New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-08-29
CROWD SEE STANDARD
OIL CLERK SELF-SLA|N
A. S. Veit Fires Bullet Into His
Heart in Front of Beaver
Street Cafe.
NO MOTIVE, SUPERIORS SAY
Rich Father Opposed Love Match,
but Reconciliation Followed
Wife, Going to See Body,
Flees from Reporters.

Arthur Stobo Welt. son of Richard
Charles Neit. manager of the marine
DEPARTMENT of the Standard Oil Com
pany and said TO be worth several mill
ions Of dollars, killed himself yesterday
IN front of a cafe at New and Beaver
streets. The dead man was executive
clerk in the foreign department Of the
Standard oil Company.
officers of the company said he was
held IN high esteem. his work was salts
factory, his salary a comfortable one,
and further that the young mamie was
only twenty-seven-had not appeared
depressed recently but on the contrary,
bad discussed with his friends plans for
building a bungalow I'm the woods where
he and his wife expected 10 spend their
vacation. They said if Mr.. Neit had any
domestic troubles they were unaware of
them.
Mrs Veit declined 10 see newspaper
men Yesterday. The dead mans father
and mother were making an automobile
tour IN the New England states They
received word Of their sons suicide at
= o'clock yesterday afternoon on their
arrival at the Edgewood Inn. Green
wich. Conn, and at once started for
New York
Mr.. Welt went to his office, on the
third floor Of the Standard Oil Building
g. No % Broadway. at Q O'Clock yester-
day morning, as usual He worked
l,,ff AD,,
closed his desk and left the building by
the rear entrance, walking down New
street 10 Beaver, and then down Beaver
10 Alfred Wiehls cafe. He sat down at
one Of the small tables in the place, had
two drinks and complained 10 the pro-
.rietor Of feeling very badly"
Apparently he started back to his Of
fee But Just IN front Of the Cafe at
New and Beaver streets he stopped.
Suddenly. before any one could realize
what he intendcd-and the street was
crowded Al that hour-he whipped out
revolver. pressed the muzzle against his
heart, and pulled the trigger.
Death Was instantaneous.
Death had been instantaneous The
bullet pierced the right lung. was de-
fected slightly downward and passed
through the body.
Clerks in the foreign department Of
the Standard Oil Company rushed TO the
windows. Several recognized Veit as he
fell. and ]. r. Flannery, manager Of the
foreign department, sent one of his as
sistants who accompanied the body TO
the Old Slip police station. from which,
after an examination by the coroner's
physician, it was removed to an under
takers.
Alfred Wiehl, one Of the owners Of the
cafe Mr.. Veit visited, said the young
man had been a regular patron for sew
eral years Il saw him when he came
I'm this morning" he said Mr.. Welt
seemed much depressed. He ordered a
mild drink. and as he slipped it slowly
stared straight in front Of him. liked
the young man. and went over to his
table to see If l could cheer him up
little.
. 90 You seem to have the blues this
morning / remarked. What's the
trouble?' I am feeling badly, very bad
" he said.
Il sat down at the table by him and
ordered a drink. l slapped him on the
back. Cheer up. you will feel all right
in A little while l said.
81 noticed tears well up in his eyes.
Then he said I am just feeling rotten,
and. nodding Good morning got up and
walked out"
Mr.. Wiehl said Volt used to dine regu-
lsrIy al his cafe, and almost always his
wife had dinner with him. He added
Gat Vet explained TO him he had
stopped coming 10 dinner because he
was assisting his brother-in-law finan-
ciaIly and was eating at a cheaper place.
81 an sure he never played the mar
ke,s." said Mr.. Wiehl. About three
years ago / think he did dabble in stocks
little. but I advised him that 1t was
losing game. and I am positive for the
last two years he had not been speculat-
ing
As soon As Mr.. Vets identity was es-