Last Farewell Ride

Chicago Tribune, November 23, 1886. Another Louvin-esque tragedy, unless maybe it’s more of a Handsome Family song in embryo. The wonderfully macabre thing about a horse-and-buggy in this context is that it runs on autopilot. I wonder if Rowland consciously took that into account in framing his suicide plan. Either way, the decedent gets extra gothic credit for having been employed at the Oswosso Casket Works.