The Newtown bee., 1880-01-28
New York Letter.

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 Men have gore down by hundreds and thousnnds before now, regulations have been shipwrccked and families have been ruiucl, social and financial relations have been shaken to pieces that have stood unchullcnSed for years, but no event which hgs occurred within the last de- cadc has 50 thoroughly demoralizcd pub lie confluence as the discovery of E. c. Bogert'4 crimes. No need to repeat what these chimes were, for the press Of New York and ti,e entire United States has seized ol each new bulletin. till at last the entire land sands aghast at reye- lutiCn e. w!ckHAness almost without q parallel jA ouc ttm3. t is net that this man iu.sYd GuG sto.o and lied; others him yes. have fo:god and stolen amounts aloncsiuo 0, which his paItry gains are dwarfac. But behind this whited sepul- chrG stands the amazing fact that of the thousands who knew him, and knew him well, there was not one who breathed a suspicion of this compound of moral rot tounesq md crime. It is a hard thing to speak thus of man who can no longer raise his voice In his own defence, and if hi3 death had been that of an ordinary suicide, the mantle of human charity might coyor all his sins, and my lips should bo sealed; but this man, In his life cad taking of, has struck a blow at every social cnd domestic relation deadly and deep, and iatlicted 6 wound in the very heart of society. from which 1t will be slow 10 recover. The business man looks with an eye of suspicion on the tried and trusted friends of a life; the banker fears to trust the clerks whom he has known almost from the cradle; and the Wlfa. gray-haired and worn, whose children have gone out from her to seek their fortunes in tho world, shrinks from the embraces of him to whom she plight cd her young love long years ago, for she says to herself, notwithstanding her lifelong trust, "pcrhaps the taint has reached my home, and tho blight is upon my hearth.toue." It has been {. fearful week, .. week of utter godlGSsness and horror. Men and women seem to throw away their lives with no more thought of the hereafter than if eternity was myth. If tAls bo the teaching of protoplasm ard evolution, better go back to the idols of wood ard stone, better any form of wor- ship of idulatry, than to have no God at all. Now tho suicide has not the poor excuse of misfortune. or even insanity. for before he shuf1ies off this mortal coil he costly sits down and indites an epistlc which rivals chapter in the "Novum Organum," or might serve as d model for " Locke on the Understanding. Three aLtrociOus murders, half dozen suicides. ban unusual number of robberies, several defalcations, and appalling accidents, mark the terrible calendar of the week.
 On Sunday night, while one man was hacking another to pieces with a earring knife. not more than thrOe blocks away human brute was staml ing the life out of his poor sick wife with his boot-heel. In the house whore this frightful murder was perpetrated. twenty people were carous- ing within call, yet not one of them heard her last cry of agony, or the screams of her affrighted children. as they sat thro' the whole of that desolate night, in pool of blood. beside their dying mother. So brutal had been the attack of this inhu- man savage. that when bis victim was discovered. she had every rag of clothing stripped from her poor, bruised body; an infant. three weeks old. lay beside her, all dabbled with her blood, and three other children. the oldest only eight years of age, were starving and freezing ] in Chat horrid chamber of death. StraDgest of all strange things, when the ! poor wretch recovered consciousness d short time before she died. she utterly re- | fused to testify against her brutal hus- band who had murdered her. and died with He upon her lips to shield him from the punishment of his crime.
 A week ago a tug-boat was seen madly rushing along tho river. seemingly bent on destroying everything in it's path whistles were sounded in alright, all sorts of alarming signals were given, but needless of all. the tug rushed madly on it's way: at last, the engineer, atttacted by the unusual noise. came out on deck
 and rushing up to the pilot house. found the pilot dying on the floor; he seized the wheel. and was then in as much of 6 dilemma as he was before. foi there was no one to stop the engine. and ia the midst of the river full of boats, he dare not leave the wheel; at last. he reached an open stretch ip the river,
 when hc rushed from the wheel and stop ped his engine. then setting a signal oi distress. assistance came, and so, by 6 hairs breadth. we escaped a frightful ac. cident. Tho next day the possibility ol such on accident was suggested to the