, well known in St. Louis
as the "Indian Herb Doctor
," drowned himself near Carondelet, Mo.
, on the 16th ult., by leaping from the ferry boat.
The St. Louis Express says of him:
has reached the age of seventy-four years, and certainly had to fight a great deal with the ups and downs in life.
He was favorably known in Berlin
by his great humor, as the proprietor of a fashionable wine hall; but had to leave Berlin
in 1850 on account of financial difficulties, and emigrated to London
, where he then made his appearance as the editor of a small comic journal.
From there he emigrated to New York in 1852, where he made great sensation by his comic performances amongst the Germans for some time, and then moved to Chicago
, and from there to St. Louis
He was sometimes employed in saloon keeping, cigar dealing, giving lectures and comic performances, until he commenced practicing as an Indian herb doctor, on the corner of Third and Market streets. He was evidently tired of life, and having suffered many vicissitudes and privations of late, he seems to have contemplated suicide for some time.
In the trunk of this remarkable character was found a letter to a St. Louis
friend, of which the following is an extract:
These lines I address to you one hour before my death.
I die with grand resignation, in the waves of the Mississippi
, in order to be spared to ask hospitality in any house, otherwise I could have arranged it more comfortable.
My corpse I present to the Humboldt Institute
for the advancement of science.
My stomach must give a wonderful picture, and I should myself like to have one look at it. I have declared that I do not wish for the ceremonies of a funeral, which have always been laughable to me, ever since I have been capable of exercising the use of reason.