Rensselaer Union, Volume 1, Number 10, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 December 1868 — The Provocation for the Murder of Editor Pollard. [ARTICLE]

The Provocation for the Murder of Editor Pollard.

The provocation for the murder of H. Rives Pollard w the publication of the following article in the Southern, Opinion of Saturday last, scandalizing the family of Mr. Grant, particularly the sister of young James Grant) who, it is alleged, is the mur derer: : , , _ An Elopement ao-caLiJtto on Clay er.— An I) men Ten Family Conohbni»-D*eai>-ful Denouement. —“O, No, We Never Mention ’Em."—OM 4 (r - The Indian Summer has passed away, and with it has passed a fair and radiant daughter of one ofonr first citizens—a nabob of Clay st - a gentleman who, suffice it to say, holds tho very first position in the wealthy and fashionable circles of’ tho city. Tho daughter, tho rebellant Helena of the family, is beautiful oeyond description ;but her beautjg did not prevent her from falling desperately and irretrievably in love with a young gentlemen of semi-militaire Connection, who, it appears, some months ago plighted his troth and accepted the tiny hand, grasping it within4iis own— “never to be parted.

never tor aye." Nobody susppeted a mesalliance, much less tho father, until last Saturday night, when the daughter, who was tho light of tho household, fled to parts unknown, or at least only guessed, in company with one, a masculine, who should ere then have been proclaimed his son-in-law. Tne runaway partieshave been heard from, and it if now said that the lady proclaims herself a wife of some six months, and that her affianced is choice of her after life. “What God hath joined together let no man put asunder.” The gay young man who has whisked away the angel is a gay iothario named Horace Ford, of Goochland County, which county ought to be proud of him, as it doubtless is. Horace is an orphan, just plunging into his teens, and has lost both his parents by death. Much property accrued to Horace in tho shape of tnoney, chattels, goods Ax;,, and, having converted the wholpiuto “ready rhino," Horace ventured for a swim in the sea of gay lite and love. He met- Mis Mary Grant, a beauty—“met, perchance, tho usual way;” talked delicious nonsense; won her heart; then, half inclined to earnestness, threw it away. Ah !mo ! Then he sailed. Oh !He sailed ! Ohl Ho- aailed ! the same oh Captain Kidd did. Horace then went to New Orleans, and not having been shipwrecked by the way, telegraphed or wrote to his beloved. Thus it went on through the sultry month of August. The crimson period of October, when tho forests change their garments, down to dull, chill November. Alas, that lovo should never rnn silo >th—in an even current- but love never did, and never will. She responded, and all unknown to the healthy dad, and h" replied. _ Thus affairs progressed until Horace announced, lust week, that he was off for Texas right away, and could’n ‘stop for trifles like an affianced. Then it was that the “girl of tho period” made up her mind and bundle that she would follow him; yes. she would follow him to the uttermost parts of the earth. Being of age and no longer the slave of parental control, Miss Mary, on Saturday night last, having hablimeiitod herself becomingly, deserted the palatial mansion on Clay street, and casting behind her wealth, society and friends, sought tho office of a gentleman on Broad street, whom she inqiortnned to buy her a ticket to New York, This gentleman, who is . the pink of propriety, refnsed.and Miss Mary sought elsewhere and found the ready means—at all events she procured passage on the cars, end embarked on the 81 o’clock train, which carried her northward at tho rate of 20 or 30 miles nn hour, if not as speedily as her heart desired. Ou tho train between Riohmand and Acqnia Creek, she was seen to cry bitterly by the conductir, to whom she related her tale of woo and distress. Her departure created, of course, a hubbub in the mansion on Clay street, and amid the wringing of hands and loud expressions of distress, the telegraph was invoked and parties sent in hot pursuit. It was surmised that young Ford, instead of going off to Texas "right away,” as he announced, lind put for New" York, there to meet his Mary, and thither the detectives directed their steps. The upshot of the matter is, to make a long st >ry short, that Miss Mary had been heard from; that she is now in Philadelphia, and that upon the whole there is a very sorry family history connected with the case which is not within our province to reveal.