EARLY, Dennis - I'm kilt - Putnam

Yesterday morning about 5 o’clock, Mrs. Dennis Early who lives on Fox Ridge a suburb of this city was suddenly awakened by hearing her husband cry, I’m kilt – I’m dead!” and on springing out of bed she found her liege lord had possessed himself of a large butcher knife with which he seemed bent on “cutting his entrails out.” Before she could reach him and wrench the knife from his hands, he made a second thrust at his stomach which came near being fatal. On getting him in bed and sending for a physician, it was found the knife had entered in the epigastric region just grazing the upper edge of the stomach and making a wound an inch and a half or two inches in length.  Dr. Wilcox, who was called to dress the wound considered it dangerous but not necessarily fatal.  He found Mr. Early still laboring under the suicidal mania which induced him to attempt his own life.  Mr. Early is an industrious, sober Irishman and by economy and hard labor has succeeded in accumulating a nice little property.  He has been engaged as a section hand on the Vandalia road for some time but for the last two weeks he has been suffering from dyspepsia and indigestion which prevent his working.  This loss of time, together with his sickness, brought on a melancholy and he constantly feared he would be reduced to want and suffering and he thought to forestall his misfortunes by taking his own life.  It is believed he will have to be removed to the asylum as he will likely repeat his attempt at suicide the first opportunity.