Indiana State Sentinel, Volume 25, Number 46, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 July 1876 — Page 1

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STMMER RUN. From the Rochester Union and Advertiser.! X. There la no sound In Nature, When drouth has parched the plain, Like the beauts? on the shingle Of the gentle, bummer rain. There Is a manic In It, More sweet than notes of birds Or the sODg or Inlant Beamy, Wten pronouncing earliest words. XI. A de per green the rain-drops To fainting Nature lends, While over earth that miracle OfUod, the rainbow bends; The flowera tbat drooped In sunshine, " Once more lift up their heads, "While a deeper emerald carpet On the lawn lis beauty spreads. III. The poet's sweetest lyric With melodious ret ain Keeps time to gentle murmurs Woke by the bummer rain, Refreshed tta leafy forest A newer glory wear. While In the buddiDg branches Awake -Kilian airs. IT. The heart too has Its memories That wither in the droath. Until sweet song revive them With a breathing from the douth, Flowers of the soul awaken, And ope their leaves once more, Cheered by refreshing rain-drops From a blast, Uytiian shore. T. Recall the sounds of childhood When all evil kept aloof; Oh! nothing wakes remembrance Like the rala-drops on the roof. It is the weetest music When the time of drouth has past, And woke, as rrom a fiery death. All Mat ore blooms at last. 1776. BY MRS. 8ALLIE A. RAMAGE. It was the afternoon of the 3d of July, "1776, and the air was heavy with the heat that seemed to sear and burn the long grass by the duty road that wound like a ribbon of gray about the hills, until it was loat in the over-lapsing folds of green in the dusky shadow ot the valley below. The old farm home stood but a stone's throw from the path-way, and yet so heavy and dense were the over arching elms round it, that the glimpses one could catch through their low boughs were broad halls and wide rcoms cool as ti.e iorest deplhs, and ai qniec as if the spei' of the dreamy summer day had fallen over all the scene. A wild roäe had clambered over the porch, and as the wind toesed the loosened blossoms to the ground a breath of fragrance was wafted through tte house, to mingle with thesweetrets that came from the yellow throa's of the woodbine that shaded the et windows. Two slender gl awful gn.vliounds lay on the broad stone bi, ever and anon snapping at the flies tnt tuuoyed them, or starting Tip hastily to kllow tbeir young mistress es she ran tj the gite to watch for the traveler, the. ring ot whose horse's hoofs on the uneven read warned bf r ot his approach and as eech passed, without drawing bridle-rein to step at the old fasUoned stile, ste would turn with a look of disippointment to ai-swer t j her father's question, "They are prt in sight yet, father." But she had no patience with her embroidery, and wuuM toss from her the square of can vaes h' re faintly outlined In silk of purple und gold were the beautllul panties she was forming stitch by Mitch. She was a beautiful girl, dressud in tie quaint fashion of a hundred years ago, a delicately tinted dress ot some thin material, that clung to her form In 'soft folds while it only brightened its exquisite proportions. She was a complete contract to the stern, rugged, quire-bullt old man who either piced wit'a impatient, tbough'.baltingsters, the wide hall c r threw himself wearily on the low couch drawn whera the wind might reach it. Father and daughter, you could tell by the uilrgled air of love and command cl tte one and the reep9ctful, gentle manner of tte ether, and Jtt in out ward appearance you caught no resemblance at all, for all ave the haughty bearing of th daocb'.er wa inherited from the fair young mutter wbo pictured face was a'l ih tt wa le t to tell ol her loveliness. Itogr Lvch was accustomed to unwavering cbedler.ci from bis only child, and woul t r.ot for a iimmeut tolerate tbe slightest deviation from bis wishes, and yet so tender atd bcundlets was his love for her that but a fleeting shadow of pain or trouble would arousa bis sympathy and care, fcr ever since ier mother died she Ltd been his constant companion. The old man was now confined at home by a wound incurred twocr three months belore in a t ktrrnisb, and, not able to be again with his command, he was vexed and worded by the enforced quiet. Since the 7tb of June, when Richard Heory Lea bad brought before Congress the great question of national independence, the whole country had been waiting and listening as one man for the glorious tidings to come lrom Philadelphia, and every farm bouse on the principal roads was tarendezvous ot the neighbors to catch from some passer-by news of bow things were 'progressing. As day alter day passed tte excitement rose to.iever heat, until the 1st ol July, when a committee was appointed to prepare tte declaration, aud then from village and country the people flocked to the;city too impatient to awa'.i the result at home. Never perhaps did Col. Leeea abate and fret as now; when others were preslng to the front he must rem tin qalet way from the bustle and excitement that be so longingly craved. Sons he had none, and be could only rely on the neighbors around him to bring to blm the chance news that they could gather, and knowing full well hla favor could be won thus, many a young man, secretly

