Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1882-09-29
A Baltimore Romance Connected with
the Murder of President Lincoln.

A correspondent of the Pittsburg dispatch,
writing from Baltimore, tells the following
interesting story in connection with the assas
sination of President Lincoln:
Miss Estelle was not very friendly toward
me for the first day or two. 1 was young
enough to be enthusiastic in my politics. and
l had the Pittsburg backbone in them, and
the young lady seemed to guess this, and
avoided any talk with me about the war, al
though she sometimes talked to me through
her mother. was, fortunately, fond of mu-
sic and knew something about it. This
bridged the chasm between us and finally
made us pretty good friends and tolerant of
each others opinions. Well, one morning
it was Wednesday, remember-Mss Estelle
and l were at the breakfast table, Mrs. -
having excused herself, as she had some
household duties to attend to. The young
lady's attention was evidently preoccupied
about something, for she talked at random,
and seemed to be thinking. At last she said,
with a rather odd expression of face
Il expect friend TO call on me this after
noon. I think you will like him. He is very
fond of music"
asked who he was, and she looked rather
disturbed at my question, but replied
"He is my best friend He is an actor,
and is coming over from Washington"
L T6utulD6T6u Wuhl utT DlOlueT nhu lOlu
me, and changed the topic of conversation.
In the afternoon, about O'Clock, l was sit.
ting in the parlor with Estele, when her
brother Bob came in with letter for her.
She blushed when she saw the handwriting
on tine envelope, and tore it open hastily.
Then her expression changed, and she show
ed that she was disappointed. She read the
letter two or three times, and then exclaim-
ed:
"Its too bad. He isn't coming. think
he might have written more than that, don't
you"
She tossed the letter to me, and, turning
around to the piano. began playing.
The note read
April 12.-It will not be possible for me to
keep the appointment for this afternoon.
regret it much but business interferes
wv b.
Three days after that was to 90 home.
got up early to help make arrangements and
went out on the street, where | heard of the
assassination of Lincoln When l returned
Mrs. - and Estelle were awaiting my ap-
pearance to sit down to breakfast. l was great
ly excited, and exclaimed as l entered:
President Lincoln WAS murdered in Wash
ington last night !"
Both ladies screamed and looked frighten-
ed, and Mrs. -- cried out
''Oh, they will kill all of us who are friends
of the South Who did it?"
"a scoundrelly actor named Booth-John
Wilkes Booth"
The words were scarcely out of my mouth
before Estelle gave a scream such a horrible
scream that l shall never forget it-and then
she fell forward upon the table and from
there to the floor, dragging the breakfast
things about her with a crash. The mother
seemed to be almost as much affected as her
daughter, but she loosened Estelles dress and
lifted her up while bathed her head in wa
ter, was terribly confused, but / suggest
ed that l should go for doctor. Mrs. --
at the mere suggestion almost screamed
mo! no. No one must know it !"
"Kuow what ?" / asked
".Why, don't you know? Don't you know
that John Booth was the man l told you about
the man she is in love with 2"
Then l remembered the note and the fact
that it was signed ~. W. b." Estelle had
not mentioned the name and that was why
did not understand it. l was there two days
longer, as thought Mrs. -- might need
me but she said she preferred to be alone and
l left, after promising her not 10 tell what
knew. She was wild with terror, and feared
that her daughter might be suspected of hav-