coursey
of this city, who was her instructor when
he was associated with the Dakota central
normal school. Under date Of Feb. II
she writes as follows:
Professor O.. w. Coursey-Dear Friend: Your
letter received few days ago. but l could
no VIII enpan it to as
as can, and commence at the beginning OF my
trouble Mama died dos Sept H. IDOL and 19strd my
Mich. Papa brought the two little children back
home, years and the other 4. On Jan. ~;
felt and n1'N how down hearted was. All of them
died within eighteen months me was almost t des
But had he e h two
and he was very good to me- III March | took
the children to uncle in Detroit. When
then he was sent to North Dakota to take the
charge of a station as telegraph operator.
THE QUARREL WITH THE LOVER.
While he was gone l went with his chum and
did not think he would care, and | don't think
he would il other people had not told him every
thing and more too He does not dance and
do. He made me little mad and went to thu
New Years ball and I would not go home whe1
he would not listen to me when told him wat
sorry. On Sunday night he went to church ant
left me alone and the man he was jealous o.
came into the parlor of the hotel and spent thu
evening with me- After he left my friend came
in and told me that must stop, He was very r.
mad, and SO was |, and we parted that night TO
| was foolish enough to spend the night very
10 ve for and So o e17e and
to end everything then and there. But as
came out of the hotel he came out also and az
not leave me until late in the evening, even tax
ing me to the, door Of my room. But he was
just as mad as ever.
The next evening I was going down town
and had just about given up my evil intentions
| when I saw. a revolver lying on the table,
started to pick it up when l happened to thinl
| if they knew what l contemplated doing.
| got far as my door when the thought Of VIVA
! all I had lost, and also lost whom l considered
as the best friend 1 had left. l went back an
p1 SHOT HERSELF.
I started to 60 to the cemetery to papa an
mama. got Just about half way there whe
l began to realize was fool. I had the: re
I volver in my muff, and you know am left
haa hs o thy
plowed its way into my right shoulder
| dropped the gun and started home.
| l did not see any one as / went to my room
went in and shut the door and stayed a
| night there. I thought my friend, Mr.. Romie
was going away in the morning, and I did nc
want him to know what had happened. Sue
! night 1 went thru. My arm hurt me 81
| The next morning, as Mr.. DeHeart passed m
room, I called to him and told him I was hur
1 He went to Mr.. Romig's room and told him.
would not tell them how it happened.
| The same night two men are supposed to hay
entered the drug store and drugged the clerl
One was small and the other tall and when the
questioned me l would not tell. did not kno
why they We're acting so. strange and watchi1
me until Mr.. Pussy came up and told me the
thought was in the drug store deal, and th
they were going to arrest me. They thought
was the short one, dressed in mems clothes.
Well they arrested me; and for ten da
tried to make me tell who was in the dr.
store when l did not know. The trial last
three days. They did not have any evjden
against me, and did not implicate me in
even with all the lies they could tell, and sor
over but, thank heaven, they did not succee
have told you all. Ny, arm is some bette
:, but, oh. will 1 ever be able to live this dow
Altho am innocent, I still hate to meet peopl
, Try and think Of me as good. as you can. 81
: | caraIv Hattie Pitcher