adoring the daughter, eagerly sought and

repeated to the father all be could gather ot the movement of the at my, the delib erations of Congress or the proposed meas ures to be brought before it, and many a lacs bad been run to gain the nrst telling of some Important message that had come to the quiet people along the wav. Aa if fce o aid bar ti e silence no longtr, be called bis daughter from her place at the gate where she could watch tar along the road, and asked her to read .to blm i be scattered pipers be bad been overlooking, and ytt.ere naif was done, be grew too impatient to üsten, and bidding her lock them in the old oak chest that stood against the wall, be said: "Martha, what say our neighbors who rave returned from Philadelphia bring they no.woro? I regret much I did not try myself to have been taken there: anything were better than this wailing." ".None bave returned as yet. father, and though I have watched eagerly tor some one to ask, none bave parsed by that could tell me aught." "It is strange neither of those who sped away bo fast vosterday does not return. Surely the delav bodes evil to oar cause. Per cbance English gold or slavish fear has turned from tbeir purpose our leaders, but it so, others will rise and crush them down and wa will yet be free.. No, no, tbeir hearts are true as steel, and 'tis but some weighty matter of right and justice they would settle before they finish their work. I like not that young Tory. Reginald Clinton, who Is ever at your side, Martha, and would fain have not let bim bave bad tue same nuance with Robert and John, and yet, for the friendship that bis mother baa tor yon, I could aot bid him nay when be asked my permission with them. For which one bave you watched so anxiously to-day, Martha, or are your smiles and 1 avois alike for all? It will be a noble reward one will receive, and worthy will be be of it, and yet not to every one would I have promised it; but they are brave lads, and have well earned their right to a little rest at . home ere tbey ' are ordered to march again. Bat if Reigaald so loves his king, why does be not fight tor him? I could honor better a solditr, though a foe, than a shirking coward, though a friend. But why wait they so?" While ber father was speaking, Martha had listened, as was her wont, quietly and respectfully, but the color bad Bwept from the fair, slender neck to the broad, white brow, and her eyes shone with suspense and anxiety a her fingers amooted the silky ears of the greyncund who rested his head on ber knee. "Why, father, you do not Intend your words to be taken seriously, do you? Yoa do not mean that you" "Yes, yes ; Ido mega that the first of those throe who shall bring me the tiding of independence declared by Congress shall bave your hand, with my full consent, and whan mr word is given it stands. And you can scarcely object, for you bave never refused tte attentions ot either ol them. So be ready to transfer your thoughts from your canvass and worsted to the one who first shall claim his prtz?, and much does the farm need a younger head and younger" bands than mine to manage it, and then if 1 am taken away suddenly you will not be alone, for I bave dreaded that many times tor you, Marth), and w lone J that you might have a husband and prcttctor when I leave you. Come, kiss me, dear, and then I will try and slt-ep awhile. I am tired with waitlug and watching for sj tue word." ta'ling ber pet greyhound after her, she slowly walked down the winding read that led from the bouse to a quiet place under the elms where she could Bee the road and yet be hidden lrom observation, and, throwing herself on the long grass at the foot ol the tree, she was Boon deep in I ey eries. "I love not at all Reginald Clinton. lie ia too proud and domineering, as if he would like and even enjoyed the power to cruh with a word or look these w no dared oppose him in anyway; aad but yesterday, when he came to bid me farewell, as be bent to kits my band, he said In a tone ot assuracca, 'I shall claim tiiis as mine before many hours ' and loxilieh girl I was, ' I could not keep my Sogers lrom tremb ling and my eyes Irom drooping low as he spoke, lor his voice is very soft and sweet when be speaks to me, aud he is so gentle wiih all his pride. I would hate to wound bis feelings, lor bis mother bas been so kind to me tor all these long years. Why did my mother die and leave me bo alone? On! ehe could tell me what was right for me to do. I know Reginald bates our cause, though be listens quietly when lather talks against the loriea. 