from The Fitchburg Sentinel, Saturday, 10 Nov 1894,
| G. F. Simonds' Death
Particulars of the Accident Learned -- Burial at Forest Hills
The letters received in this city yesterday relative to the accident by which George F. Simonds met with death corroborated the telegrams received the day before, but added little in the way of news. Mr. Hubbell, superintendent of the Simonds Mfg. company, who had just arrived in Chicago from the Pacific coast at the time of the accident, brings the following points connected with the accident, which doubtless will be of interest to Fitchburg readers:
Mr. Simonds had been in California the past summer, his health being completely undermined, and his doctor recommending that trip. He returned East in September, and his doctor again advised his staying in California where he could keep out of doors and be thoroughly cut off from his business associations. He also recommended Mr. Simonds to try smoking, thinking that this would act as a sedative and quiet his nerves. Mr. and Mrs. Simonds passed through Chicago, Sunday night, and a mile or so east of Scranton, Kansas, Mr. Simonds passed his hadn across his forehead and complained his head bothered him. He told his wife he thought he would go out on the platform and try smoking a cigar; that it was too close in the car. These were the last words he ever spoke to Mrs. Simonds. He left her and went out on the rear platform of the last car. Mrs. Simonds being accustomed to his having these pains in his head thought nothing more about it, and as the train arrive at Osage City, a telegraph boy came into the car and inquired for Mrs. Simonds. He said her husband lay dead at Scranton, two stations back, that he had fallenoff the train. He handed her a telegram in which thes words were written. Mr. Simonds had the railroad tickets, money, etc., with him.
Mrs. Simonds got off the train at Osage City, and after making necessary arrangements at Scranton, left on the next train on her return to Chicago.
It is supposed that he fell off near Scranton, probably at the switches or a curve. The train Mr. and Mrs. Simonds were on does not stop at Scranton, and it is about an hour's run to Osage City. Had it happened between stations, the news of his death would have come to Mrs. Simonds much later, as the country there is unsettled.
The body was interred at Forest Hills cemetery, Boston, this afternoon. This is all the information that the family here has obtained.
The shops of the Simonds Mfg. Co., the Simonds Rolling Machine Co. and the Ball Bearing Co. were closed at noon today.