White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1930-06-13
DIES so BROTHER
CAN MARRY BRIDE
Suicide Leaves Letter Say
ing 81 Hate Them"

an emotional boy who liked to drama
tie himself When he did even so
small a thing as wave an arm in con-
versation he did 1t as If he were play
ing to an audience. He began acting
his greater role about month ago
when he found that his bride of four
months, Florence ,Wolfert Keller, had
fallen in love with his brother Ed
ward. Edward asked Henry to give
Florence a divorce SO they might mar
ry. Henry agreed, decided on suicide,
and kept on dramatizing himself to
the very last breath.
With Henry, hate was uppermost,
for he wrote: "To whom it may In
terest the cause of 1t all: loved and
trusted my wife and trusted my
brother. Now I hate my wife. despise
my brother and sentence myself to
die for having been fool enough to
have ever loved any one as contempt
ible as my wife has proven to be.
Both she and her lover .(my brother)
knew this afternoon that intended
to die tonight. They were quite
pleased at the prospect, and did not
trouble to conceal their elation."
Told Brother. Of Love.
Henry and Edward had been insep-
arabic for ten years. Both had en-
listed in the marine corps. In Phiia-
delphia, where Henry was stationed.
he met. Florence-and married her.
She came home with him to Newark.
Then, or so Edward told the police:
IA few weeks after the marriage
we found that we-myself and Flor
ence-loved one another. told my
brother so. He said he would give
her divorce on any grounds she
wanted. He seemed miserable at the
news. Then he began threatening
suicide-he always kept his promises"
Every time Henry saw his wife and
brother, he told them again that he
would commit suicide. On the day be-
fore his death, he made this entry in
his diary-the last entry and made to
read as If it actually was written aft
er death. 1t was:
"Friday-Went to Eds Office to
make him suffer physically little.
He wasn't there. Went downstairs
to car. They were there-told them
again. They laughed, but could see
fear in their eyes. Wrote letters and
took final curtain sometime after mid
night. Wurra, wurra, wurra, here
goes nothing"
He took three pies home Friday
night. One of them he gave to his
landlady, the other two he took to
entry In his diary, and then prepared
to write running account Of his own
death. 1t follows:
Writes Of His Own Death.
"This would be real opportunity
for an essay on How 1t feels to SEN
tence ones self to die, but-who
cares?--it wouldn't matter bit
hundred years from now. And then.
SO darned many suicides have an idea
that the rest Of the world is going to
be interested in their theories on the
'uselessness of living and the 'fasci-
nation of death'-horse feathers!
"I'm fixing little apparatus on the
gas line-good idea-I'll get the full
strength of the gas and prevent the
odor from permeating the house and
bringing on discovery too soon.
Incidentally, was twenty-five on
December l, 1929. I've lived in those
% years. The age on my marine
corps discharge is three, years over.
l had to lie about my age in order
to get by.
ut is now / 20 a. Mall is quiet
on the western front. All the DRINKS
and night owls are in, so I'm otr-no
reprieve.
II took my panacea for all human
Ills. 1t won't be long now. I'll bet
Florence and Ed are having uneasy
dreams. When the stuff starts to
take effect I'll plaster my little funnel
to my face and turn on the gas. Ten
minutes later-my head is hot. I'm
perspiring and shaky, but brain is
still clear.
Gee, loved you so much, Flor.
ence. It's now 2:15. feel very tired
and bit dizzy. have the gas nozzle
plastered on my face, but disconnect-
ed from the gas Jet. It's quite uncom-
Portable, damn 1t. My brain is very
clear. can see that my hand is
shaking-it is hard to die when one
is young. How wish Oblivion would
hurry"
Henry Keller's clear brain kept d.
recting the hand to write, but the
hand, which had been growing I'M
steady, now trailed off into an illegible
ycrawl--in few minutes Henry Keller
was dead.