The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1878-03-06

for in the way that I suggest these
! miserable gossips would have little
or nothing to talk about, as dead
people tell no tales. Well, poor
little Miss Susan Dickie has been
shut up for seven years in the
Blooningdale mad-house, and it
was done Oh the certificate Of q
physician who had only seen her
for ten minutes, and who knew no
more about her complaints Or the
nature of her antecedents than he
did about the back of his head. He
got a good fat fee for his opinion,
which was possibly a salve to bis
conscience, though that opinion de-
priyed a fellow-being Of her liberty,
and consigned her to a living tomb
and the fellowship OF maniacs for
seven long years. Gentle brothers !!
loving sisters! look at your handi-
work. This poor, stricken creature,
deserted by her own flesh and
blood, finds shelter in the home Of
trusted friends who have never
ceased to cry out against this in
fanny. God be thanked, to-day her
cry is heard, and she is a free wo-
man once more, and the managers
Of the Bloo1ningdale Asylum, who
profted by her incarceration to the
extent of twenty dollars a week,
may throw their blood-money away,
as Iscariot did OF old and I shall
bring in a verdict Of 'tserved 'em
right" if they should follow his ex-
ample and hang themselves.
For nearly forty years this COM
munity has been cursed by the
presence of Haunting infamy in
the person of Caroline Lohman,
known as Madam Restell. On the
Fifth avenue, almost under the
shadow of the grandest Cathedral
in America, is the splendid palace
of this Infamous creature, whose
life has been one long crime and
shame for almost two generations.
The little boys who first heard Of
her as a convict on Blackwells Is
land have become gray old men.
Millions have come and gone, but
she remains, and from the pro-
ceeds of her shameful trade has ac-
cumulated untold wealth, and lives
in palace in the most fashionable
quarter of New York, the appoint
ments of which would throw in the
shade the gilded halls Of Helioga-
balus. Curtains of the rarest and
most costly lace veil the windows,
backed by rich Indian hangings of
curious workmanship and fabulous
price; pictures by the most famous
artists line the walls, and statuary
by eminent sculptors wonderful IN
design and marvellous in execution
meet you at every turn. This
faunting temple Of sin stands
there a living, burning reproach to
the motherhood of America; its
foundation stones are cemented
with sighs, and tears, and agony,
and shame; where bright hopes and
ambitions, and even preciousliveslie lie
scattered like the autumn's dead
and vithered leaves.
This week, thanks to the energy
and tact of Anthony Comstock, this
creature was dragged from her
palatial home and lodged like a fel-
on in a cell in our city prison.
Among all her former companions
not one dared come forward tc go
upon her bail-bond, and so far,
Notwithstanding hepersistentetort
| of her. counsel, they have not been
able to procure bail, though the
woman offered to deposit twenty
thousand dollars in bonds, which
she had concealed in her BOSOM
We now :anxiously wait for her trial
and conviction, and her incarcera-
ton in the penitentiary. She is
nearly seventy, hoary with age and
crime, and if she should die there,
perhaps those who expect to ,imi-
tate and profit by her sin may
realize that the way Of the trans,
gressor is hard.
We are more than ever convinced
that Darwin's theory is correct
We have now q couple Of our six,
teenth cousins from Africa all GOV,
cred with Lair, having no tails and
con7ersing in French and German.
They may notyet be entirely conver'
7ersant with beauties of Goethe OF
Schiller; perhaps the comedies o5
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