Indianapolis Leader, Volume 2, Number 50, Indianapolis, Marion County, 23 July 1881 — Page 3

A SUMMER SHADOW.

II ATT Ii. WHITNEY. Dearest, shall we find the lummtr days? Shall we find the inmmer dajs aa they were? There was beauty lu the Heavens, There wm sweetness on the earth, And we heard a song of gladness Id the rushes and the ferns, In the foamy ripple's stir; And we watched the tender twilight as it quivered o'er the tide. Till the summer moon fled down the west and died. Dearest, shall we find the light of old? Shall we find the love and freshness of the pant? Ab! 1 wonld tbe days might bring it, For the Tear has been so long! I have watched, and wept, and waited Tea, I feel the grace is lest, For its glory could not last. And a weird, unresting spirit haunts me through the ghostly night. And I watch with bitter griering for the ight. Dearest, now the summer days hare come Come with beauty, and, for others song and bloom; Bat for ns, O mourning spirit, Pead-äea fruit and vanished dreams! ' Useless hoping, Idle waiting; We have dung and we most weep Hear and heed the Toice of doom I listen to the drifting of the rain against the door, And I kbow for ns the charm will be no more. LOST. . fMacmillan's Magazine. A 6 1 range stillness and darkness, a gray, black twilight everywhere, broken only by a whiteness beneath; yet the darkness and stillness were nothing to me save as conditions that existed, but in which I had no concern. I passed out of the room, though no door opened for tne, and down the stairs. There were faces I knew dimly, as in a dream; they went by ad and silent, not even seeing me. In a rooin beneath, where a nickering candle burnt, where two human beings, the one a babe sleeping in its cot; I stood by its side a moment, not knowing what made me stay, but I saw the child's face, and felt a strange comfort frcm the sight. The other was a man sitting by a table, hi arms stretched out across it, and and his head resting upon them. lie did not move or stir, his' face was hidden, but I knew that he was bowed down by sorrow, and there was something that drew me to his side, that made me long to comfort him, to say pitying words, telling him how short were sorrow and sleep, how long were thought and waking. 13ut the longing was undefined, and had no power to shape itself into action, and I stood silent and still. Then I put out my hand and touched his shoulder. lie did not raise his head, but for the first timo he moved, his frame was suddenly convulsed, and he sobbed bitterly. And so the night passed, he weeping and I watching, and stealthily and cruelly the morning light crept in at the staring, uncurtained windows. 1 was in the upper room again; I knew not how, nor how long after, for time and space had no measure for me. I loc ked round the room; it was draped in white, and at one end there was a bed, and on it the outline of a human form covered by a sheet. There seemed some dim memory hanging about the room; but that was all, fore ,nciousneas returns but elowjy, and knowledge remains but of few things, and only of those beings that have made a mark upon our souls that even death can noteffaco. The door opened, and the man who had been weeping below entered,' and suddenly I remembered and knew my husband. - His face was sad and pale, his eyes were dim, his head was bent, but he raised it for a moment as he entered and looked nervously around the room. I held out my arms to him, but he passed me by, taking no notice; I called him by his name but he did not hear me. He went up to the bed, and kneeling down, took the handkerchief from the dead face; step by step I went forward to look at it. It was my own. "Ah! ne, no, no!" I shrieked, "It is not I! I am here beside you, my husband. Oh, my love my love it is not I! I am here! Look at me, speak to me I am here!" but the words died away and he did not hear them, and I knew that sound had gone from me forever. And still he knelt by the dead, eiving it dear names and showering down kisses upon it; and I stood by longing for all that was given for love of me, and yet not to me; stood looking with strange fear and shrinking at the white face and the still lips and closed eyes at that which had been my own self and was myself no more. But still he knelt there calling it me, and crying out to that which heard not, and was but waiting for the black grave to hide it. At hut he covered the face with the handkerchief again, and rose and left the room. I could not follow him, and waited in unutterable longing to weep, but having no words; to die, but finding that time an 1 death had passed by that to death I had paid tribute and yet remained. I looked round the room, and slowly there came dim memories of many things of pain, and sorrow, and parting; of pain, that death had conquered, and that lay forever vanquished in that still form; of sorrow, that death had left, and that only one soul could conquer a soul still living within a human body. I knew the room now, it was the one I used to sleep in and had called my own; they had coveied the furniture with white; and yet around and about lay things my hands had fashioned hands that never more might stir a single leaf or move one atom from its place. Suddenly, in a corner of the room, I saw the uncovered looking-glass, and wondering, remembered; and fearing and shrinking with a strange terror, I went forward, and standing before it, looked and saw nothing. All else I saw the room, the shrouded iurniture. some fading flowers in a vace, the outline of the dead woman lying on the bed every my nana k inn my agony, it, but the vacant gla33 gave no sign, no trace; showed nothing nothing. Then I understood then I realized that sight and sound knew me no longer, and that the eves I loved were blind to me in their waking hours blind forevermore while time should last; and time that heaps dust on all things, would heap it up higher between the memory of my face and him. But did he not feel my presence did he not know that I was by him, and would be by him, until, at last, from out of the worn body the soul should slowly lilt itself into ik.t ntk1nt !a Ktit nna ofon KiiirVior in th : 4:11 i,,:., 1.1 u sorrow and parting no more? For as the clay fetters all, dear, and the earthly chains one by one give way, our souls shall a " "a T,ntii .witr tho mist shall clear and we shall see each other Sice more face to face, and out of the darkness of human pain shall come everlasting light. How the knowledge of this would u neip youi now u wouiu wuhwk twu i.v that though sirht and sound have t tW is one thincr that links tho world together oae memory that binds the mortal to the immortal! For love, that is tnincer than lifu. shall be stronger than death, and passing on, shall look back upon death the love that came to us from with out and shall pass out with us into that which ever has been and shall be. unto which no end is. Thrnucrh all the lonsr davs that followed I was with him, through all his lonely hours and passionate grief. I stood by him while he slept and whispered loving words into bia ears and he heard them and was comforted. And we traveled DacK together Llnntr the dream road to all that had been in tho, far-oif time, and the remembrance of old. sweet days came before his sleeping oa hut things were not as we tfm. but shaped themselves differently, and wore strange and terrible faces that him start from his sleep and look ..,nrf thA dark room half fearing, half -wonderin ing and he saw, not me standing beq, bat only the black hopelessness of fore him

