Morning journal and courier., 1880-11-22
sSournaI art0 Coruier.
Monday Morning, Nov. 22. 1880.
Local News.
The Missing Pastor.

Searching Expeditions-stili in the Dark
 Church Draped.
 Parties were still out searching every foot of earth in the by places and woods, Satur- day, in the vicinity of the home of Rev. John Marsland, the missing pastor of Central Vil- lage, but no traces or signs of him were found. MT. J. J. Penrose, attorney in the place. with much energy had organized number of these parties. Skilled detectives from New York were on the ground also. A mass meeting of citizens was held the night before to further the quest, and many wild rumors were rife. It was ascertained that four rough looking tramps were hanging around the place last week. They, too, had vanished, but a train hand reported having seen them on Tuesday near Webster, Mass. The village church doors and altars were draped in voluminous folds of crape, Satur day, by loving hands, out of respect to the memory of the missing pastor, and no ser vices were held therein yesterday. A feeling of deep sorrow has settled over the place, for the lost man was truly beloved. The squads of men who are engaged in the search 
 ed farmers of the county, and the interest and excitement over the unsuccessful hunt has in no whit abated. The villagers believe the man is dead, and that he killed himself Mrs. Marsland, the wife, Saturday partially recovered from the overwhelming shock into which the thought of her husbands possible violent death or his absconding threw her last Monday night. She has now settled firmly into the belief that the man has be- come temporarily insane, and has, with the cunning of crazy man, managed to elude detection and reached some distant city. She says that his sermons for several weeks past have been a source of no small anxiety to him, and in his preparation of them he has expended an unusual amount of labor, which, she thinks, has affected his brain.
 In response to her inquiries by letter to the station agent at Plainville, she learned that man working about the depot on Monday night saw another whom he recognized as MT. Marsland board the train for Willimantic. The two office clerks have no remembrance of such person. The conductor of the train says there were but three passengers through that night to Willimantic and one of them was man who wore seaIskin cap. He could give no further description.
 Marsland wore such a cap, and his wife is of opinion that when he had almost reached the house of the neighbor he set out to visit he left the highway, and taking the railroad
 track walked to PlainfeId, distance of three
 miles, making, of course, no trail. Nothing | will move Mrs. Marsland from this belief, all
 though she states that insanity is not heredi-
 tary in her husbands family. She has been 1 in receipt of many letters of condolence from | Congregational clergymen in New York and | the New England States. MT. Marsland was
 well known and universally esteemed He
 was graduate of the Hartford (Conn. Theo-
 logical Seminary, and two years since held a pastorate in Mill River, Mass. Letters by
 the dozen pour into the now mournful par
 sonage from every mail, bearing information of all sorts of vagrant personages wandering
 about the country. but not ray of light has
 yet penetrated the dark mystery which over 1 hangs the place.