1 wish the war bad never begun, and then we could all have been friends. I would like so to go to Eagland, but father will never take me; but Reginald says it I will go with bim 1 shall see the splendid castles and meet the lords and ladies there, and even go to the very spot where my mother lived. But 1 like not for bim to laugh at John and Rob ert Sherman, for though they are not bo polished as he they are brave and honorable. When they bade me adieu they were not so graceful or confident as be, but I remember when Robert touched my fingers bis own were Icy cold, and yet I know bis heart was warm, lor mine throbbed taut, and I could see him bite his lip as it to be quiet. John was battler in his last words than bis cousin, and ytt I bave not forgotten his face. Which will It be?" and, beginning again ber watching, the young gltl went to the low stone lenco aud leaning over it looked anxiously far up the road. The alternoon wore away into the twilight, and then tbe shadows deepened unnl tbe long hours of the night were past, ftill there came to word, and the morning ot the 4th dawned clear and fresh, with the dew sparkling and glittering on the long bl de of tbe young corn that rustled In the wind, and In the heart of the roses that a ung tnelr ceisars toevery passing breeze. Higher and higher rolled the sun up the sky, until everything lay quivering in the beat, and yet ro tidings from tbe city, towards weich so many eyes were turutd. Then, wtei tbe peep e were singlog, like a wave about tbe bail, when Congrefeswa? in stssion, tbe word passed from lip to lip like a lightning Uahthat it bad been aigned, tht ludtp-ndence was declared, and, &s fleet as the wind, swift couriers started to bear the good news through all tbe land. Ctcse by tbe door, on last hordes, sat R. )bert and John Sneiman, waiting to catch tbe assurance of tbe troth be:ore tbey started on tbeir race. They were tall, splendid looking men John with light brow n hair and eyes and a look of merriment and joy playiog about bis lull lips, aud iCbeit with tbe dark skin and black hair and eyes of tbe Shermans, while seldom ly would a smile part the thin red lips that closed so close over the white even teeth. At a abort distance from them was young Clinton, dressed with scrupulous taste, bis lace the very finest, and bis

INDIANAPOLIS, WEDNESDAY JULF, 5, 187G.

llnehT spotles, while a confident boldneas I made a"" the leader of the little band sur rounding him. Tbey waited but to bear tbe word .Qd were oil like a flisa, through tbe street or the city, out on to tbe country road, raising a cloud of dast that limit ii iu Dova rife uu uui nr. x ui any mile had they U riae, ana the priz was worth almost life a' od death, and & each pressed forward there was no thought but of tbe fair younsc ftlrl Jn tbe farm house on tbe hillside, who td.y m:gat De lost or won. Stopping not to rest a moment In the cool shade by any wayside inn, nevsr paus ing to tell the news to tbe waiting group at the tavern, hurrying by tbe disappointed m.en who would run to meet them to catch tbe tidings, they rode steadily on, tbe cousins side-by side, with Clinton in ad vance Oace or twice tbey gained on him, but bis horse was the fleetest, and it wai an eay matter for bim to distance them. 1 nrougn tne long green lanes of tbe oonn try, under tbe tall trees, along tbe mossy side of the creeks now running low on the smooth Hones, down the hilUide, over the uneven rocks, or again on the bot road, they rode steadily on. Tbe strong gray borsea of the cousins were surely gaining on tbe beautiful black pony that Clinton rode, and at last passed bim end left him behind, and now the race between tbe two began. Tbey rode well and carefully, saving tbe strength of their hoisss as much as possible for the last few miles, when the steep hillside should wear them bard. The afternoon was passing, and even now the heat was dying away and tbe shadows were long and tbe woods were growing darker. Robert was ahead in tbe race, occasionally looking over bis shoulder to see how iar behind was his ousln and Clinton, yet riding without a moment's loitering, when. In attempting to lr ap a fallen tree, his horse tell and threw him heavily against thorough trunk, completely fastening him down. In a moment or two, John was at his side trying to raise