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the night. Or I would say strange words to him as he slept words that in life I had never said, so that he might know thero was a meeting-time yet to come, for of that T dared not speak; but he would not hear

them. "Come to me in my waking hours," he cried, and I could make no sign, no re sponse. It is only in dreams that the dead have power over the living, for theirs is the land ot wnicn tue living see oniy uviui gleams in their sleep a land where, to the Ii vi ns. all seems, ana notnwig is, ana noin ing earthly has an abiding place. "It is only a dream," he would cry .out in his de spair; it means nothing; it is only the pic ture-making of my own brain. let a world of our own creation we can in some way control; but in the world that we enter in our sleep, we nave no power, no coniroi. At Brst I was always with him, for his thought and will and longing had power to bring me, to give me a voice in his dreams, to grant me a sight of his face, but I could not tell him; I could but wait and hope, and wait again. Dear, was it only the clay that held you, was it only the touch of my hard that caressed vou, the tone of my voice that ever had tender words for you. and the sound of my eager feet that hurried swiftly toward you ever, and stayed before you waiting? Was it not my soul you loved, and the human form but as the house in which that soul dwelt? For the body is but a mere accicident,a chance garment flung aside and dropping to decay when no longer strong enough to hold ths soul it covers, a refuge in which for a time we take shelter and use human symbols to do our work and say our say; a place of lodging for that which has been and is forever and which, while it stays in the body, is fed and strengthened and beautified, and then goes forth again, or is weakened and starved and disfigured, and at last is scattered to be gathered up no more. "Was it not my soul you loved, dear, and that is not sleeping in the dead woman? Life was n( t only in the beating heart and aching head, but in the hurrying feet and tender hands, and the little eager lingers, in every atom of flesh, and from every one of these it has gone forth and waits till you shall choose whether eternity shall be our3 or not. I came to him and knew by his face that a long time had passed since our last meeting, and he was changed. Strange faces were around him, and strange voices pleased him, and the old tenderness wa3 not in his eyes when he thought of me, and my flowers were no longer on his table, my portrait no more before him.and songs that bad not been mine were on his lips. The brightness came back to his fack and the happy ring to his voice, and he passed on into a world in which I had no part or memory. But I knew that it must be so, I would not have had him grieve always, and is not lite sweet, even to those to whom death will bo sweeter? Fearing and dreading, I stood by his side once more, but only to know that the thought of me saddened him, to watch him struggle with the pa.t, and try to shut out the remembrance of the I ad face we had stood beside and with him there was a woman, young and. air, fairer than even I in my fairest days, and in her eyes there was a look of love, and on her lips were tender words, and he looked down ujwn her face and listened to her just as long ago he had looked down at ray face and listened to my words. I stood beside him and put ' my hand on his arm, and ho started as if he felt an icy coldness. I tried to look into his eyes, but shudderingly he turned away. I whispered old words in his ear, and he heard them in his heart and remembered thom, and I knew that thoughts of mo were strong upon him; yet with a sigh ho turned away and wound his arms around the woman who had taken my place. He is lonely and sad' I cried; "he can not be always alone, without mortal hands to soothe him and human tones to comfort him; it is this that draws him to her, for he is vet human. It is her humanity he craves to help him along the lonely road, the sound of a voice, the sight of a face and all that 1 can be to him .... . ... ... no more. But it is me that ho loves, it is my face he shall see once more before him in his dying hour when the companionship of human life is ended." It is not her soul that will know him when only love gives recognition, and only love may guide him over tne great threshold. lie rested his head down upon her hair, and she whispered lovingly,-"If I had only had your first lover lie looked at her 6adly and gravely, and into his voice there came a sweetness I had never heard as he answered her slowly, "You have my best love.' And stilll staid looking at him, knowing that I should do so never more that now iudeed was the great part ing between us. For that which he had called love had been but a delight in sound and touch, born of the flesh and dying with it, and not worthy of the name, and nothing else could bring me to him. And I would have been content, since ne naa willed it so, had she that was with him had . i i A-r power to give mm a perieci love; du. i knew that it was not so. Ana still l stayed, even while he clung to her until he shut his eyes so that in fancy he could not see me, and with a wrench Jhe shut all remembrance of me out of his heart and turned to her again. And then I fled out into the night, knowing that if we met again there would be no memory of mo with him, for memory dies with the body unless it is strong enough to outlive death, or love is there to carry it on. And even if he saw my face again in some dim future oi which I knew not vet, it would be strange to mm flickering thought, that can De identinot body so has the soul secrets that can never be known to the body. And I cried out to the darkness in my anguish, and the wind lent me its voice and shrieked in at the crevices and beat against the windows; but I knew that he standing within heard not or took no heed, and thought of nothing save o: the woman beside him. "Oh, could you but know how with our own hands we make our heavens and hells and the heavens and hells or those ws lover or mat wn.cn I9 ,n our hearts to the end is always.and so ourselves do we work out our own immortality. The of those w love!" For that which is in our choice is with us. and the material in our own hands, to live or die even as we will; but to live the soul must have strengthstrength that is greater than death, greater than the power that comes after to gather in until separate life is ours no more, and tne strength that is greatest is born of love that i. perfect An3 of perfect love . are al things born, o love that i in its highest has gathered beauty and wisdom to itself until the mortal life has become immortal and . ... 1 j passes on with all things in its hands. I do not know how far I went, on and on, into what strange land?,on and on.borne by the wind hurried by the storm, making no sirn, and leaving no loot-pnni owiinu. Sometimes it seemed as if tho wind that met mo understood, and went by moaning and pitying, and carried on, perhaps to him some sad message, for in its tone there seemed a cry of parting and despair that was my own. And then I went back once more to see the babe that had slept in its cot the night I had first stood beside my husband in his sorrow. There is only one being with which one's soul longs lor affinity, an amnuy oorn vi love aii'i bj inpamj', v j w knew that this was denied; my thoughts went back to the child that was mine and his. And I loved it chiefly for the life that was in it life that was his once and might know me still. I stole in the darkness through tho quiej house, and found the room where the child lay sleeping in its bed. I saw its fa2e and its soft nair and its closed I eyes.and heard the sweet sound of breathing ? that came through its parted lips, and 1 eyes.and heard the sweet sound of breathing

