New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-12-27
Wallets SUICIDE REVEALS
KEENE'S GRAVE ILLNESS
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he took his razor. which was found be-
side him, and finished the deed.
He was so nice and refined" said Mrs.
Herr. his landlady, yesterday. He was
a graduate from Heidelberg. and came
from the same part Of Germany ! did,
and We used TO talk about IT. He had
relatives there. and | am sure he did this
awful thing in at OF loncSomeness. He
seemed well and cheerful when | saw him
last
II can't believe Frank Fisser killed
himself" said friend OF Mr. keenc's at
the Waldorf They say it was suicide,
but | think 1t will bear thorough inycsti-
CATION Mr.. Koeuc was fond OF him. and
It was a great shock when he learned Of
his trusted servants death. saw Fissler
last night lie was in the2 best OF
spirits"
The authorities were so convinced that
II was a case Of suicide that no further
investigation was made than that by the
policeman who was summoned on the
case. No detectives were detailed TO look
into the matter any further. and Coroner
Uellenstein accepted the police report
without going out on the case himself
While the dead man never mad anything
TO 40 with Mr.. Kecnc's horses himself he
was great admirer Of them. and always
followed their fortunes closely. He was
particularly fond Of SysOnby. one OF Mr.
Keene's greatest racers. and among his
papers was found a poem composed -py
himself entitled only n Stable BOY
and dedicated to Mr.. Kecne. lamenting
Sysonbys death. The poem Is as follows:
an only a stable boy. sir.
Never knew NOTHING but horse;
I but rub EN- and grub 'em and bed ON
And nave nothing 20 do with mo course
But. say. there are horsef ana horses
They differ Ike human Kind.
And Won know without any one telling,
when the right kind 81 critter you md.
Nh horse knew his owner and trainer.
He'd give then. his whinny and moe
when thew pettcd and strOked him. They
Loved him. He knew IL: that goes
But when they had trained him and tuned
him.
And / rubbed him and grubbed him ana
And slept a. his stall. don't you see?
lie knew little Of Jack with his packet,
Who suddenly jumped on his back
Let him loose at he post. and with whip
HID a two-minute spin on the track.
When the race was OF and the mount was
or
II was pack to the stable yard.
And, whether he won or lost tho race.
He was glad 10 see me--his old pard.
And he'd tell me al about e..
What Can horses talk?
or course. you might Just as we'll AJAX me
Can horses run or walk?
They can talk with their hoofs when they
want TO,
Talk with their eyes when they're kind.
And ! hope YOU won't think am Joking
They can talk with their ears when they're
blind.
Well owner and trainer and jockey,
Maybe he liked them all.
Think he did, but they were not in II
with the boy who slept in his stall.
NV horse was the gamest and bravest
The turf has ever seen
And whatever rs good In man or horse.
He was something in between.
No wonder then that full grown men,
Like owner and trainer and l.
Turned with ewes TO the wall as stood
IN the stall
And saw the great Sysonby die.
No letters or anything else explaining
the Wallets death were found In his room.
There were several medicine bottles,
which might have indicated Ill health,
but those who knew him said he had no
ailment to inspire self-destruction.