him to bis feet, but be was in bo much agony that it was impossible. ''Clinton, help us a moment; Rob bas broken bis arm and leg end I can not raise blm ; give bim a lift and I can get him in the saddle, and I will lead his horse borne, ilurry, or he'll faint." "No, thank you, gentlemen, I bslieve I will not be caught by such a ruse as this." "it is no ruse, cantor; ior heaven's sake stop. You might know I would not descend to anything so low a that. Rob is nearly dead, and I can do nothing alone; please help us. The chances are all In your favor now. for I shall have to take care of bim. no matter wbogaics Miss Leech's favor. would rather lose ber than let my ri val die alone in this way." "Do as you please; but I'll snow you a tory' is al ways tbe victor. When I 6ee MUs lieecb I'll tell her ber brave knights are sitting by their fallen steeds nursing bruised arms and battered sbins. It Roh is really hurt you bad better wait until someol the neighbors paos with their wagons, and tbey will pick bim up and take bim home." ''You well know nobody takts this road with a wagon, and he may lie here a week belore help cjtres. Help m9 to get him on his horse, and than you can go on as fast as you please." Jsut the pleading words were lost as tbe bore and rider disappeared through tbe gathering gloom. By dint of much lifting and polling with a vast deal of 's; rang' h and patience, John at last got bis cousin in the saddle and started homeward, plodding along. holding bim as best he could with one hand, while with the other he held the bridle, and thus the night came down upon them. . -, It was after midnight when John's low rap at tbe door awakened Col. Leech, aid he came out, shading She light with his hand, peering into tue darkness until be recognized tt e face and voice. "What news, John? You are the first to reach me." " Where is Clinton, colonel? Be left us down in the woods three hours ago, and should have been here long ago. Hob is pretty badly hurt, and is unconscious. lie fainted a moment ago.". In a moment all was contusion, and until tbe sick man was quietly in bed, resting bis bruised and mangled body, was there any time lor augbt but bis welfare. " Rob deserves to tell it, sir. He was ahead of me wbeu this 0 jcurred. Rob, can you spaak, old fellow ? It is your right to tell It." The long lashes were suddenly lilted from tbe lustrous black eyes, and, as consciousness for a moment returned, he said feebly, " Independence is declared," and then, after a pause, he told them the story or John's honor and bravery, and of the baseness ot the man who would not even stop to give blm a helping band, and be added: "While 1 love Martha, God only knows bow dearly, by all ust1c4 to John belongs ber band as bis reward.'' "No, by Jove; I promised ber to you, lor you told me first. Martha, give Rjbert yjur hand" Tbe young ma a raised it to his 1 ps a moment and then laying it softly in bis cousin's, taid: "I would not claim an unwilling bride, and surely her love Is yourV, Jobn. lean 8e bow ste turned to you at first, and I will treasure her friendship the mora that I did not try to compel her love. I am bo weary; let me rest." In the morning as John walked the porch, bending to catch every low p jkn word of love from tbe beautiful girl at bis side, tbey saw Clinton riding by, bis clothes soiled, and bis face showing tbe enNctof intox!catlan. Supposing an easy victory, he had stopped at a tavern to gst a glass of rum, and bad never stopped drinking until he bad fallen asleep on tbe settee. lie never presumed to visit the colonel again, knowing tbe scorn he would meet tor bis treatment ot Rob Sberman. Martha nursed tbe sick man until be was able to leave tbe farm bouse, and ber kindness and sympathy lor blm but drew John closer to her, and when be was killed in battle no tears were more sincere than those of tbe girl whom, loving too well to ever marry another, he bad yet been too honorable to many. Aftsr tbe war was over Capt. and Mrs. Sherman left the old home and went to Philadelphia, ard in no family was tbe Fourth of July more welcome than tbeir, and even to-day around tbeir plcturts ara wreathed lreali leaves and fljwera as younger Marthas and Johns tell the , story that is treasured among them, and many a fair maid bas read with eager eyes tbe pages of the daiiy lileofa hundred years ago in tbe borne out on the hillside. South Bend Ueralu: There is a llqaor bar in the city which bas been moved from place to place which baa so far broken every man who bai owned it. It is now doing doty in a saloon recently started. Just what It will do for its present owner remains to be seen. A party offered to bet yesterday that it would break blm or make blm quit tbe business.

SAMUEL J. TILDEN.

