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A Sunday Suicide

A SUNDAY SUICIDE.

The Result of Domestic Unhappiness—Letters Left by the Deceased—Evidence That the Suicide was Premeditated.

“Good-bye,” were the last words spoken by Frederick Fegley to his wife before killing himself in a tragic manner yesterday in the Heiner’s Springs woods about half-past eleven o’clock. The suicide was rendered unusually appalling and tragic by the fact that the man’s young wife, whom he married only a few months ago, and his own brother were compelled to witness the self-destructing deed, which is supposed to have been caused through domestic infelicity.

Fegley was married in June last to Miss Mary E. Reed, daughter of William Reed, Nineteenth and Cotton streets. The course of their courtship did not run smoothly, and after marriage domestic happiness did not fall to their lot. Miss Reed was only a little over 14 years old when they were married, and from the evidence given before the Coroner yesterday it would seem that she married unwillingly and possibly out of fear, because Fegley had threatened several times that unless she consented to be his wife he would end his life. After the marriage they lived at the home of the girl’s parents for some time, but this did not seem to be agreeable to Fegley, and he left their home and took boarding with his brother-in-law, Henry Zuber, 1824 Cotton street. Subsequently he rented two rooms in the lower section of the city, bought furniture and asked his wife to go to housekeeping with him. The mother objected to her daughter’s leaving, but told the husband that if Mr. Reed, who was in Philadelphia, would give his consent when he returned home she would yield.

Yesterday Fegley spent the morning hours in company with some friends, and about the time above mentioned went to the home of his wife for her final answer. She again told him to be patient until her father returned home. “If you don’t live with me I’ll do away with myself,” said the husband, and he walked toward the new road which leads up into Heiner’s woods.

HE SHOWS THE REVOLVER.

When about a hundred yards from the house he drew from his pocket the revolver with which he ended his life and held it up toward his wife, who was watching him from the yard where they had been talking. Believing that he intended to carry out his threat and hoping to prevent it his wife ran after him, but he started on a brisk run up the road. Henry, a brother of the suicide, who was near by and saw him run followed by his wife also feared that he had decided upon a rash act and ran after him, but neither of the two caught up to him before he reached a grassy plot under a large tree in the woods. Turning around he faced the terrified wife and brother, put the barrel of the weapon into his mouth, while the brother, who was then only a few feet away, in a frantic shout, begged him to stop. The words came too late to be heeded. As the last one fell from the lips of the excited man the shot resounded through the woods. The wound proved fatal almost instantly. The residents of that portion of the city were greatly excited, and the lead man’s mother and sister were terribly affected by the awful and unexpected news.

Coroner Denhard was sent for, and as soon as he had viewed the body it was removed to the residence of Mr. Zuber and an inquest held. Henry Zuber, Henry Fegley, brother, MRs. Fegley and Mrs. Reed were the witnesses heard, but nothing but the facts already stated were elicited, except that Mrs. Reed said she objected to her daughter going away because she was needed at home, and that both her and Fegley had promised before the marriage that she could remain with them.

Before Fegley left with his wife, after talking to her in the yard, he gave her a letter, which, as well as another found on his person and addressed to his mother, brothers, and sisters, was produced at the inquest. He charges his wife with having deceived him, but did not intend to harm her in any way and hopes to meet her in Heaven. On the back of the envelope were written the words: “To-morrow look on the porch and you will be sad forever.” After due deliberation the jury gave as the verdict, “That the deceased, Frederick Fegley, came to his death on Sunday, September 26th, from a pistol shot wound inflicted by his own hand with suicidal intent.”

That he had fully made up his mind to kill himself is certain, because in the letter to his mother he tells her not to grieve for him, that his body will be found in a few days and that he will be better off dead than living. Besides this evidence of the fact there is still a stronger one. William Y. Lyon had sent Fegley a tax notice a few days ago and on Saturday evening he came to Mr. Lyon’s house and paid it and in the conversation which followed he told Mr. Lyon that he had trouble on account of his wife and added, “Look out for some startling reports.”

