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Hokitika Guardian, 6 August 1926, Page 1

A POET’S LETTER. NEW YORK, July 1. A middle-aged man of poetical temperament, living a, life of loneliness in a remote region of Mexico, was unwittingly responsible for a tragedy winch occurred two days ago. when, in lus sumptuous Long Island home, Sydney Erskine Brewster murdered his young wife and then killed himself with a bullet through the heart. The couple, who figured prominently in the best New York society, were found by servants dead, seated face to face in two chairs in a bedroom. Tbe authorities last night found in the coat pocket of the dead man tiny scraps of a letter which they laboriously pieced together. The missive liore only the signature “Rad.” It was addressed to “Tracy, dearest.” “I've missed you:” it rail “ami everything yon mean—yon dear, stray girl, Traev. whose name the wind sings’ through the trees and whose face lingers In the dusk of the twilight of these old hills, “ I’m lonely, miserable as can be, and must have one thought, and that’s to get away where I can see you, even for a little. “ All my thoughts are with you, and I reach again for your hands across miles between us.’Beneath the signature was a single bar of music of seven notes in the treble clef. The expression markings were “pianissimo” and “crescendo.” The relatives of Mrs Tracy Brewster say that they suspect the identity of the letter writer, whom they describe as “ a foolish man, old enough to have been her father.”

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