The Kind of a Man He Is. A PEN PICTURE BY GATH. CHARACTER HIS CAMPAIGNS HIS POLITICAL PRINCIPLES AND PECULIARITIESCAN fla OARRT NRW TORE? Gatb, George Alfred Townsend, writes the Cincinnati Eoqalrer as follows concerning our candidate: No two men, running agair at each other lor tbe same office. bave reached tbe beads of tbeir parties so differently a3 Hayes and Tilden. Hayes Is a young, unembarraased, sapling growth, pushed forward by propitious seasons snd not retaided by a little bloodshed laid around tbe roots. Tilden Is an old, stunted knot or trunk, kept back by old age, and theo suddenly flowering and starting jorwara. omemrug eems to nave sat upon bim and kept bim down until, by an accident, tbe yoke slipped off, tbe fingers took leaf, and mankind exclaimed: "Who tbe deuce thought there was any vitality mere! ' Mr. Sitnuei inaen bas lived in New lork forty years, and bas grown ricn nere Dy acting aa counselor and arranger of large corpora tions and forms of property work that required tbe greatest patience, versatility and dex'erity. He bad to find but the condition of such pr oparty, manage legis lation concerning It, bring together or keep apart its rival owners and claimants, pull mortgages from beneath or pile tbem on the top, travel, write letters, slip things In the newspapers and money columns, go to tbe higher courts, compromise, sell at auc tion, foreclose: in short, perform the en tire chicanery of business at the greatest money ceotar or tbe country and at tbe state capital, where the laws are made and applied. tilden's character. With a pretty long experience in public manhood and career, I am at a loss to un derstand a mind like Tilden 's. He is at once thorough and cute, small and pro found, mean and mighty. The work be bad to do was often on a great scale, and the processes he had to employ so slLister, at times, as to deserve tbe name ot shystering. He lacked tbe dramatic qaality and personal presence, and although am bitious lrom boyhood lor political consid eration, never received any reward for such devotion and industry except petty, unoranoental places. Tbe politicians "saj down" upon blm. lie gave many hint ot bis wishes to receive tbe nomination for this or that office, but they made a mule-driver and pack-slave of bim, and grumbled even that be should be kep; chairman of tbe state committed ot the parly, where he bad to do a huge amount or factotum work. In short, be was to New York politics wbat John G. Thompson is to Ohio politics almoner, Mordecai, bottle-washer, sit ting in tbe receipt of customs and pinned to tbe coat-tails ol statesmen a kind ct wheelbarrow to greatnees. It cost Sammy lüden F15.000 to be elected to the state senate ol New York late in llte.wblle other men could bave gone for bve hundred or a thousand. Tbey bled bi;n barause they thought it was too muca presumption. and HE WAS TOO READY FOR THE SACRIFICE. i the Legislature he wanted to get an honorary vete to preside, ani it was re garded as a joke. This happened only tour or five years ago. I beard Uus:ed the bald-headed tpsaker ot tbe assembly, say that Horace Greeley and Sam lüden were a good deal alike, ootn secretly cov etous ol uonors, and sullen b?ctufre tney were never conferred. All this ia singular, becausa Tilden was willing to spend money out of his large wealth to receive political favor? . Iuderd tbe reason be never got nominated nor honors was bis want of masculine, fraternal, political character. B -smouldered, hail-fellow, scramble-banded politicians looked upon bim as a little le.ljw banging around, a tolerable sirt ol uselul nulaanc, like a house-fly or an undertaker. He wasn't frank enouzb: be didn't swear as we did in Flanders; be insinuated too much that be thought be was fit. It, therefore, itme to pass that when Samuel J. Tilden, at a pretty ripe age, raceived the nomination of governor ot New York, it was given to him like a barren scepter, a foredoomed defeat. Tke party had been completely routed in tbe metropolis and tbe state by O'Brien's Tweed exposures, through tbe New York Times. Nobody wanted to bold up tbe bespattered bin ner and add bis name to the ignominious muster-roll of Tammany Hall. Tbe honor went begging. Judge Sao ford E. Church was eßered it by acclamation and declined, and even In the absence ol a candidate lüden would bave been re!ued the nomination, bad he not worked for it with 6very unequal energy. It was bis only chance, lie brought to bear all patience, entreaty and anxiety, and they said: "For heaven's Bake let blm get this and be defeated, as be will, so be won't pester us any more." tildbn's campaign. Tbe old cbap took the nomination and went to work like a rat. He literally crawled over the whole