New-York tribune., 1922-02-10
Kills Himself as
Wife Dreams
OF His Deatl,
Raymond W. Bayliss Com
forts Her as She Tells
Vision, Sends Her Back
TO Sleep, and Then Dies
distinctions in Magazine
Messages Of Love and Story
of Business Cares Found
Scrawlcd on Its Pages

Raymond ". Bayliss, of the firm %
Davis e. Raylss investment brokers at
so Broadway, shot and killed himself
before dawn yesterday a. his home in
Sunset Lane, Rye, while his vito, who
is twenty-five years old. was asleep in
the next room. In an adjoining room
was their son, Eric, eighteen months
old. No one heard the shot
Mrs Baylss was awakened by a
vivid dream about 1aidnight. She
awokc with tears streaming down her
face in the certainty that her husband
was dead. She stepped to the door be
tween their rooms and opened it. To
her relief she saw her husband sitting
up IN bed beside reading lamp He
was smoking and turning the pages OF
magazine. There was a small flask
of whisky on the table.
She told him of her dream. He re-
assured her. He "felt fine he said:
probably she had little fever as a
result of her cold lie gave her a
spoonful OF medicine as though she was
a child and poured out little whisky
for her. Then he kissed her hand and
sent her to bed.
Dream True in Morning
She slept until after o'clock. When
she opened the door to her hushand's
room she scarcely could believe she was
dream still held her. Her husband iay
across the bed, his attitude and rigid
limbs conveying instantly the knowledge
which her dream had impressed upon
her. He dead. His revolver was
beside him. The bullet had gone
through the roof of his mouth and
emerged at the back Of his head.
The ash tray was Uttered with cigar
ettc stubs. There were twenty or more.
The whisky flask was empty The mag
azine lay open on the bed 1t con
tanned story that had not been in it
the preceding night the story of a
man who strove to collect the thoughts
he would leave behind him before he
determined the moment Of his death
There also was a letter addressed to
his wife. In it he said:
II am tired of worry and living. Nv
100000 insurance is left to you and vo;f
Will be better off after l am dead [
have had so much worry and trouble
from business that want you to have
everything. Take my insurance money
and 60 far away to Europe, SO that our
boy will never know what happened to
me. Goodby and God bless you! l
love you so."
The rest of his message was in the
magazine, stray thoughts that he had
jotted down on the margins of various
pages as he turned them. smoking. sip
ping whisky, his mind busy with his
purpose and quite ignorant of the print
and pictures that passed beneath his
fingers.
Thinks of His Father
"Father should have been more lib
cral with mother" he had written on
one of the pages, "anL stronger liberal
in the sense Of broader mind, of ma
ture, and the fact that he brought her
up like child"
Smoke had curlcd upward and the
whisky declined in the glass before he
wrote the next message, found on
succeeding page.
"Dannie," it ran. remember | bet on
man that is dead and always man
aged to back him up"
More pages were turned more smo
drifted upward and the level of the
glass sank before another thought oc.
CURED worthy of transcription.
"You may not think SO. dear" it was.
"but my iealousies we're because I
loved you
Others followed in swift succession
then:
"You' and Eric asleep little know
what ! crave for you boti-
"Goodby precious. ! love YOU
The time had come. There was just
one thought more. In this last moment
it was Of his mother.
ITO mother,"r he wrote. "may you
join me soon. so that we may compare
our mistakes Of life. which were
brought about by the goodness of
others"
1t was just scrawl written appar-
emily after he had taken the position
across the bed" which would direct
the bullet away from Erics room.
physician who was called said that
Mr.. Bayliss had been dead for several
hours. He was thirty years old. His
wife said that he had been worrying
about business affairs. His friends
said that his anxiety was needless.