The deceased was a son of the late Joseph Fegley, who was killed a few years ago in East Reading by a runaway sleighing team. He was 24 years old, a pipe cutter by occupation, and bore an excellent reputation for sobriefty and industry. Henry, George, Mrs. Henry Zuber and Mrs. Annie Gartner are the surviving brotehrs and sisters.

A watch and chain, a small sum of money and the other person effects which were taken from the pockets of the dead man were given to his wife.

Culled from the September 27, 1886 issue of the Reading Times.

Young Finn’s Jealousy

December 5, 1886

YOUNG FINN’S JEALOUSY.
He Tells His Adored to Call at a Hotel,
Where She Finds Him Dead.

 


NEW YORK, Dec. 5.—Thomas F. Finn registered at the West Side Hotel, Sixth avenue and Fifteenth street, on Friday evening, and got a room for the night. When it was entered yesterday morning he was found lying on his bed with a bullet hole in his breast and a discharged revolver in his hand. He had been dead for hours. A letter addressed to the landlord of the hotel stated that he was going to take his life, and asked that in case he failed to make a good job of it, he should be sent to the New York Hospital.

Finn was twenty years old, and has been a head messenger for the Mutual District Telegraph Company. He committed suicide through jealousy of the attentions by young men to a girl named Kitty Daly, twenty years old, who works in Stein’s silk factory. The suicide left a note which read:  “K.D. has been the cause of this. She will understand all. Finn.”

The girl says she knew him since childhood. For a year past the couple have kept company. She refused to marry him once, but kept up the acquaintance. He was of a very jealous disposition. He met her on Friday by appointment, and said he had intended to kill her and himself, but Father Wall, of St. Agnes’ Church, had been trying to dissuade him, so he had told the priest that he would let the girl live, but made no promise about himself. Upon leaving her he told her to call at the West Side Hotel next day. She went there yesterday and learned his fate.


From the Collection of The Comtesse DeSpair
The 1886 Morbid Scrapbook

A Fitting End For Both

December 6, 1886
A FITTING END FOR BOTH.
A Gambler Shoots the Woman Who Cast Him Off and Then Himself.


WASHINGTON, Dec. 6.—A double tragedy occurred to-night in the “Division,” a disreputable part of the city, which, by reason of the prominence in their respective lines of the parties concerned, created quite a little excitement among certain of Washington’s inhabitants. About eighteen months ago John Rowe, a gambler of New York City, came to Washington with a full pocket book. He was accompanied by Minnie Raymond, his mistress, whom he soon established as proprietress of a bagnio south of the avenue. About six months ago he encountered a streak of bad luck and lost all his money. He was discarded by his paramour in favor of another man, said to be the son of a prominent dry goods merchant.

Rowe went on to the house and asked her for money. On being refused, he upbraided her for her ingratitude, and was ejected from the house by the police. He threatened the woman’s life at the time. Luck still ran against him, and to-night, mad with jealousy and his reduced circumstances, he went to the dive and shot the woman through the head immediately on seeing her. He then shot himself through the head causing almost instant death. The woman is still alive, but will probably die. 

From the Collection of The Comtesse DeSpair
The 1886 Morbid Scrapbook

Tragic Passion

Steele Scrapbook – September 1, 1885

 

TRAGIC PASSION.


FATAL RESULT OF REJECTED LOVE AT ASBURY PARK.


Horrified Sybarites—An Infatuated Youth Attempts to Kill a Lady Because She
Refused to Marry Him on Sight—He Shoots Himself.