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longed for human life again, and would have given my soul up thankfully to have had my flesh and blood back again for one single instant, to have had that little one in my arms. And I stooped and kissed it, but

it turned shnnkingly away even in its sleep, and then, afrighted, woke and cried "Mother, mother!" And from an inner room the fair woman came, but I stood close to the child still, and touched it softly; and again, shrinking and afrighted.it held out its hands to her and cried "Mother, mother!" and she took it into her arms, and the child looked up at her face and smiled, and was satisfied. And I prssed out into the night, and on and on forever more, farther and farther away on and on, seeking the infinite and finding it never. EXPRESSIONS. There was a sweet girl in Iloboken Whose heart o'er some fellow was broken; When he'd murmur, 'Ice cream?" She'd smile all a-dream, Nor weaken, nor wiken, nor woken. The world is apt to cob in you ear like a dove when you are rich, but if you happen to be poor it kicks like &mule. Time flies, and fly time has come. The only object in life during the next- two months will be to keep the industrious and musical mosquito from presenting his little bill. He is a regular dun, and the man he attacks is undone. A man never wants to be an accomplished linguist so much as when he has trodden on a bit of orange peel and lies flat on his back in consequence. At such a time it requires much more than the vocabulary of any one language to express his feelings. Green apples are not sufficiently appreci ated. It is generally supposed that their mission is to decimate the human race, but on the contrary there is nothing known to hygenic science which is better calculated to double up the small boys of a family. Seaside sanitary improvements: The sum mer resorts, it is said, are generally paying particular attention to drainage. Jones, who knows what he is talking about, says they always did pav particular attention to drainage. They drained his wallet pretty effectually wherever be has been. Boston Transcript. George, do you love mol" "I did you know how fonldly but " uOh, Goorge, how can you say 'but'? -"What has changed you?'' "Well, Clara, I have a prejudice a a what under the sun were you caressing that dog for?" "(J, George, how unjust to poor Fido! He is only a friend." San Fran cisco "Wasp. A lady of experience gives advice on kiss ing to a young lady friend as follows: "Be frugal in your bestowal of such favors. In the first place I would cut off all uucle?, cousins and brother-in-law. Let them kiss their own wives and daughters; and I would not kiss the minister or the doctor, or the lawyer who gives you a divorce." To know iust what is "style" nowadays is a very difficult matter. A woman mav wear an enormous poke bonnet and bo very fashionable, or she may wear an aggrega tion of straw crushed into a shapeless mass and still be fashionable. The whole system of dress is just getting down to a go-as-you-please, ana it is very pleasant that it is so. Condensed temperance sermon: " I just went out to see a friend for a moment," remarked Jones to his wife the other evening as he returned to his seat at tho theater. "Indeed," replied Mrs. J., with sarcastic surprise, "I supposed from the odor of your breath that you had been out to see your worst enrmy.' Jones winced. Boston Post. A graceful compliment is like a strain of beautiful music. M. Menage, a very learned Frenchman, while talking to Mme.Sevigne, held her hand in his. When he dropped it at the end of the conversation a gentleman who was standing by watching the scene. said, "M. Menage, you are justly celebrated, but that is the finest Piece of work that ever came from your hands." It is a curious fact that poor people have numberless children, while the rich seem to have very small families. "When a sancti monious clergyman said to one of his humblest parishioners, who was surrounded by little ones enough to make a rainy Sunday congregation, "My friend, lie who sends mouths sends also food," the poor man replied, 44 That may be, but tho trouble is that lie sends the mouths to one family and the food to another." A lady correspondent writes: "What do you think of comparing girls to barometers? The bangs of the blonde beauty stay in curl, while those of the brown-haired damsel get straight and limp when it rains, or the air is full of moisture on a summer day. Said a pretty widow to mo the other day: It has rained every Wednesday for three months. I happen to know, because my daughter takes a music lesson every Wednesday, and each time she takes a cold as well, by being caught in the rain.' " A Bridegroom's Predicament. I San Francisco Post.j They had a terrible time at a wedding up at Petaluma the other day, and which only goes to show how the smallest drawback will sometimes take the stiffening out of tbe s wettest occasions. It seems that the ceremony was a very grand affair indeed. There were eight bridesmaids and the church was crowded from pit to dome, as the dramatic critics would say. But when they got to the prop er place in tne ceremony, and tbe groom began feeling around for the ring, he dis covered it was not on hand. After the minister had scowled at the miserable wretch for a while, the latter detected that the magic circle had slipped through a hole in his pocket and worked down into his boot. II communicated the terrible fact in a w! isper to the bride, who turned pale, and was only kept from fainting by tho reflectiou that they would inevitably cut the strings of her satin corsage in case she did. "Why don't you produce the ring?" whispered the bride's big brother, hoarsely, and feeling tor his pistol, under the impression that the miserable man was about to back out. "I can't. It's in my boot," explained the groom under his breath, his very hair meanwhile turning red with mortification. "Try and fish it out somehow hold upl" mumbled the minister behind his book. "I'll try," gasped the victim.who was very stout; and he put one foot on the chancel rail, pulled up his trousers leg, and made epasmodic jabs for the ring with his forefinger. The minuter mentioned to the organist to squeeze out a few notes to fill in the time, while a rumor rapidly went through tne congregation to the effect that a telegram had arrived proving that the groom had four wives Uving in the East al ready. "I I can't reach it," groaned the half married man. in agonv. "It won t come. "Dit down ana take your boot on, you fool I hissed tbe bride's mother, while tho bride herselt moaned piteously and wrung her hands. There was nothing left; so the sufferer sat down on tho floor and began to wrestle with his boot, which was natuallv new and tight, while a fresh rumor got under way to the effect that the groom was tight. As the boot came finally off, its crushed wearer endeavored unsuccessfully, to hide trade dollar hole in the heel ot his stocking noticing which, the parson, who was a hu morous sort of a sky contractor, said grimly : "You seem to be getting married just in time, my young friend." And the ceremony proceeded with the party of the first part standing on one leg, trying to hide his well ventilated foot under the tail of his coat, and appropriately muttering "Darn itl" at short intervals.