ground, working night and day, with nearly sublime patience. He bad a residence in New York city, on Gram mercy Park, and there were a score, some say, of clerks and copyists and lithograph presses, auditing books, tbe census, an arithmetic and a calculating inbcoiue employed there. He could take the square root ol Cattaraugus county by holding a glass of brandy between bis eye and tbe fite, and reducing tbe opposition tbera to an equation. He fougnt old General Dix, bis opponent, by algebraic tquares, and exhausted bim logarithmically. Cunning as a badger, creeping as a ttrrapln, Newtonian in bis range of view, and ambitious as the devil, this little old man, threatened with parallels, coafri'Oted with old age, without a domestic comp iuion, snd iolding bis celd bjnes away in feather beds to keep on the earth at ad, fought D x to tbe walj, beat bim by subatras inn, aud was (Inaugurated amid profound eurprise. As 1 ?o not expect to vote for bim, aud do not mean to underrate bim, I will suggest to Governor Hayes that Tlldeu ha aiteidy met and beaten one high military repu ation. Th question of tbe day (supposing bim to be the nominee) is wbttaer Tilde a can or can not extend hla minute electioneering eytem over the breadtb of the United States? And will the Americau people prefer a president to be elected in tnat wav? Also, we may ak, does the Govnor bold bis former estimation belore tbe state of New York? CAM HI OARRT Miff YORK? The lat'er question II can not answer. From the experience I bave bad witfli

state folk?, 1 do not expect psrfect probity of motive as a necessary qualification to

serve the country admirably. As a general rule, I prefer a good politician like DiaraeM to a crabid reformer like Gladstone. The world is like milk, bs preserved by not looking down on it, ana ruined bv too much thunder. We do cot want Jobn Calvin to apply the golden lule In bis peculiar way to the republic. The grlevons cureor our ponnca im taacor wbich Mr. Tilden t29 been an exponent all bis life. vigorous, resentful party spirit .and disdoiine. as iDe grand inquisitor ol tneAlbaov regency, Mr. Tilden bad no mors conscientious duty tsan to Bei tbatrJotfmau and any other Democrat was eounted in if possible. ue was as enenretic So do tri as to asail the canal ring stterw.rd. Tobe a reform. er, therefore, be most Jost tbe Saure ot scripture and enter into tbe womb and be uoru agam, anc? use nis ei-j age to ea; ut nis maturer record. I do aot know wbelb er tbe people of tne stathave mon rlti cally examined bis record rince they elect ea mm governor in 187. K would appear from the diminished vote hit candidates leoeived last year, while he- was in tbe height ol bis pericrmances against the canal ring, that Mr. Tilden is rx.t as strong in New York now aa wben he m.tds that almosl hopeless race against Ihx. But bis character is so qtMlnt aud bis art so fine that be will give tbe Democratic party wbat they bave not bad In a candidate for yearsthe ele ment or humor, lie Is funny to look at. ana xunny co vote ior, and runnier as a teformer than in any other way, He is such a reformer as the clown Gramaldir who lived in the time ot tbe No PoDrv riots. Other people w rote on tbeir dooxs to cave the bouse, "No Fopery" He wanted to take a wide range and wrote "No Reli gion." Now, perhaps. Tilden may be ao complete a reformer as to baztrd on bis door-plate, "No Principled TILDEN's POLITICAL. RANK. Mr. Tild?n is a European rather than an American politician. Managing property and corporations all his life, he bas insen sibly developed like a Metternich er a t Armand, and his very love of country is suDtie and oblique In its manifestations. tie meditates coups d'etat, deals in sur prises, and acts by proclamation. A verj romarkfeble politician, he yet drew his ear ly inspirations from the least heroic though one ot tne ab test ot our presidents, Martin Van Boren. Tbe impression left by Van Buren on tbe country, of an adroit, feline. cold-tempered man, is, on tbe wbole, the true one. Beginning lite- a Federalist, be turned Clintonian, and deepened into a radical Jackson Democrat, and then re traced his steps, and led a Barnburner re volt against the regular party to defeat Ca?s. Possessed of fine abilities, he seejs to bavo no ctber rule of conduct than personal political success. Yet be leaves a respectable memory in the state of New York among those old anti-slavery Democrats who voted for him against Ca?s in 1S4S. That revolt wss really the breaking away of the Republican butterfly from Us Whig and Democratic cocoon. Young Sammy Tildea was Van Buren's neighbor, prjtege and secretary In bis re tirement at .Kincernook. tie saw van Buren nnder the proudest circumstances ot an ex-presidsnt's lite a beaten man, still full of battling power?, who could beat the regular candidate if he cduld not recover tbe crown himself. It is but a bait day's horsebtck ride from Tilden's birth place to Van Buren'a nous in tbe Dutch village of Kindc rjook, or Cuild s Point. A -FEARFUL FATE. Terrible Death of a Well Known and Favorite Actress. LOUISE HAWTHORNE'S FALL. SHE DROPS FROM A SIXTH-STORY WINDOW TO THE PAVEMENT AND IS INSTANTLY KILLED A SKfcTCH OF HER CAREER. 