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Easter Suicides and Fatal Accidents in the Midst of a Blizzard (1915)

From the New York Tribune, April 5, 1915:


Deaths and Accidents in Wake of Blizzard Make Day a Tragic One.
Another, Despondent Over War, Stabs Self Through Heart-Man Killed in L.I. Tube.
     Misfortune stalked out of Saturday’s blizzard and Easter Sunday ended with a tale of suicide, accidental deaths and minor accidents that few days have equalled. Against this record the Tombs court set a mark that can be bettered in only one way, and that an absolutely clear docket. One case was all Magistrate Ten Eyck had to handle.

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Revealed In A Dream

I’ve written about dreams before on this blog, specifically dreams about death that seemingly came true. As a skeptic, I don’t know if this phenomena carries “real” meaning or if it’s pure coincidence, but I do know that I’ve had premonitions in my own dreams and coincidence or not, it’s eerie. (But also kind of magical.)

The Herald [Los Angeles, CA] 21 Sept. 1893
The St. Louis Republic, 22 Dec. 1902

Los Angeles Herald, 28 Nov. 1909

The Spokane Press, 14 Apr. 1910
The Falls City Tribune [Nebraska], 9 Sept. 1904

The Bemidji Daily Pioneer [Minnesota], 16 Nov. 1910
Hopkinsville Kentuckian, 13 May 1915
The St. Louis Republic, 21 May 1905

Because of the poor quality of the text on this article, I’ll transcribe it for you.
“William Craw, a 19-year-old patient in the Bridgeport Hospital, has amazed the surgeons by a mysterious faculty of ‘seeing things’ in dreams before they happen, or about the time they happen. Mrs. Rosa Jepson, a sister of the young man, who is recovering from the loss of a leg in a railroad accident, called on him. His mother died after he was taken to the hospital and his sister feared to break the news.
     ‘Mother had another of those bad spells last night,’ she said.
     ‘Why, mother is dead now,’ said the young man sadly. Then he told of a dream. ‘I knew she was dead last night when I had a dream at 10 o’clock,’ he said. ‘I dreamed that I was in the open air. Suddenly two stars descended. One of them burst open and I saw mother’s face. She smiled, and I felt her fingers running through my hair. She said, ‘Oh, Willie.’ Then I awoke.’
     The boy’s mother died at 10 o’clock, the hour he had the dream.
     Three nights before Craw met with the accident he says he dreamed that he was injured and told his friends at the time.”

The Logan Republican, 25 Nov. 1913
The Minneapolis Journal, 16 July 1904
Holmes Co. Republican, 14 March 1872

Insane Priest Causes Panic (1910)

The Winchester News, 8 Nov. 1910

Dragged Eighteen Miles By Train; Legs Crushed to a Jelly (1892)

From Kansas’ The Evening Bulletin, March 18, 1892:

A Mail Carrier’s Ride to Death.
     CRAWFORDSVILLE, Ind., March 18-It was a fearful ride that James Galbraith had on the Monon freight train Wednesday afternoon. Gailbraith is [a] mail carrier at Linden, eighteen miles out of Crawfordsville. He got the mail from the northbound train and started for the post office, climbing between two cars of a freight train that was standing on the switch. While in the act of climbing through, the train started and his legs were caught between the draw bars.
     There was no brake for him to seize, so in terrible agony as he was, he seized the narrow blocks along the ends of the drawbar and pluckily held on for the awful ride of eighteen miles, his legs being crushed to a jelly as the cars bumped and thundered along over the rough roadbed. It seems almost miraculous, but the plucky man did not faint till the train stopped in Crawfordsville. He was at once discovered and taken from his place of fearful torture. He can hardly recover, but he will die with the reputation of having made the most terrible ride on record.”

Haunted Woman Dies Under Wheels of Train


Placed Head on Tracks to End Life when Grewsome Ghost’s Presence Became Unbearable to Sufferer.

Special to The Washington Herald.
     Baltimore, Aug. 8- Haunted, she felt, by the headless ghost of her husband, Johanna D. Winkler, of Landsdowne, walked to her death early to-day on the tracks of the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad. A year ago Harry D. Winkler blew off his head with a shotgun; to-day, his wife’s decapitated body lies in the Mount Winans’ police station, and over all is the tale of the woman’s fear as she wandered through thirteen months of a life made tragic by the spirit which haunted her day and night.

The Washington Herald 9 Aug. 1911

     Either walking in her sleep or leaving her home deliberately, Mrs. Winkler was ground under the wheels of the northbound Pittsburg-to-New York express, at 3:35 a.m. Her head was severed and hurled 100 feet away from the spot where her body was found, near the Landsdowne station, by William Files, engineer at the Monumental Yeast Works.
     That the frenzied woman placed her head upon one of the tracks was the opinion of Dr. Robert C. Clark, coroner, who gave a verdict of suicide.
     For months, Mrs. Winkler’s friends say she had been in a highly nervous condition over what she was sure were the visits of her husband’s specter. Headless and bloody, she said, it was always following her. Some time after his death she moved with her son, Oscar, to Highlandtown in the hope of shaking off her husband’s horrid wraith.
     But it was always the same. Those who knew her say that with blind terror in her eyes she would hurry about glancing behind her to see the headless body of her husband ever following her.
     It is thought that her mind became unbalanced through the great grief and shock of her husband’s terrible act, which is still vivid in the minds of the people of the little township. Placing a shotgun against his temple he pressed the trigger with one of his great toes, completely blowing his head from his body. This was in July, 1910.
     Last Thursday Mrs. Winkler returned to Landsdowne. She secured accommodations with a family living there. Last evening she seemed particularly restless. At 1 o’clock this morning she came from her room, attired only in a wrapper. A member of the household was aroused and asked where she was going.
     ‘To buy a paper,’ Mrs. Winkler replied.
     Several persons saw the figure of the woman, looking herself like a ghost, gliding swiftly up and down the tracks near the station. They did not stop her and went their ways to learn of the tragedy this morning when called to the inquest.”

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