The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-08-20

, Jealousy over each other is said by
nelghbors to have caused the trouble
that ended In the double tragedy. The
two quarreled yesterday afternoon and
neighbors came into their apartments
in an effort 20 pacify them. While the
husband was In one room packing a
dress suit case, the wife In another
rom, was crying Historically.
Then she came into the room where
her husband was busily engaged in
placing a few belongings in bag.
"Oh. please don't co." the wife
pleaded. Il cannot live without you.
and IL you go I will kill myself"
"Oh, no you won't" the husband re-
piled; you are only bluffing."
Then Mrs. Hacker left the room for
moment to speak to her friend, Mrs.
Louis Weadock. Returning. she found
her husband had made rapid progress
with his packing. She pleaded with
him again, and he threw her from him
across the room and through an open
door, where she fell fainting. She made
no effort to rise, and he lifted her and
threw her PROSTATE form on the bed
and then continued his packing.
AS he left the room with his dress
suit case she made an effort to rise,
fell back on the bed. and then. with
an almost superhuman effort, she
pulled herself together and followed
him.
Don't go! Don't go." she cried. "You
will break my heart; will die. If you
go I will kill myself, for I cannot live
without you"
At the sound of his wife's voice,
t.,
said to Mrs. Weadock:
"She won't do anything of the kind;
she hasn't nerve enough"
seizes Friends Revolver.
This must have reached Mrs. Hackers
ears, for she was then approaching, and
she turned instantly and rushed into
Mrs. Weadock's room. A moment later
a shot rang out. Mrs. Weadock rushed
into the hall. ana, calling to Hacker
to return, exclaimed:
"Your wife has shot herself"
''Oh, no. she hasn't" he replied, she
Just fred shot out OF the window"
But he stopped and putting down his
bag returned to the room and kneeling
down by his wifes body. said:
What have you done? Speak to me;
l won't go away. l was only fooling."
Then he got up and exclaimed: Get
a doctor somebody, quick"
Mrs. Quinan, a neighbor, hurried out
and summoned DR.. Benjamin z. DOL
phin, of 4Ss West 116th street. He
rushed into the house. but when he
reached the apartment he was warned
not to go near Hacker because he had
a revolver and would shoot
Hacker then came to the hall door.
mot a step nearer" he cried. ''or I'll
shoot"
I'm here to render medical assist
ance," exclaimed the doctor. but
Hacker. whose face was streaming
with blood, simply closed the door and
bolted it On the inside. He had already
fired three shots into his head.
fourth shot and the sound of the fall Of
his body then aroused the excited per-
sons in the hallway to the realization
that he had killed himself.
The surg, on broke open a frosted
glass in the door and saw Hacker by
his wife's side. Mrs. Hacker was still
conscious and was making frantic eff
forts to reach her husbands body. She
succeeded and just as she lapsed into
unconsciousnes had entwined her arms
about his neck. Hacker was the first
to die the medical man said.
Hacker was a veteran of the Span
ish-American war. He enlisted as a
private in the Ninth Regiment. Ma
tional Guard of New York. and was
made corporal while the regiment
was encamped at Peekslxlll. His
mother. who visited him there, sewsd
the eorporars chevrons on bis coat.