1 he Chicago Tribune gives tbe follow ing particulars of the tragic end ot Miss Hawthorne, the actress : At an early hour yesterday morning Misa Louise Hawthorne fell from her window in the Tremont House and was instantly killed. What the circumstances were, or wbat happened before tbe culmination of the horror, can not be told. So lar as is known she was alone, and all that can be discovered are the bald facts ot a terrible death. tbe details of wbich are heartrending and sickening. The theater goers or coicago win re mem Der the tall and handsome brunette who led for a year ar uooieys icoiitr. one was a woman of considerable beauty, and as an actrtss was always pleasing, and though perhapi not as powerful in berimpersonatioas aa othrrs having (greater advactagee, still she was always welt received, aud torougb ber industry she had estab lished an enviable reputation. With Chicago people she was quite a favorite, and tbe news of ber horrible death yesterday brought out many a kindly reminiscence ot ber aa an actress and a woman. THE DETAILS CAN BE TOLD BRIEFLY. She arrived in Chicago about a ruontb ago from San Francisco with Mr. and Mrs. Wm. H. Crane and Mr. O'Neill and a lew other members of Hooley's old company. At tbe Iremont House stie was assigned room No. 316, on tbe sixth floor. During tbe month she played at McVlcker's with Messrs. Crane and O'Neill, and closed the engagement a week ago last Saturday. Since then she bas betm preparing to leave for New York, and ber trunks were all packed and her tickets procured on tbe Fort Wayne roaJ, and ber intention was to leave at 9 o'clock yesterday morning. She passed Tuesday quietly, most of the time in tae room of Mias Kate Oirard, who bas been playing Marianne at Hoole's, but who bas been confined to her apartments for a few davs. In tbe evening Miss Hawthorne went to see the 'Two Orphans," but Jelt before the performance was oyer, and proceeded immediataly to Miss Girard's roem. Among ocbe.s there were Mrs. Warfield, Mr. E -dridge, Dr. McArtbur and Miss Maude Harrison. Miss Hawthorne was In high spirits, and spoke frequently of her tr p to the East. A little attr midnight she bade the remnant ot tbe party good-nigbt, and, saying tbat she moot be up early, retired to ner room. A little while afterwards, aa others of tne guests passed her door, a light waa noticed streaming through tbt transom, but THERE WAS SOUND WITHIN. A few minutes before 3 tbe bell of be." room rang In the offlce.and a aleepy bellboy tolled up tbe six flights of stairs. Beaching tbe door be rapped, but tbore was no

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refponse. He knocked twice more, but no answer came. Tnen he listened and ' heard a groan. Startled by tbla h went to tbe tube, and cailicg tb? efflce be asked who occupied tte torn. Tie reply came, and again bs weuttothe door and rapped lor admission. Once mors be beard the groans, and then, thoroughly frightened, he went to thett7be and cal'-d for Mr. Eldridae, the catlrter of the hotel. luat Cent I 3 tri fan hAJitAnr4 rtr anrl utrea &i me door. He brard - v f -"- CUUUW reply, uiu id groans come in repms time for mrlevine then, and Mr. EMrida-a entered the rocm. He looked n every di rection, in tbe closet and th? bath-room, but found no one. The raom Ue at and there ara two windows on tbe cast side, lookrse out Into a narrow well nr court. The southern winiinw va i -- " WWSp out tie northern window was oen. It riitlng at the tim, and the wind blew tbe rait Into the rcxm. Th.-. w. nothing to Indicate what bad become of tr. but the earther felt a dread ot Homeimceodlni cakmit. n.in u o.. office the clerk had beard a crash OUt lathe C3Urt. but thft hatincr rf tha rain-drops on tbepane sand tbe swell and fall of tbe wind cm rlvht .'tor..4. and he forgot tbe crash until be saw mon hurrying down with Dallid fc3 From the rotunda there lea window iruvin -.nt Into a jog into tbe court.