"THROCKMORTON'S GHOST."

Reminiscences of the Man Shadowed Jby a "Ghost" Twenty-Three Years A Woman Who Followed Her Itetrayer to Teach Him Contrition Und of an Eventful Life. LoaisTille Conrier-Jonanal.'l Information received in this city yesterday announced the death of Major John R. Throckmorton, one of the oldest and best known of Louisville's citizens. Major Throckmorton died on a plantation owned by Celonel 31. lie wis Clark, Jr., in Mississippi whither he had gone for the purpose of looking after Colonel Clark's interests. His remains will be interred there for the present, for the reason that it is impossible to obtain transportation, but in the fall they will be exhumed, to be brought here to Louisville and laid beside those of Major Throckmorton's lather in the family lot in Cave Hill. The nature of his illness has not been learned yet. This man's life was strange and his biog raphy must be written. There was nothing in the career of John Raine Throckmorton which lent to his character anything of sta bility or distinction. Perhaps there was little of attractiveness about him. At all events, though as widely known as any man in tho State of Kentucky, he was not more than ordinarily popular. True enough he had many" friends, a few ardent admirers, but withal scores of enemies. Those who know him speak of him as an irascible, passionate, strong-willed man, lacking more in moral perception than in good impulses. It is not that he was a great man that it is necessary to speak the truth of him: it is the wide notoriety that he attained during a period of twenty-three yea"s (in a manner anything but enviable). which demands newspaper writers to tell the story of his life, to relate a history which, were it unwritten and unknown, would rest easier in obscurity than in pub lie prominence. John Throckmorton was the son of Aris Throckmorton, a rollicking. jolly old soul, who became popular because he was what is called a clever man, and, in addition, the best tavern keeper in the State. Aris Throckmorton came from Virginia to Kentucky a great many years ago and settled in Nicholas County, on the Licking River, between Paris and Mavsville, where he was for some vears manager of the celebrated Blue Lick Springs. It was there sixty-five years ago that John Throck morton was born, and there be lived until he was thirteen vears of a&re, when his father came to Louis v ill ) and took charge of what was then known as "Washington llall, a famous hostelry in its day. Aris Throckmorton was the intimate friend of some of the most distinguished men in Kentuck v. Henry" Clay was one of his associ ates, and to a certain extent, it is said, admired and respected him. To all of these men John Throckmorton, though yet a boy, became personally known, and by them. a3 was his father, he was patronized. At St. Joseph's College, Baidstown, he obtained a liberal education. Strange to say, however, though a man of considerable depth of mind, ho adopted no profession and learned n trade. After his school days were over he lived principally with his father, who was one of tho proprietors and the first manager of the first Gait House, remaining in that position until its destruction by fire eighteen years ago. John Throckmorton was a quartermaster in the American Army during the Mexican War, and was" noted for his shrewdness and bravery in attention to his duties. He was also in tho late War between the North and the South, serving first as quartermaster upon the staff of Breckenridgo, and subsequently being with Buckner and Bragg in the same capacity, thereby obtaining the rank of Major. In this "War, as in the "War with Mexico, he acquitted himself with bravery and judg ment, lie was the personal friend of these several Generals, and all of them liked him. not only because he was a more than ordinarily good man in his official capacity, but for the reason that he was intelligent and educated and a good companion. But it was not Throckmorton's war record that gained him notoriety. turockmorton's "ghost." It was a woman. Her name was Ellen Godwin, and twenty-three years of her life were passed in teaching the man contrition. As early as lööJ tbe public began to talk of John Throckmorton and John Throck morton's "ghost." "Wherever John Throckmorton was seen a shabbily drewed girl followed him, dogged him with her presence and haunted him like a nightmare. If he left his hotel in the morning to walk down the street this shadow in dingy black appeared promptly at his heels, saying not a word nor breathing to those who observed an intimation of her purpose, if John Throckmorton was at his Club this woman hung faithfully about the doors until be made his appearance, and then wherever he went she followed until perhaps he sought refuge in his private chamber, where bolts and bars kept her back. No matter if it raired pitchforks, if it were hotter than hades, or colder than the breath of the Arctic, John Throckmorton appeared not in public but that his shadow was close at hand to torment him with her presence, to taunt him with his crime, to teach him repentance. Iter image was ever before his eyes; she perched about him as relentlessly as Edgar Allen Poe's raven sat upon "The pallid bust of Pallas, Just abore his chamber door.' Not a prophet or a thing of evil, but a woman full of vengeance, full of determination, a woman scorned. Throckmorton went to Boston, to New York, to Philadelphia, to New Orleans, but it was all the same. His shadow was faithful in its pursuit. It couldn't be dodged. Even when this man sought refuge and surcease in the Army, his shadow, like a Nemesis, was still on his track. John Throckmorton grew gray, and thin, and shaky with age; the girl grew into a woman, and with her maturer womanhood came increased determination. She would make him suffer, she would teach him contrition. The picture has been seen a thousand times on the streets of Louisville. A tall, slim man with white side-whisker, white hair, and a face expressing mingled mortification and recklessness in - front, a woman, shabbily dressed and closely veiled, shrinking along behind. 