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The Daily Dispatch: October 10, 1861., [Electronic resource], Communication between Baltimore and Washington stopped. (search)
Singular suicide. --At seven o'clock yesterday, the corpse of Louis Aron, who had been missing all night, was found in an out-house attached to the Second District Draining Machine, in which he was employed. The deceased was a native of France, 53 years of age. About eighteen months ago he lost his son, his only relative, and in whom the old man's affections were completely wrapped up. From that time forth he used to tell his friends, with solemn earnestness, that he would die in October, 1861. Some of them supposed him insans, although he was sensible enough on all other subjects. As the present month approached he became more and more dejected and morose, and perhaps determined that he would assist the decree of destiny with his own hands. It is supposed that he went out into the out-house about 12 o'clock, and just as the last stroke of midnight announced the inauguration of his fatal month, he severed the thread of life. He had loaded one barrel of a shot-gun with ball,
Strange fatality. --The New Orleans Delta, of the 24th, has the following account of a singular suicide which occurred in that city on Wednesday last: Our readers will recollect that on the first day of October, early in the morning, a Frenchman named Louis Aron, employed at the second district draining machine, was found in an out-house with his brains blown out. He had been greatly depressed in spirits, on account of the death of his son, to whom he was devotedly attached. This preyed upon his mind until he became firmly convinced that it was his destiny to be a corpse by the first of October. Finding himself in good health and in no immediate danger of death on the evening of the 30th of September, he concluded to assist his destiny, and went into the out-house with a double-barrelled gun, shooting himself just as the clock struck the midnight hour. His widow was almost crazed with grief at this second blow, and, strange to say, a similar infatuation took possess