The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-03-28
HlCHB0RN, BLACK ROCK
 SUMMER RESIDENT, ENDS : LIFE WITH ARMY PISTOL
Continuation Of Sensational Scandal In Which ''TriaI Reconciliation" Proved
 A Failure ,
Young Author and Lawyer Broken Hearted Wes Peversy Suicide in Washington Home of His Sister the Lavender Bride" of James C. Blaine, Jr.

Philip $. Hichborn, a young law yer and clever short story writer we'll known in the Black Rock summer colony killed himself in Washington, last night. His wife eloped 15 months ago with Horace Wylie, a rich Wash ington clubman. They are believed to be living in a villa somewhere along the Mediterranean.
 His heart broken with grief and his mind shattered by the repeated shocks of the sensational episodes following his wifes first elopement, Hichborn is believed to have been be- side himself with grief. when he thrust against his temple"a .3S calibre army pistol used by his brother-in- law, Paul Pearsall, in Cuba and the Philippines. Death must have been almost instantaneous.
 Washington heard late last night that the eliminating shock that drove Hichborn to suicide was the story that his recreant wife had become a
 mother. This had not been confirm ed, late today.
 News of Hichborn's tragic end shocked many Bridgeporters who had formed his. acquaintance during his summer visits to Black Rock. His mother, the widow of Rear Admiral Hichborn who was chief constructor of the U. s. Navy and played an inn portant part In making it modern, oc- cupied one of the Thorne cottages on the. crest of Black Rock, and while young Hichborn had sought seclusiOn since the Washington scandal broke, he did not shut himself so completely out of the world that he was un- known here. Hichborn lately con- templated opening a law office in San Francisco Or Los Angeles, but return ed yesterday from the west, undecid- ed as to his future.
 That his last thoughts were of the wife who had deserted him and the son he was to leave behind, worse than orphaned, was conclusively shown Hichborn, a few morients before he fired the fatal bullet through his brain. It was made public, this af-
 ternoon, by the. dead mans family. CT hope I am doing no wrong." the missive read sI have stood it as long as I can and I have been de- spondent ever since I was deserted. hope that my son will not inherit as unhappy a life as his fathers The last message was written almost l illegibly on a torn envelope. A little
 below it the deserted husband wrote his brief will.
 'I hereby give. devise and beQueath to my son, Philip Hichborn, Jr., all my property"
 The farewell note was signed simply
 "Phil'', but the will, legal in dts form | flor Hichborn was a lawyer-waS | formally signed Philip s. Hichborn." Below the will was another sentenc an afterthought apparently and ghastly satirical in its curtnesS: ''I hope Stub will pardon me for spelling his rug,'' the man had penned. s'Stub' was his nickname for P. S. Pearsal1, his brother-in-law, in whose home Hichborn enacted the final scene | in his life tragedy.
 Philip Hichborn, Jr., today, laugh ed in blissful ignorance of the suicide of his father, crazed by grief over the elopement of Mrs. Hichborn and Horace Wyiie, society and club man.
 His grandmother, the widow of Rear Admiral Hichborn, has been kept l ignorant of the tragedy which has set aghast society of two continents. | The baby is made an orphan by l Iichborn's suicide and the assertion
 of his mother, now believed at Monte Carlo. with her affinity"
 Equally pathetic figures of the
 tragedy are Mrs. Wylie and her four