New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1910-07-02
SEWS UP HIS OWN WOUNDS
Uses Pink Thread After Cutting
Throat and Wrist.
WALKED ABOUT TWO DAYS
Despondent Carpenter Proud of
His Surgery When Discovery
Is Made in Station.

Probably the nerviest man in New
York lies a prisoner in a ward in Belle
vue Hospital to-day, charged with at
tempted suicide. His name is Almyron
H. Brown. He is sixty years old. griz
Zled, but still sturdy of figure. Brown,
tired of life, thought he would end mat
tiers on Wednesday by cutting his
throat and wrist He made two long
gashes in his throat and almost severed
the veins in his right wrist, yet he still
lived, and, finding that his efforts at
self-destruction were unsuccessful, he
calmly proceeded to sew up the gaping
wounds with pink silk thread.
Brown, who is a boss carpenter, lives
at No. 121 West 41st street, with his
wife and two grown daughters. A few
weeks ago his wife went to Syracuse to
visit friends, and, apparently brooding
over her absence Brown began to drink
So disagreeable did he make things
around his home that his daughters, one
of whom is married to Christian Voss-
Ter, of Long Island, went to the latter's
home to live.
Yesterday Vossler decided to paw a.
visit to his father-in-law, and see how
he was progressing. When he reached
the top floor of the 41st street house.
where Brown lives, he found the old
man sitting in rear room taking large
drinks from quart bottle of whiskey
Thinking that his actions were peculiar
Vossler decided to take him to the West
10th street station house, and called
PatrolmOn Hauck. With Brown between
them. the two men marched him to the
station house, and lined him up before
the lieutenant, who began taking his
pedigree '-.'
After this formaIity had been COM
pleted, the lieutenant noticed that
Browns right wrist was bandaged with
a bit of soiled cloth When asked how
he had injured his wrist, the old man
said that he had cut it accidentally with
saw on Wednesday. The lieutenant
then sent for an ambulance from Belle
vue Hospital, and when Dr. Morris re-
sDonded Brown was turned over to him
for examination.
The old man shook hands heartily with
the surgeon, then threw back his head
and laughed. AS he did so, the surgeon
and the lieutenant were shocked to see
that there was long cash in his throat,
extending from ear to ear.
How in the world did you get that
cut?" inquired the surgeon and the
lieutenant in horrided unison.
Brown mopped his forehead, and then
explained that on Wednesday he had de-
cided to end his life, and with that in
tention gashed his throat and wrist with
q sharp tool His hand was not steady,
it seems, and, although the cuts We're
deep and almost vital, they did not pro-
duce the desired result
When the surgeon held back Browns
head to get a closer look at the wound
iE his throat he was surprised to find
that the wound had been sewn together
with pink silk. thread Seeing the look
of Interrogation in Dr. Morris's eyes,
Brown explained, nonchalantly:
You see, Doe when 1 found 1 had
might as we'll repair the damage. So I
took a thread and needle and sewed it
up as neat as 1 knew how-and it isn't
d bad job, is it, 'Doc?'"
Brown was at once taken to Bellevue
Hospital, where the eleven stitches that
he had taken in his throat We're taken
out and the wound seWed up anew by
the surgeons. In Bellevue they said it
was a miracle that Brown had lived
through the experience. as the wound
had already begun to suppurate.
Brown was resting comfortably last
night, and the surgeons said he would
probably recover unless blood poison de-
Veloped.