The Trinity journal., 1856-09-13
Love, Desertion, Despair

About six months ago a weil-dresSed and
gentemanly looking individual arrived in this
city upon the Cleveland train, and register
ed his name at one Of our principal hotels,
as r. W. Pennington. After remaining a
couple of days, he settled his bill, and re-
marking that business would probably com
mand his attendance in a ncighbOring town
for short period he left without taking his
baggage which consisted of trunk and
portmanteau
The next day, however, he drove up to the
private entrance of the hotel, accompanied
by lady who he represented as his wife,
end who was as such registered. The female,
who was in the first tender bloom of woman
hood, was but seldom seen during their stay
at the hotel, save by those whose avocations
enabled them to enjoy this privilege, who
pronounced her to be of surprising beauty.
Time passed, and month had been added
to the vortex OF the past, when one of those
sinister billet d0Hr, in the shape of--not bill
of fare--but q bill for fare, was presented
to Mr. Pennington, On his promise to set
tie the matter in day or two, another week
passed, and his qnld pro quo for boarding,
/ lodging et Ceier0 was not forthcoming. The
landlord became importunate, and the guest
finally told him he would 90 to Milwaukee,
where he had funds, and return with means
to iquidate the debt. lie took his portman-
teau, and after bidding his beautiful compan-
ion an aflcctionatc, though apparently short
adcu, he departed.
The sequel is soon told he never return
ed and the victim of his treachery soon found
that she was deserted by him for whom she
had sacrificed the most precious attributes
of woman-her honor and her fame. Con-
ceaIment was no longer possible, and the hui
initiating admission was confessed that, after
a short acquaintance in Cleveland with her
seducer she had forsaken the protecting
roof of a confding father, for one who, I'M
der the promise of marriage had first des-
troycd her innocence, and then left her to
the cold scorn of an Implying world. No
persuasion, however, could induce her to, or
even avow, the name of her family. She
might have suffered from want of food, had
not some compassionate individuals, who, dis
covering that she was well instructed in the
art of dreSsmaking, procured her employ
Day after day sped without casting a light
on the whereabouts Of her scducer until at
length, the fruit of her fatal error became
apparent. She was about to become mo-
ther, which blessed and holy event of wo-
mans existence, was to her fraught with ter
ror and dismay. No anxious husband would
hang with tender solcitude DER her couch,
or hail with patcrnal kiss the advent of the
new born pledge Of love. She was alone
alone-and madness took possession of her
soul
On Sunday night the inmates of house
on State street, where Fanny Bennett (for
such was the name she had assumed) board
ed, were alarmed by the smell of fire, and
Fastening to the third floor they found that
it proceeded from her room. Bursting open
the door, dense smoke was observed to fill
the interior, arising from a quantity Of wear
ing apparel which was slowly mouldering,
having been ignitcd from charcoal furnace,
the embers Of which were glowing and emit
ting their deadly vapors.
Stretched upon the bed lay the forsaken
girl insensible and in a short time longer her
broken heart would have ceased to throb
with shame and anguish but such a death
was not her destiny, for the noble method
through which she assayed to destroy her
life of misery was, by the timely interven
tion of the kind-hearted people with whom
she boarded, frustrated.
Medical aid was soon procured and ere
long she was pronounced ont of danger
since which time she has exhibited less des
pairing turn of mind Poor girl she has
most bitterly atoned for her one solitary
transgression. What shall we say of him
treble murderer the slayer Of innocence
the murderer of his conGding victim and hi.
own offspring Where is retributive jus
tlce that such william remains unpunish
ed !-Cincinnah Commercial Bulletin.