'Throckmorton and his ghost," whispered the spectators, as the two marched silently down the street. "The woman he ruined," speaks another voice. "The woman he scorns, rather," says somebody else. "The woman who will die at his heels," says another still, and so they all talk. John Throckmorton and Ellen Godwin keep up this weary journey through life. It is rare that they speak to each other. Ocgsionaiiy inrockmorton oreatnes an oatn or a threat, but the woman only smiles. She is carrying out her purpose. "What does she care what Throckmorton says, or what the world thinks 1 Some say she is. insane, but those who know her best say not. Throckmorton, among his friends laughs the matter away, and refers to the woman as "HIS iiell'b DELIGHT." But his pretention of carelessness is all assumed. Upon one occasion, as the story goes, he meets her on a bitter cold aav in tha Rfwvnrl Htraat Xarh-at anrl rurWM her. For once, the woman's temper gets the betTAI nf Viat KKa Bnivm an 1 rrnnVil A WMmn. a frozen rabbit, and in the twinkling ot an

eye John Throckmorton has received a blow across the face and is lying stretched out upou the sidewalk. Upon another occasion there is, according to public testimony, a dramatic scene in the mouth of an alley. Throckmorton has become desperate. He meets his '-Hell's Delight' and biings forth a razor to cut her throat. She throws back her vail with a smile of scorn and says: "Kill me, John Throckmorton, but kiss me first." The man becomes powerless with awe at the reckless beariDg of the woman, and flees from her sight, but soon she is on his trail again, and it is tho old, old story of "Throckmorton and hia ghost." At the expiration of twenty-three years a trial takes place tn tho Louisville Chancery Court. Ellen Godwin is charged with lunacy by John Throckmorton, and an inquest is held. The Court House is filled to overflowing, and the excitement is intense. Tho proecuting witness, with scores of other witnesses to back him, tells the history of the long years the accused has dogged his footsteps. kllex Godwin's story. After a while Ellen Godwin is placed upon the stand to tell her story. She was a girl but fifteen years of age, she eaya, when she first met this man Throckmorton. Ho sought her out at home, aud she learned to love him, subgequently falling a victim to his licentious carresses. Even after this "I loved the man," she aid, 'so passionately that I found the desire to be at his side irresistible. ' I began to follow him upon tho streets, solely because I loved him. He laughed at me and spoke sneenngly of me to his friends. He forgot the promises he had made me, and I forgot my love for him. I learned to hate him. Before" I had followed about after him because I worship

ed him. Now I determined to follow him because he had scorned me and because I hated him as intensely as I had loved him. I sought to teach him contrition, but ho was too proud to repent, too stubborn to seek my forgiveness, and I was too resolute to forgot mir riirnrao und tut Attxr fior (luv nnrl niorlit J W. . w J . W V. J . . W . V.M L V A . U V after night I have been upon his track. I have eullered and so has he. Upon the occassion of this trial Ellen Godwin stood the examination and crossexamination of the counsel for the prosecution as firmly as she had carried out her purpose of teaching John Throckmorton that a woman scorned is a woman wronged. The iury, without leaving their seats, decided that the defendant was a sane wo man, and the Court promptly dismissed tha petition of John Throckmorton asking that she be committed to tho lunatic asylum. This trial, however parted Throckmorton and his ghost. Ellen Godwin declared that she had exposed her faithless lover sufficiently and gave up her intention of teaching him contrition. The counsel upon the trial were "W. It. Thompson and Albert S. Willis for the prosecution, Hon. E. Y. Parsons and Mark Munday for the defence. Mr. Parsons made such an eloquent appeal for his client that he became a great favorite with the publiand was subsequently sent to Congress it has always been said upon the strength of that speech. To a Courier-Journalist last night, Col. Munday stated that shortly after tire trial Jliss Godwin wrote the history of the entire affair, and has been offered by a well-known publishing house $10,000 for the manuscript, which upon his earnest advice she refused, and the book was never published. Miss Godwin was quite a brilliant writer, it is said, and many of her articles were pub. lished by the leading magnzines of the day. About a year ago she died ot