ASBURY PARK, N. J., Sept. 1.—A sad case of suicide and attempted shooting took place at the Newman Spring Hotel, a summer resort near Red Bank, last evening. About three weeks ago George Curry, a son of Orrin Curry, a well known resident of Red Bank, became acquainted with a young lady stopping at Red Bank. Acquaintance ripened into a warmer feeling. The girls’ name is Susie Westcott, and Curry became infatuated with her, but found that he had a rival in the person of Mr. Stevens, bookkeeper for W. A. French & Co., who had supplanted him in the young lady’s affections. Last night Curry asked Stevens if he were going to the hotel. Stevens replied in the negative, and Curry then remarked that he would go and started to walk away.

As soon as Curry was out of sight Stevens procured a wagon and drove up to the hotel, thereby reaching it in advance of his rival. It is surmised that Stevens had advised the young lady as to Curry’s coming and probable intentions, and when Curry arrived he and the girl soon after started for a stroll around the grounds. Shortly after a pistol shot was heard, quickly followed by a second shot. The first shot was fired by Curry at Miss Westcott, the ball striking one of her corset steels and glancing off harmlessly. The pistol was then pointed by Curry at his own head and the shot proved fatal. He died almost instantly.

Curry’s father—whose only son he is—is a highly respected citizen of this town, and has held many offices of trust. His son George was educated at the Medical College at Philadelphia, in which city he married, after he graduated, removed to Brooklyn, N. Y., where he practiced his profession for two or three years, and was successful until some difficulty arose between the young couple and they parted. The Doctor soon after obtained a divorce, since which time he has been residing with his parents and has led rather a restless life, although he was much esteemed among his acquaintances. The blow to his father is a severe one and he is prostrated from grief. The remains of the young man were taken charge of by Coroner Robert T. Smith and an inquest will be held.


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Suicide In A Bank

1892 Morbid Scrapbook

SUICIDE IN A BANK.


The Watchman Found Dead With a Bullet in His Head.

BALTIMORE, Feb. 3.—Shortly after three o’clock this morning, Watchman McCauley, at the Continental National Bank, committed suicide in the bank by shooting. McCauley was seen by the officer on the beat at ten minutes before three o’clock. He was walking up and down and nothing unusual about his demeanor was noticeable. At three o’clock he should have turned in an alarm, and it was his failure to do so that apprised the authorities that something was wrong. A messenger was sent to the bank, but reported that the watchman was nowhere to be seen. Another boy was sent around, and he saw the watchman lying on the floor with the blood pouring from his head.

Patrolman Lewis hastened to the bank and saw McCauley lying on the floor in a pool of blood. He summoned Sergeant Kirsch and Patrolman Reynolds. Marshall Frey and Cashier J. Wesley Guest, of the bank, were sent for. McCauley had been dead for some time before Sergeant Kirsch reached his side. Teller Roger Frey, of the bank, a son of Marshall Frey, said that the revolver used was kept in one of the drawers at the paying desk. This drawer was found half open. McCauley was about sixty years of age and exceedingly feeble. He leaves a wife and family. He was a brother of Rev. James A McCauley, ex-president of Dickinson College, the famous Methodist Divinity School at Carlisle, Pa.

From the collection of The Comtesse DeSpair

The 1892 Morbid Scrapbook

Mysterious Shooting Case

Steele Scrapbook – October 28, 1885

Mysterious Shooting Case.

LEOMINSTER, MASS., Oct. 28.—A mysterious case, which is now being investigated by the police, is causing considerable excitement. Arthur Spill, a young man, left here for Worcester yesterday. He returned on the evening train and went to the house of Edward Crockett, who is employed at Northboro, his wife and children being at home. About 10 o’clock Spill was found in Crockett’s door-yard in a dying condition. He had been shot through the lungs with a shotgun, and lived only about an hour after he was taken home. The wound evidently could not have been self-inflicted. Spill, while dying, talked freely against his neighbors in general, but refused to furnish any account of the shooting.

Further investigation proves that a man named Allen, who first reached the dying man, reports that Spill’s clothing was on fire, having been ignited by the discharge of the gun, and that Spill admitted that he took his own life.

 

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