A Double Tragedy

Mention has already been made of tho j nttempted wife-murdpr and suicido by i Prof. Garland at New Brunswick, N. J. ! Lftte New York papers fiirnish ua with additiotlal particulars of tliis strange affair, and the foüowing facts bave been milde public ; The Professor was verging on 50, nis j wife being oníy a fe.V years hia junior. Their married life extended over twenty yeas. For two years things have gone badly between Garland and his wife, arising from an insane and utterly gi-oundloas feeling of jealousy of hia wife on the part of the Professor. He became jealous of her cousin, a boy still in his teens, who was taking musical . lessons froni the Professor himself. : Within the last month his attitude ! toward his wife became positively brutal. I He Vttrald come home drunk and abuse I and beat her, Finally things carne to ' such a pass that the wife took the necossary steps to procure a legal separation, i which was granted her a short time since, and on the day of the occurrence Mrs. Garland was to have opened a music store with her son Alfred, and the ! breaking up of the family was to take place. What followed is taken from the : New York Herald : "On Sunday last the family met as usual at the table. The Professor attended the Second Eeformed Church, where he played the organ. Mrs. Gar laud took her place as usual in the choir of St. James' Methodist Episcopal i Church. ' Yesteiday morning the entire family ! Fat down to breakfast. Between 7 and 8 o'clock he left the store and proceeded to his store in Albany street, New BrunsI wiek. Breakfast over, Mrs. Garland fini ished packing up the fiuTiitiire she proposed removing with her. About 10 o'clock her husband returned to the house, but went away soon after, withj out saying or doing anything noticeable. i He returned at a few minutes after 12 ! o'clock, and, after walking around the house abstractedly several tiaies, en: tered the dwelling by the kitchen door. Mrs. Garland was there with her datigh! ter packing up. The Professor wore a very strange look, and had something in I his hand, which subsequently provea to I be a Colt's seven-barreled revolver. Sudi denly he leveled his weapon at Mrs. ! Garlaud's head and fired, the bftll enter; ing her mouth, crasliing away her teeth, : and passing out through the back of her neck. The horrifled lady, almost paralyzed with dread, sank on her kaees befoie her murderer. " 'Oh, James, James, for God's sake, i don't kill me !' implored Mrs. Garland, I but her husband shot her while on her j knees, the ball entering her head. Then Miss Anna, a daughter of 14, conragoj ously sprang forward and thrust aside her father's right hand in which he still grasped the revolver. Before he could j ñre at his wife a third time, she, with a desperate etlbrt, sprang from the house into the yard, and there dropped parentiy dead. ne rotessor aarteti f 10111 tlie kitchen, sprang np-siairs to liis room, threw Limself on tho bed, leveled the revolver at his own In ui and tired. The bal! lodged just over the right eye. Finding himself still alive. lie took a pen knife from his pocket and slashed open his throat, inflicting a frightful vound, breakiug the blade of the pen knife in his frenzy. ïhis did not kill him, so he rushed into the hall, procured a haminer and then crushed in his sknll, making a hole twice the size of a silver dollar. Soon after this his sou Alfred, who was awai from home arrived, and, witll the assistance of a Mr. Short, broko in the door of the Professor's bedroom, and there witnessed a sight which made their blood run cold. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his head and face, and shirtfront covered and streaming with blood, was Garland, utterly nnconscious. The ftoor at tho bedside was covered with gore, and the walls, and even ceiling, were bespattered with blood. It was expected that every moment he would breathe his last. His powerful physique, however, held him up. At about 4 o'clock lie became conscious. " ' Is wife dead V he asked. " No, butshe's ' " ' My God, I'm glad of that !' and he sank back."