The Lonely Death on Harris Street
A worker for the Fairhaven Land Company is found dead after a final, downward spiral triggered by isolation and heavy drinking.
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Sunday morning, as two men in the employ of the Fairhaven Land Company were going toward the company’s barn on Harris Street, they saw a man leaning over the fence on the inside of the sidewalk. He was motionless and the men supposed he was drunk, but as it was sleeting and quite cold, they stopped to arouse him or take him to shelter. They spoke to him but received no answer and then they tried shaking him, but with no result. A closer examination showed them that the man was beyond being aroused, but they did not know he was dead. The body was removed to the barn and a doctor was summoned who, upon examination, pronounced the man beyond help, having died some time before. The body, however, was still warm, which gave rise to some curious stories—one being that the man, after being pronounced dead, had recovered consciousness, had a drink, and gone on his way. There was no truth in any of these stories. J.W. Douglass had been in the employ of the Land Company on some of their outside work. About a month ago, he was taken sick and cared for at a boarding house on Harris Street. Upon his recovery, he commenced drinking and kept it up until his death, which was the result of drink and exposure. While drinking, he was quarrelsome and ugly, and a week ago was ordered from his boarding house. A collection was taken up to bury the man, and yesterday he was laid in his last resting place by his fellow workers.
“The body was followed to the grave by a large number of those with whom he had been employed, all of whom spoke kindly of him, adding that his worst enemy had been himself.”
The precarious nature of boarding-house life and the lack of social safety nets for isolated workers mirrors modern struggles with housing and mental health care, where the loss of a room often precedes a fatal decline.
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