The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1882-06-14

would pour torth his FEELINGS In the Jour
nal"
ibid many others joint"
Gall the wealth and talent in the city were
/ in it. j remember we indicted Mr.. w. n.
Hsldeman, now proprietor of the Courier
Journal. But he wanted it done very se-
cretly and quietly, and no fuss was made
about There we're eight lodges in the city
and all of them we're well attended
Prentice did not forget his promise. Day
after day he Numbered forth his denuncia-
ton of the foreigners. Article after article
| incendiarv and bitter, served but as fresh
fu TO the fire. The excitement became
greater and greater. Into the remotest
| parts of the State the infammatory articles
of Prentice had penetrated, and everywhere
they had aroused the people to the highest
pitch.
The summer Of 1856 came and the Know
Nothings nominated Charles MOorhead for
Governor. In the Louisville district they
put I'D Humphrey Marshall, whom the De-
mocrsts opposed bv General William Pres
ton. This district became the centre OF all
observation. Hero was the citadel Of the
order. Pren tees all powerful pen had
beaten down all opposition. He was the
life and soul OF the party. As the race
drew near its close ell men saw that blood
must mark its termination. Each day little
blood-red paper hearts were scattered
broadcast over the streets.
A Know Nothiug was bound
to pick them up. If they had 6. pin hole in
the center he was called to the lodge, if not
they were thrown around merely to intimi-
date the enemy. The never-to be-forgotten
6sh day of August dswned bright and clear.
Long before daylight the polls we're crowded
with Known OthiDgs. All their plans had
been perfected. They were armed to the
teeth. and were prepared for the worst. Be-
fore o'clock blood was flowing all over the
city. At first the Irish, Germans and Cath
olics we're only iostled. Then they we're
knocked down, and finally the confusion
ended in riot. the scenes which followed
were awful. Gangs of men with bloody
shirts patrolled the streets Here and there
an Irlshman or German darted out Of an
ally way or yard aud the fierce mob howled
after him. If he was caught he was imme
diately strung up 70 the nearest lamp post
and his body riddled with bullets. The
storm that the leaders had aroused was now
beyond all human control. Strange faces
were seen at the polls. and the more ignO-
rant Of the foreigners, in accents of horror,
whispered that they were lost spirits. All
the slums and slleys of the city were emp
tied. The country round about sent its
quota of human butchers. Robert Baird
and Prentice and some Of the other leaders
did what they could to stop the butchery
But the mob was now beyond all control.
As night approached they became wilder.
fine
YOUNG FELLOW NAMED GRAHAM,
Known othing, was shot while passing
Eleventh and Main. This aroused the MOB
TO madness. A thousand ilfuristed men
with wild faces and blood stained garments
were soon surging about 'Quin's Row." a
crowd of tenament houses filled with Irish
on the northeast corner of Eleventh and
Nam. There were about forty wretcaed
men, women and children within the DOOM
cd buildings. For an instant the great crowd
hesitated, then the torches were applied in
twenty pisces. The miserable creatures
within, sufccated by smoke and scorched
| by flame, sought to rush out through doors
and windows. But dozen burly ruffians
stood at every avenue of escape to shoot
them and push them back into the flames
Old Frank Qlin, with his flowing gray hair
and bis, kind old face, was thrown back into
the flames with bullet in his breast.
/ The dying shrieks of women and children
-sng out loud above the roar of the flames.
the scene was awful. The
mad mob without; the
burning human beings within. 1t woul !
require volume TO tell all the incidents of
that day. No calculation can be made of
the murdered. Sixteen charred bodies were
found under the rains of "Q1in's Row."
Nearly score were found hanging to the
lamp posts with the gss-light making fan.
tastic figures on their dead faces. Hundreds
we're wounded. Prentice, one of the kindest-
hearted men in the world, never forgot the
day, and never forgot that he did more than
any other man living to provoke it.
The news went abroad, and it was whis-
pered in the quiet old villages Of the Faith.
erland and muTmured among the lakes of
Killarney, that frightful massacre had oc-
Cured to their countrymen in the far-away
mysterious America, and for years afterward
while every other town along the Ohio
prOspered Louisville was avoided like pes
thence. And even to this day many a
kind old Irishmsn and many thrifty
old German will gather his awe.struck little
ones about his knees and, while the fire
roars within and the storm RACES without the
curtained windows, he will tell them of his
escapes during that dreadful day and still
more dreadful night of 'Bloody Monday
HOUSE BOUGHT WITH BLOOD.
The w-Nothings determined to re.
ward Prentice for his great services. He
was not wealthy and his family was expen.
slve. On the north side of Walnut street
just above Floyd, was a square, old two
story brick house, built by Jake Smith
father of Nicholas Smith, who married Mr.
Greeley's daughter. From him Rice Bal.
lard had bought the house, and now the
Known othings determined to buy it and
present it to Mr.. Prentice. "We did it be.
cause it was recognition of his ability,
said Mr.. Russell, one of the leaders of the
old party. They paid $4,000 for the house
and one gloomy day in September, 1856
George d. Prentice and bis family entered
the Inflated house, and from that day to ais
death misfortune followed him. Many aud
vague were the rumors that were floating
about in regard to the old house. The
Know. n lettings elected their men, and none
OF the other party would pass the house
without a shudder. Ever devout Catholic
crossed himself when he passed the house
"given Prentice for killing our country.
men" as they murmured hardly above their
breath. AL Of them regarded it as herit.
age of blood, every stone and brick cement.
ed with human lives. And they said that
in the still, dead hours of the night they
could see him walkingabout with the voices