Moore - Frank
Source: Crawfordsville Daily Journal Monday, 23 July 1894
The following from the Lafayette Sunday Times will interest the many acquaintances of Frank Moore, who for a long time held a chair in Fossie’s barber shop: “No ghastly Pegasus born Benjamin Frank Moore in his remarkable effort yesterday morning to prematurely probe the Hereafter. But upon the legs that nature gave him this well known young man set the pace for the grim destroyer in his endeavors to escape those who would hold him to the bond of earthy existence. Think of self sought surcease with the stomach stirring elements of arsenic. “Rough on Rats” and poisonous fly paper water! Well, all these were flagged and represented on Moore’s suicidal program, and it primarily required the sprinting efforts of Metropolitan police and citizens to capture, and, subsequently, the active engineering of a stomach pump, and the heroic administration of most effective antidotes to reduce the irritated interior of the would be dead man to a condition that would permit of time for recuperation.
Dr. J. D. Hillis, called to relieve Moore of the first paroxysms super induced by the medley of poisons and still attending the patient at the home of the latter’s mother, Mrs. Stephen Moore, No. 74 Brown Street, was last night much more inclined to believe that the sufferer would recover than during the day. While still complaining of occasional violent pain in the stomach region, Moore, at 8 o’clock last night, called for food and swallowing the same was able to avoid vomiting.
Dr. Hillis noted other favorable indications that the poison’s ravages were checked, and were it not for the possibilities of inflammation there would be hardly a doubt of Moore’s recovery. As it is, it appears from latest report that the chances for life are with him. It is of various surmise, but unauthentic, the reasons for Moore’s gloomy views of a mundane career.
Disappointment in a love affair is especially set up in theory, but as the principal actor in yesterday’s exciting scene is not now prone to interviewing, the guessers may grope for the time being. His recent eccentricity is not Moore’s only claim to fame, for in the days of riot trials he was not the least of illuminants on the A. P. A. side. By trade he is a barber, of late in business on North Ninth Street.”
Some evil Nemesis seems to pursue the barbers of Mr. Fossee’s tonsorial emporium. Frank Moore committed suicide