The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1875-05-20
Being the same that Theodore
Ti1tcn sent Her During the
Days When He
Adored Her.
"Put This Under Your Pillow, Dream Of
the Writer" "A FFightful Example of
What Man May Do. a
THOSE PRECIOUS LETTERS


addressed by Theodore Tiiton to Mrs.
Victoria Woodhull, and by her produced
in the great,scandal suit on the demand
of the. counsel for Mr.. Beecher. Apart
from the interest they naturally inspire
as specimens of the literature affected by
the aelf-styled social reformers, whose
wisdom has outgrown divine institutions,
and who declare marriage a relic of
of barbarism, they will be read with
avidity by thegreat public, the real jury
| in the scandal action, IS promising
possible clews to the truth In the vast
mass Of falsehood which has been
accumulated by the sworn evidence of
conflicting testimony. These letters
complete Mrs. Woodhun's packet, but
she, in her remarks to the court, limited
that there had been others. II SO, their
contents can only be guessed. These
letters Wonld not hang anybody, but
their publication can hardly now be
specially gratifying to their author. His
sworn testimony Indicated only a meager
acquaintance with the lady whose BIZ
ographg he wrote in such glowing terms;
and he expressly disclaimed any very
intimate relations with her. The letters
certainly indicate an seasy disregard of
| social trammels and considerable
amount of assured mutual good feeling.
Victoria is adjured to dream of her
affectionats Theodore, and she is profsr
ed peace In much the same terms that
| from the same pen greeted the Plymouth
pastor with T. It's benediction. No
clew Is given to the truth-seeking reader
as to what was the charm whose presence
under the pillow of the Priestess of
Progress was to compel sweet visions OF
the loDg-haired deyotee. Was it copy
of TiIton's GoJdsn Age biography Of the
leader Of the woman suffragists? or was
| it. perhaps, the same copy Of paradise
! Lost" with which he courted sleep for
his own tired eyelids at Winsted? or was
it satchel of hop powder? Guesses are
useless, yet they will come, nor stop att
any mans bidding. Than he does not
forget that even an advanced woman can
scarcely live on dreams and flattery
alone. He promised Dear Victola" in
another note that Franks Burgundy"
shall conESibu It's exhilaration to shel
evening 'picnic froiic for the three Of
u.s." How gracefully ceremony isl
avoided in 7. It's invitation of himself
to ride up in Victoria's carriage to his
temporary home at the Fifth Avenue
Hotel After such laborious courtesy il
IS to be hoped that the editor of the
Golden Age did not seriously interfere
with his friends departure for dinner
by his visiting her unannounced. except
by brief "fraternal" line, 81 am anxious
to see you again to-day" No dates
embarrass these 6aILets. 1t only appears
that most of them bear indications of
being contemporaneons with Mr.. T'ilton'a |
editorship of the Golden Age. They may
therefore be considered as 'gilt-edged"
specimens of the era. supposed to have
been represented by that light of
reform.
While the seekers after truth will scan
these letters closely and yet fail to find
much of solid material on which TO base
any judgment as to the facts in this con-
flict of antagonistic beliefs as to the
relations of the parties to the scandal,
the curious observer OF society, who mer-
ely aims to shoot folly as 1t flies, will
wonder what it was which "My Dear
Friend" settled "last evening"" and
whether it, whatever it may bt, had
anything to do with her correspondents |
giddiness next morning. At the same
time doting lovers will not fail to rejoice
that, though the head of the poet,
statesman, philosopher, orator, and
reformer might swim in the morning, his
heart was even under e-matutlnal faint
ness, ever faithful and trusting in
Colonel Blood's wife as ''the best and
truest OF human souls"
''UNDER YOUR Pillow
FIFTH AVENUE HOTEL
MI DEAR VICTORIA: Put this under your
pillow, dream of the writer, and peace be
with you. Additionally.
| THEODORE Triton
AN ENGAGEMENT TO FOLLOW PRAYER
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