consumption at her home on Jefferson street, near Shelby. She left behind her a neat little fortune, which passed into the hands of some of her relatives, who still reside in Louisvillo and are eminently respectable pooplo. It has been stated that she was always shabbily dressed in her pursuit of John Throckmorton. Thi3 she did intentionally, because, as she stated to her counsel, she wanted her aDPearance to be as reproachful as possible. John Throckmorton and Ellen Godwin are both dead now, but this story of their lives is an exemplification of the fact that "Truth is stranger than fiction." Major Throckmorton received from his father a fine estate, but lost it all bv securitv debts. His last and about his only business pursuit in Louisville was in the fall ot loa and spring of 18 8, when hesucceeded Colonel Johnson as manager of the Gait House. RELIGIOUS INTELLIGENCE, INCIDENTS, ETC. The French Methodist Conference held its session this year in Paris. It reports 1C6 chapels, twenty-nine ministers, and 1,775 members. The Methodists will observe Friday, Au gust 5, as a day of fasting and prayer for the blessing of God upon the Ecumenical Conference. Thelrish Presbyterian General Assembly has, by a vote of 151 to 109, forbidden the use of musical instruments in the worship of its churches. A narrow-minded Christian leading a life of crooked prejudices and doing it conscientiously makes, more atheists than all the infidel books ever written. Scepticism is a quagmire through which some people struggle to the hard ground beyond, while others flounder and puff and swear that the solid ground has all disap peared. Pennsylvania has 568 Baptist Churches, containing 64,572 members. The smallest (Zion, Butler County,) has five members, and the largest (Fourth Church, Philadelphia.) has 702 members. The popularity of the Presbyterian school for girls at Tripoli is so great that the Moslems have opened an institution copying its methods, and the Greeks have devoted a convent to a similar purpose. A clergyman was traveling through the Humboldt Mountains with an old miner. Said the miner: "Do you really believe that God made the world in six days?" "Of course I do." "Well, don't you think," returned the miner, "that He might have put in one more dav to advantage right around here?" Memorable discourse: "WhenI have preSarod a remarkably good sermon," said Rev. Ir. Gushwell; "it generally happens that 1 have a vory small congregation to listen to it." "What a memory you have I" exclaimed Fogg, in tones of astonishment; "how long ago was it that you prepared that sermon, did you say ?" The Methodist Episcopal Church South has 3,673 traveling preachers, a gain of 113 in the past year, and 837,831 members, a gain ot 15,355. Of these members 2,081 are negroes and 4,981 are Indians. The Virginia Conference is thelargest having 57,008 members and 189 traveling, 19 superanuated and 173 local preachers. A Scotch, preacher,who found his congre gation going to sleep one bunday, beiore ae had fairly begun, suddenly stopped and exclaimed, "Brethren, it's nae lair; gie a mon half a chance. "Wait till I get alang, and then if I'm nae worth listening to, gang to sleep,but dina gang before I get commenced. Uie a mon halt a chance. ' A youth who attended a Scotch revival meeting for the fun of the thing ironically inquired of the minister "whether he could work a miracle or not." The young man's curiosity was fully satisfied by the minister kicking him out of the Church, with the malediction, "We can not work miracles, but we can cast out devils.' A census of churches in London Sunday morning, May 6, shows that in sixty-three Episcopal and fifteen Dissenting chapels there were only 11,120 worshipers, and exclusive of " officials and their families, and pcvr attending for relief," only 7,625. The Episcopal churches, having a parochial population of 75,919, had a total of 6,731,

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communication second Tneiday of eacbmoDtu; ball In Jndah'a Block, opposit Conrt Hons. L. M. Tkrrell, Recorder. J. W. STEWABT, E. C. Alpha Chapter No. 23. Regular communication rat Tuesday in each month; hall in Jndah'a Block. Charlik Louis, Secretary. HENRY MOORE, II. P. Lad Ifta Conrt. Union Court No. 1. Regular commanlcation first and third Monday ereninga of each month; hall in Jndah'a Block. MRS. CORNELIA TOWNSKND, M. A. If. Has. Sarah Hart, Secretary. Leah Court No. 11. Regular communication second and fourth Monday of each month; hall in Jndah'a Block. MART JAMES, M. A. M. 8alLie Gallitok, Secretary. Independent Sons of Honor Lodge No. 2. Regular communication first Monday night of each month; hall in Griffith' Block. THOS. RCDD, President. JoHtr raeiros, Secretary. Loihje No. lb. Regular communication first Tuesday night of each month; hall in Griffith's Block. JOHN WIL-ON, President, Mr. Walker, Secretary. Independent .Daughters of Honor Lodge No. 2. Regular Communication first Wednesday night of each mouth; hull in Griffith's Block. ELLEN 8PAULDING, President. d. Ellis, Secretary. Sonn and DaiiKhterfi of Morning;. Regular communication first and second Monday ereniuga of each month; at American hall. MRS. ELLEN ROBERTS, President, n. O. Medun, Secret ry. United Mateia of Friendship. St. Mart's Temple. Regular communication first Monday erening of each month; hall N. E. corner Meridian