- But tbey could wenoxamg from ttat.. A door was tried, but was found to be fastened.. Tey went arocud to another part of the building, snd through another door. One of the party had procured a lanterrrand,as they hurried across tbe slippery pa vecnctot the little well, they trembled In dread of wbat THEY FEARED'TO FWDj There she lay, race downward- The arm were spread, but tbe hands clenchocf as she had grasped at the air in her descent. Her hair waa unbound, and tbe tangled meshea flowing over her head concealed tte wreck the cruel pavement bad made. The blood flowed fast and, mingling with the tailing rain, ran in streams. For a- moment tbe seekers were borror-itricken. and finally one of tbem turned the body- over gently, and as the dim light o! tbe lantern fell upon the fao?, a horrible sight was disclosed. She had struck a little in front ol tbe top of tbe bead, and tbe forebeid was mashed and splintered. The scalp and flsh tung In a great flabby mans. One of tbe eye was gone and the other battered out of all semblance to an eye. The vhole upper part.of her face was mangled,, and the . mouth drawn and distorted. Scattered around were tbe brains tbat bad "dropped out of the great, gaping wound that' bad usurped the place of her forehead.. The blood s'ill fljwed in great ulps,lilting the blue and white pile ot fl-sh, that rose and fell as the stream jumped out. Down through ber hair, over the white wrapper it poured, and the rain coming aown steadily washed it tenderly away. There was little about ber face tben to testify to the beautiful countenance of the woujan who half an hour before had been all health and bloom, A stretcher was procured, and she was moved into the bouse. A pillow wa placed under tbe remnant ot tbe bead, and a sheet spread over her to drown the horrible sight. A policeman was called in to watch by ber, and a notice eent to tbe coroner, who arrived at 7 o'clock. Shortly after his arrival, the corpse waa uncovered aid a jury impanneled.' She wore a gray dree-, over which she bad thrown a wrapper, indicating that she bad not retired, though her bed was found turned down and arp?aricg as though she bad laid down upon it. lne Inquest was brief, and a verdict of accidental death found. Tbe undertaker was sent for, and tbe body removed to his premises and packed in ice awaiting instruction from ber family or frieuds. Mr. Ira'CouCi immediately telegraphed tq tbe Chief o) Police at Middleton, Conn., instructing bim to break the news to Mr. Tlmmins, father ot tbe unfortunate woman, and also to Simmons fc Ward, dramatic agents. New Yorktelling tbem - to interna Mr. Georgs Morton, husband of the deceased, of THE TERRIBLE ACCIDENT. A telegram trcm New York late in tbe day informed Mr. Couch that Mr. Morton resides at 161 East Tnir:y-third strest, and that be bad been notified of bis bereave ment. From a gentleman who has been. very well acquainted with Mi's Hawthorne, a Tribune rD:rter learned some tacts ot ber life. Sne waa born in Ireland, and at an early age removed with ber lath er to Connecticut, where be still remain. Her father's name was Cbarlea Timmius. She mads ber debut ai Mrs. Conway's old Park Theatre, Fultoa fctrect, Brooklyn, some ten years ago. She stayed there three years, and tbe poople or Brock'yn will . still remember ihe young fciri'vbom they applauded bight arl er nikUt fr ber modest epptaracct and the talent, she dis played, rrom tne rric hue wetit to iummoreaod played at Fud's 1 fcm:re for two years, sae then wirt ou tne southern circuit, traveling ttrougu St. Louis, Memphis. New Orleahs and ti)tr Southern citie, under Bid well's management. She had already acquired a wide reputation, and after the Southern trip was eLgaged to support Lawrence Barrett, who always spoke of ber aa au ACTRESS OF REXARKaELS TALENT and excellent promise She remained with Barrett for one year, and was tben engaged by Hooley to take tbe lesdirg part In the new company then forming. She sustained this position for a year, industrious in ber studies, and winaing fresh favora with very new eU rt. Tben she went to Sao Francisco, and returned lately. Upon her reappearance at McVlcker's, she was received with enthusiasm, and floral offerings poc red in upon her in profusion. Wherever she went she was welcomed, and not only was she admired toy ber professional ability, but in her &?cial life he was beloved and respected. Her warm heartedness and geuerosity attracted to ber a circle of valuable friends, and the tributes pild to her worth as a woman testify the ' bold ste gained upon all who came within the range ot ber friendship. It seldom devolves upon a newspaper to record a more sorrowful ending ot a young lite. Miss Hawthorne was only 29 years of ae, in tbe full strength ot ber powers, and winning reputation and friends at every turn. Her fame lay not more upon the stage than in the social circle, and she leaves behind ber in tbe hearts of the most: generous of proleeslons a monument ta ber memory in tbe reminiscences of bee brilliant career and ber charming persona and mental a tributes,