Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1874-08-15
Our New York Letter.
NEW York, AUG. 8, 1874.


New York, AUG. s, 1874
Editor Of Opinion:
After the "BOston Boy murderer
whats Evidently the "New York
Girl Fiend," and according to all
acc0unts,a terrible, though irrespOn'
sible one she must be. Only fifteen
years old, demure, gentle and pref
ty, with large black eyes, slender
and graceful form, and with no in
dicatiOn whatever of the mOrbidly
irresistible impulse which prompt
ell the acts. She has apparently
devoted herself during the last few
months to destroying by fire the
babies left under her char &c, and
any with whom she might come in
contact.
III not 60 over the details, suili-
cient to say that fortunately the
flames were, in every case, discov.
cred in season to prevent Il horrible
death, and that now she is in cust0-
dy awaiting an investigation into
the case, which will probably de-
velOpe the fact of her insanity; in
which case the matter, so far as the
writer is concerned, will end here (;
as he claims the acts of q disorder
ed mind should not he subject to
tho same degree OF puDllc analysis
as those done with criminal intent.
The helplessness of insanity can be
respected with very little loss to
those who feast themselves on the
record of vice.
THE SCANDAL.
See the perniciOus effect of the
foregoing topic at once! Here |
am carried to the unwholesomc at
mOsphere of the Beechcr.Tilton af-
fair before l am aware of it, and
without the power to ventilate its
noisomeness by letting in the light
of truth. Beecher's statement still
hangs fire, and the cloud seems to
be darkening over him, without an
effort on his part to dispel it. He
is losing precious time, for every
moment since Tilton's unanswered
accusations has fed the flame which
Beecher's enemies say must destroy
him. Does he remember this rOtc
which hundreds and thousands
have read and then anxiously looked
for it's explanation
IN, trust ,riM f. ID. Noulon.)
my dear friend Moulton ask through
you, Theodore Tilton's forgiveness, and l
humble myself before him as do before my
God. He would have been better man in
my circumstances than l have been. can.
ask nothing except that he will remember all
the other breasts that would ache. | will
not plead for myself. Ieven wish that were
dead. But others must live to suffer ] will
die before any one but myself shall be incul
pated. All my thoughts are running out to-
- - f~:---1-, ,.l coward ti.. puur enid
lying there and praying, with her folded
hands. She is gultless sinned against, bear
ing the transgressions of another. Her for
giveness l have. l humbly pray to God to
put it into the heart of her husband to for
give me. | have trusted this to Moulton in
confidence. H. W. BEECHER
This letter is the turning point of
the whole thing. His friends care
nothing for the columns of written
nastiness which hinge upon it. A
plain statement of facts which will
require no index to find the truth
in it is what they ask, and every
good man is hopeful that he will be
able fully to vindicate himself, and
that right soon.
BARNUM's LAST.
Let me give you a description Of
"Barnnm's Roman Hippodrome'
which has swallowed, ears and all,
the milder forms of summer en-
and made even the
big theater men vince. The build
ng,which occupies an entire square,
is situated in the heart of the city,
and is a one story brick structure
on whose sides, in letters of fire,
even the near sighted public may
earn that Barnum is within. There
8 much tower, and considerable
flagstaff about the premises, and
several entrances with prices to suit.
Let us enter. We are of course
stopped by the enquiring gentl eman
1t the door, but show our creden-
il ia Is a. as melwhrrs Of the PRESS ana
)aSS on. we are in IL Curriuur
which runs around the inside walls,
md are walking under the back
eats of the galleries which rise tier
lpOn tier from the race course back