and Washington streets mart jarnes, w. p. IIattie Francis. Secretary, Wxstern Star Templk, No. 11. Regular commanicatfon 1st and 3d Wednesdays of each month. MISS M. J. GAVIN, Worthy Trincesa. Mrs. IIattie Stafford, Secretary. Deborah Temple No. 3, of U. S. of F. Regular communication second Wednesday and fourth Wednesday evenings in each month; hall N. K. corner of Washington and Meridian ntr-t. MISS SALL1E GALLI TON, M. W. Prince. Mas. Farkie Johnson, W. Secretary for 180. Odd Fellow. Lincoln Union Lodge No. 1,486. Regular communication first and third Mondays of each month; hall 85 aud 8T East Washington sire-t. LOUIS HARRIS, N. G. Samuel Spencer, P. Secretary. Household of Rnth, No. 34. Regular communication first and third Wednesdays of each month; hall 85 and 87 East Wash ington streets. H. A. ROGAN, President. J. L, Leooetl, W. S. W. S. Kerbet, P, 0. Juvenile Knight of Bethlehem Meet the 1st and 4th Tuesday evenings in each month, at No. 129 Columbia Street. MRS. M. DICKERSON, Worthy Mother. FLORENCE KELLER, Flnacial Secretary. REBECCA B0LDEX, Recorder. Union son and Dane titers of the Htat. Meet 1st and 3d Friday in eTery month at the South Calvary Church, corner of Morris and Maple Street. NANCY SMITH, Lady President. REV. THOMAS SMITH, Chief. Amerlean Sons. Regular communication first and third Mondays in each month; at American Hall. WM. DÜNNINGTON, President. William Barber, SecrHarv. American Doves. Regular communication first Tuesday evening of ach month at American Hall. MRS. KITTY SINGLETON, President. Mrs. Mart Ouslet, Secretary. ' Meters of Charity. Regular communication first Tuesday of each month at Bethel A. M. E. Church. MRS. REBECCA PORTER, President. Misa Ruth Beaslt, Secretary. Good Samaritans Jkricho, Lodge No. 5, G. 0. G. S. Regular com munication, tecond and fourth Thursdays of each month; hall No. 36 West Washington street. BA.IL r.WINU, V. f. U. 8. J. Blatloce, W. F. 3. 9Iagnolla Iodjre. No. 4, D. OF S. Regular communication first and third Thursdays of each month ball No. 3C West Washington street. Mrs. SAINT CLARE, W. P. D. Mrs. Kate Johnson, D. of R. Kons and Danjchters of Morning: Star. Lodoe No. 7. Regular communications first and third Fridays in each month, in American Hall, West Michigan street. Mrs. LUCY ANN MARTIN, President. Mua. Mattie Wells, Secretary. Sisters of Bethlehem. Sisters of Bethlehem, Njomi Lodge No. 7. Regular communication ever second and fourth Tuesday In each month; hall in lthn'i Block, corner of Meridian and Washington treets. MRS. MARIA OUSLET, W. M. Mrs. Adda Tick, F. S. DR. T. N. WATSON, PKAOTICING PHYSICIAN, 458 East North Street EDWARD NOLAN, Fashionable Bootmaker. 51 BYAN'S BLOCK, Indiana Avenue. All work warranted. A good fit guaranteed. Repairing promptly attended to. flNVlSIBLE PATCHING Neatly done. JOHN TlJDTXrLmDS&, GENERAL SILL POSTER Controlling th most prominent blil boards In tne city, in eluding THE IVA. RU EST BOARD 1H THE STATE, Inclosing tbe Btate House Grounds. Five Hundrei Three-Sheet Boards in the Citj and Suhurhs. Office, at'Laily Sentinel Office, INDIANAPOLIS. SLiXTH'S CIIEL1IC1L DYl I! la tbe best place in the city to have your old clothes Cleaned, Dyed and Repaired. No. 8 Martlndale's Block, INDIANAPOLIS, IND. W. W- HOOVER, Dealer in Staple and Fancy .. COUNTRY PRODUCE A Specialty, -SbOS Indiana -Are. FRED BAJLZ, Dealer in all kinds of PftESH AND SALT MEATS, North West and Ind. Are. Meat Market UOO North West St., INDIANAPOLIS, IND.

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Ä.aST.Direct connections made in Chicago with the trunk lines for all northwestern summer resorts and principal points in the northwest and far west. Wcodrnff Sleeping and Parlor Coaches ran between Indianapolis and Chicago, ria Eokomo and Indiana polls and Michigan City. Train Iearing Indianapolis at 8:60 A. M. arrireaat Chicago at 6:50 r. u., ; Ft. Wayne, 1:50 r. at.; Loganeport, 1:;;0 p. m. ; South Bend, C:21 P. . ; Toledo, 6:25 p. M.; Detroit, 8:15 p. x. Traiu leaving Indianapolis at 12:28 P. M. arrives at Frankfort, 4:30 p. abash, 6:4 p. m.; Ft. Wayne 7:25 P. .; Toledo, 10:18 p. .; Cleveland, 1:45 a. m. Buffalo, 7:35 a. m. ; Nw York City. 10 r. w. Train leaTlng Indianapolis at 6:25 p. m., arrires at Logansport at U:U2 r. v.; Valparaiso k. x. ; South Bend, 2:25 a. m. ; Midliawaka, 2:35 a. m. ; Elkhart i a.m.; Kalamazoo 7:30 a. N.; Graod KapidalO a. x.; Chicago H :05 a. x. Train leaving Indianapolis at 11:00 p. m. (daily) arrives at Chicago via Koknnio. at 7:05 a. m.; Fort Wayne, 7.00 a. m.; Toledo, 1():09 a. x. ; Cleveland, 2:20 p. m. ; Detroit, 1:30 p.m. XtAsk for tickets vi I., P. A C. Railway. , . Reliable Information given by V. T. MALOTT, L. O. CANNON. . Gen'l Manager. Gen'l Paa. and Tkt Agt, 101 East Washington Street. To Nervoiw-Tit Ntirr"rw (Jreat Knra, pean Hcnioly, Ir. J. it. SfiiifMton'n Mpe clfic MrHliriuf. Da. J. B. Simeon' Srrrinc Mipkim is a poitie cure for trpermatorrbea, Im potency, Weakneei and all diseas resoltirg from St'lf-Abiiet, Nervous Debility, IrritahiliM, Mental Anxiety, l.anponr, Laseltude, Depression of Spirits and functional derange-. mentof the erv-i ons System generally, Pains in Back or Side, Löhs of Memory, Premature Old Age and diseases that lead to Consumption, Insanity and an early grave or txti. No matter BFFwRE inri Kim bowfshatterd the i-tH uiy ln-lri.ui rxcmsMol ttT kind a short course of this medicine will restore U lost functions and procure Health and Happiness, Where before was despondency and doom. The Specific Medicine is being ued with wonderful snccee. Pamphlets sent free to all. Write for th-m and get full particular!. Price, Specific, f 1.00 per packte, or six packages for fi.OO. Will tx eent by mail roceipt of money. Address all orders. j. ii. KinPMi-VM m:iii'iXE co Nos. 104 and 106, Main St. Buffalo, N. f. Sold in Indianapolis by LOUIS EICHKODT, and all Druggists everywhere. FOR NEW YORK, BOSTON", AND ALL EASTERN POINTS, TAKE THE C. C, C. & I. R. W. This Train Leaves Indianapolis s Follow: 41 I T TRAIN arrives Muncie, 6:22 a. tn. 1 1 0 A. M. Cnion. 