FAULSTITCH - NANNY
The Sensation After A Day's Reflection And Investigation
THE LATEST FACTS DEVELOPED
The Young Lady's Remains Lying In State At The Undertakers,
And Receiving Fitting Attention- The Young Man Quietly Buried
Not more drearily have the clouds draped our thirsty city with promise unfulfilled than have the vapors of impenetrable mystery enshrouded the piteous deaths of the two young lovers whose tragic ends have so lately sounded the very depths of human sympathy. Young, loving and save to themselves, strangers in the land, drew the inspiration of impetous love, enacted their tragedy unseen by mortal eye and rushed into the presence of their God. The agonizing spectacle of their tragic love drama has been enacted in our midst and none may tell the hour, the why or the mysterious agencies that closed the pathway of meadowy youth in the beetle-browed cliff of death.
Our people were rudely shocked and the event was the topic of Sundays conversational conjecture. Was it a case of Paul and Virginia, tender meloncholy, a reproduction of Classic Abelard and Eloise, or was the dual-death scene a photograph of the refined barbarism of Gotham, and the realization of horrors depicted in sensational fictions, and too often in the actual barbarities of irratinal love and hate? There were some who were confident that the young German, from jealousy or other diabolical feeling, murdered his sweetheart and then put an end to himself - a grossness of cruelity so often enacted of late years. To support their views, arguments of no considerable weight were advanced, and summarized were about these. There is no sufficient cause, they say, in the mere fact of parental objection to instill such desperate proceedings. There is absence of cause for making a life and death issue simpLy for the reason that parents on one side object. Again, had she been a willing victim to such rashness, the weapon would have been placed so near as to have left a powder burn, which was not the case. The letter declaritory of their intention to be united in death was on his person and in his hand-write. Faulstitch was desperate and out of money, whilst Fanny was amply provided for. She had been betrayed by another and her disgrace did not cause such violence of grief as to induce suicide, nor could she had loved Faulstitch with such adoration to have yielded her life to him rather than delay a marriage. The letters torn up were all in er handwriting and the fact of their departure from the hotel the evening before the murder which did not occur until near twenty four hours afterwards, showed to those advocating this view, that no such design could not have been entertained at the onset of the journeying whose goal was death.
On the other hand it is commnded that her last hope had departed - that her lover being unable, according to his ideas to marry her, and life a hopeless waste, she cared not to outlet the stormy sea upon whose shores she had once been so rudely stranded.
The further fact is urged that the cartridge which killed her, had indentations showing that one or more unsuccessful efforts had been made to kill her between which efforts she could have screamed, ran away or struggled in such manner as to have left evidence of her unwillingness to adopt the reckless course. The fact of the memorandum of intent in being signed by Faulstich in his own chirography, her name, as well as his own, is accounted for by it's having been accomplished in her presence, such an act, it is contended, of hypocracy and deceit, would never have been done on the very eve of self-destuction. The absence of powder burn is accounted for by the small size of the pistol and the further consideration that it was not necessary that the muzzle should have been placed in very close proximity to her head. The additional circumstance of their having mingled keys on the same ring the evening of leaving the hotel, seems to evince a determination to create a mutuality in all things which their sad fate interprets. The peculiar views of the young German may have influenced his own resolves and the hopeless future of the enamored girl, might readily have coincided with those mistaken ideas.
But, be it all as it may, only the eye of omniscience has penetrated the mysterious vale, seperating the act from the motive. Kind hands were ready to be extended to the loving and too trusting girl; fond hearts were pulsating with natural tenderness for the unfortunate, yet it seems she preferred to plunge into the trackless future with him she loved rather than dare the sneers of offended society.
All day Sunday, until 3pm, her remains were visited at the undertakers where they were removed to their final resting place in the Trinity cemetery, followed by her brother, Mr. W.H. Nanney of Fort Worth and personal friends. Floral tributes were presented and the last offering of affection paid to the "one more unfortunate rashly importunate" as her remains were depositod in the Mother Earth.
The body of Faulstich was interred at public expense, and the curtain dropped upon a tragedy of emotional sensation that has at once shocked and bewildered our people.
Since writing the above, the clouds are beginning to lift and by degrees the mystery is dissolving. From what was gleaned yesterday by a HERALD reporter it appears that Miss Fannie Nanny, who is from Tennessee, attended school at Bardstown, Kentucky. Subsequently she met a man of wealth, who is rumored to be a resident of Fort Worth, by whom she was seduced. When she discovered that she was about to become a mother she went to her married sisters, who lives at or near Little Rock. Her sister, according to her story as she told it to a friend before her death, declined to shield her shame or assist her. In her desperation she wrote to her brother, Mr. W.H. Nanny of Fort Worth and he generously wrote her to come to him and that he would assist her. She did so, and under the pretense of sending her to school at Bardstown, Kentucky, he secured her quarters at the American House, No 1322, Main Street, where she was attended by two well known physicians of this city. A premature birth followed. She never would tell her brother who ruined her. A few weeks ago she met Faulstich and the hour they met they took fancy to each other. He was very Jealous of her movements, and she appeared to be devoted to him. Some who saw his remains, professed to recognize him as a drummer for a Galveston house. Verily the wages of sin is death.
The account in the HERALD this morning of the killing of Miss Fanny Nanny and her lover, Faulstitch, produced a profound sensation here, where Miss Nanny and her brother are so well known. The implied reduction on the lady's character is considered unjust and must have been some "triffle, light as air" magnified by the mind's eye of the infatuated Faulstich into a "cloud".