7:25 a. tn.; Sidney, 8:45 a m.; Bellfountaine, 9:"-'8 a. m.; Crestline, 11:47 a. m. Arrive at Cleveland at 2:20 p. m.; Buffalo 7:50 p. m. Niagara Falls, 9:r0 p. ni.; Binghampton, 4:35 a. m. Rochester, 11:03 a. in.; Albany :10 a. m., arriving at New York City at l":30 a. tn. and Boeton at 2:25 p. m. SEVEN HOURS In Advance of O thor Rontes QBThis train has Palace. Drawing Room and Sleeping Coach from Indianapolis to New York with out change. Fare always the same as by longer and slower routes. Baggage checked through to destination. 6 1 f T) II Train arrives at Crestline 4:10a. VU I. i)l rn.; Pittsburg, 12:15 a. m.; Cleveland, 7:10a. m.; Buffalo, 11:10 p. ra.; Niagara Fails, 3:50 p. m.; Biaghaiupton, 11: p. m.; Rochester, 4:35 p. m.; Albany, 12:4' a. m.; arrive at New York City 6:45 a. m. and Boston 9:20 a. m. Hours quicker than all other lines. This train has elgnt Talace Sleeping Coaches from Indianapolis to Cleveland, and from Cleveland to New York City and Boston withont change. At Sidney close connections are made for Toledo and Detroit and 11 points in Canada. Columbus Route, YI A DAYTON AND SPRINGFIELD UA 4 M Train arrives at Muncie 1.93 p. !ÖU A ill" m.; tnion3:15 p. m.; Dayton b:65 p. m-; Springfield 7:15 p. m.; Columbus 9:15 p m. The only line running through Farlor Coaches from Indianapolis to Columbus, here direct connections are made with the Baltimore A Ohio Bilroad. This train connects at Muncie with tha Fort Wayne, Muncie & Cincinnati Railway for Ft. Wayna and Detroit. BSSee that your ticket reads by the ee Line. A.J.SMITH, J. W. CAMPBELL,' C. GALE, O. T. A. PARg. Aot. PT. Cleveland, O. ' Indianapolis napelia IOWA, CALIFORNIA & NORTHWtSl OR KANSAS, TEXAS AND SOUTHWEST, Tvitrc the Train Leave Indianapoli at follow: , 7 4 1 II Train connects direct for all points 14:0 A ill in Iowa, Nebraska, California and the Black Hills, via Sidney and Cheyenne, arriving one train in advanorof any other line, and saving one night's ride. This train also connects for lecatur, Springfield, Jackson ville, Illinois, Lonisiana aud Mexico, Mo.; and via Quincy er Bloomington for Kansas City, Atchison St. Joseph, Denver, and all points in Kansar, Color ado and the Routhwest, via Hannibal with M. K. A T. Ry., for Moberly, Fort Scott, Parsons, the Neosho Yalley and points in Texas, and via Itloomington tor 1 Paso, Mcndo'ta, Dubuque, and all poiDts in North ern Illinois and Iowa. 11 3 (Noon) Fast Line, rnni directly lit) I. Jle through via Danville Junction to Decatur, Springfield, Jacksonville, Hannibal, ilobf rly, St. Joseph, Atchton and Kanoas city, arriving at Kansas City tbe next morning in time to conaect with trains for all points In Kansas, Colorado and New.Mexico. Uaa ii "II Train has reclining chair aleepUU ! 1U lug car with state rooms io Peoria, and through coach to Burlington, reaching Galesburg, Burlington, Ottumwa, Rock Island and Davenport in advance of other lines. This train also connects via Burlington or Kock Island for all point in Iowa, Nebraska and California, and ia Blooming ton for El Paso, Mendota. Dobaque, Sioux City. Yankton, and all points in Northern Illinois, Iowa and the Black Hills via Yaukton and Fort Pierre. This train also makes direct connections via Dan ville to Decatur, fpringfleld, Jacksonville, Quincy Kansas City, Atchison, St. Joseph, Leavenwarth and all Intermediate points. And via Hannibal for Sedalia, Ft. Scott, Pareona, Denison, Houston, Galveston, and all points in Texa. tpecial Xotic to Land Huntert and Emigrant. If you want a land exploring ticket or reliable laformation, ab nut Und in the Meet, or if yon have, bought a home there and want to move with Jon' family, bouseholJ goods andstock, address the Gen ral Passenger Agent name below, and et oar ratoa smd map. W. II. PttOUTT, Acting Gen'l Pass and Ticket Agt .aiHAllAPOUS, I DO WOT CO WEST Until yon have applied to A. J. IIALFORD GENERAL EASTEKN AÜEXT IDDUOIPIUS ui ST. LOUIS 1.1. 134 S. ILLINOIS STREET, IndianapolisaWFor Time Tables ai.d the very lowest Freight and Passenger Rates. APPLICATION FOR LICENSE. Notice Is hereby given, that I will apply to the Board of Commissioners, ot Marion County, Indiana, at their next term, commencing on the first Monday in July. 1 vd, for a license to sell ' intoxicating, spirituous, vinous and malt liouora in a less quantity than a quart at a time, with the privilege of allowing the same to be drunk on mo premises for one year. My place of business any tne premises whereon said liquors are to be drund are located at No. 65 North Illinois Btrcet, In thk 11th Ward, lot 5. square 46, in the city of Indianapolis, Center township, in Marion county, Iudiana' John U. Martin,