The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1882-09-14
VOLUME XVIII.---NO. 9.

The rrnlotest way TO the conspiracy with
which his family name il 50 closely con.
nectca. But in his thin face, and the
restless blue eyes that never meet your
own sqnarely, turks the shadow o.' the
ng..doing that brought his mother TO
| the gal.ows.
ANNIE SrRRArT.
| The POOR girl who suffered so terribly a.
| 10 make her old while yet young in years,
lives near her brother John. She i the
wife of Prof. Tonry, who is now the
leading chemist Of Baltimore After her
mother had been hanged, and her own
mental faculties were shattered by the
agoni"s she had undergone, the innocent
giri was ostracHcd and prosecuted to an
extent tnat IL Il disgrace 10 our called
Christian civilization. Years after, when
Mr.. Ionry-thcn Il Government clerk
| dared to marry her. he was dismissed
from Office for the offence For time
they were very roor, they being turned
out OF tho Government grind proved to
be the makingof him after ALL They are
| now prosperous enough i'm Il worldly point
OF view, but the once blithc and beauti.
| tu! Annie is wreck, both mentally and
physically, with hiar az white as the driv.
en- snow, though but little more than
| thirty years Of age. She never recovered
from tho shock of that awful day, the
last Of her mothers life, and is subject to
hts ot extreme nervousness bordering
on delirium. Nobody seems to have ever
| interested themselves in the fate of the
younger son, who WAS mere Ind at the
timeot the tragedy. and, notwithstanding
mar, inquiries, have been unable to
| discover any trace Of i.im. Poor boy
| worse than orphaned, his brother a fugi.
uvc, his tirthrght gone, and every mans
hand against him for no fault of his own
what under the sun became of him ?
Leaving Mrs. Surratt's house with the
shadow of crime still so strangely upor il
that few arc bravo enough to occury it,
and 10 il stands most Of tie time closed
! and empty W" gnn few h!:.:!;a further
! m town 10 the army Medical Museum on
Tenth street. which was
JOHN T. roEr'H oLn OPERA HOUSE,
wherein President Lincoln was as.assnn
ted. The building was never used again
as Il theatre, and the interior il entirely
| changed since that cvcntful night. I. is
now full enough Of tangible horrors with
out the Imaginary ones that cluster within
Here are maliormations and monstrosities
OF every conceivable sort. skulls, skclc.
tons, dried and picked babies, sections of
the human form divine" showing gaping
sores preserved in .rls, every organ OF
the b'niy III every variety of disease cx.
posed in bottles, and II Thousand other
Things to" terrible 10 contemplate. The
obligIng usher will show you where the
Presidents box used to be- and where the
OLD stage was upon which Booth leapcd
shouting his crazy ",Sir Srnipcr fyraunis ,"
lSy consulting the official catalogue You
may oven find, strung on its little wire,
what purports to be section of Booths
vertebrr, and also piece Of the flesh
mnngled by the rope that hnnreJ-of
Wirzs neck, the kccpcr of AnLrrsrnvile
prison.
we find II i"'" .. just these days,
10 Keep aEinatiOn out Of
the vnt C;nitcau was So
lately boil, lc roof where his
bones are suppoa, still lie bleaching
IN the sun. 1t wi. DC II rather singular
coincidence if the nrliculatrd skeleton of
the second Presidential murderer il set
| up here where the first murder was com.
mittcd.
In the dark valley at the side Of this
building, with which an entrances in the
rear OF tho stage fused only hy attaches
ni the thcatrc) communicated, Booths
horse was in waiting, and, with the lone
"i ms broken limb protruding through
| the flesh, he mounted her and galloped
Directly opposite the Museum il the
house into which the wounded Lincoln
was carried, and where he died A cou-
pie OF years ago Congress caused mar.
bic slab, telling the story, To be set into
the front wall. 1t is said that those who
bore the dying President hastily across
The street, attempted first to cnrry him
into the house this side--lhe one nearest
the theatre; but the frightened inmates,
scarcely comprehcnding what had hap.
pened, boltcd their doors with all speed.
Inc effort has repeatedly been made to
INDUCE Congress 70 purchase the house
wherein Lincoln died, but it probably
will not be done until the flight Of years
shall have invested it with the hulo Of
antiquity that hangs around every relic
of Washington, Franklin and other long
departed heroes.
Next, ones steps tend naturally to-
ward
TIE ARSENAL
where the closing scene in the tragedy
was enacted. The Four and half street
horse car takes us through the terra in
cognifa of South Washington (thc higher
points Of the distrct) 10 within block
of the entrance to the Arsenal grounds.
or all the breathing places" with which
Washington abounds none is so pleasant
-because so like the open country-as
this. Here arc walks shaded by over
arching trees, green meadows, starred
with daises, and glinpses of the great
river glistening through the willows that
fringe its shores. Following a wide brick
walk up some distance from the entrance
you come to the spot where the old peni-
tcntiary once stood, the site being now
occupied by the handsome house of the
commanding officer. The prison was
torn down some ten years ago, bul n rem
nant of the old wall, still standing at the
lower cnd of what was once It's enclosure
serves rs n landmark.
Seated upon bench beneath spreading
tree, while happy children shouted On
the green, merry party of picnickers
were lunching in the grass close by, and
nta little distance company of soldiers
were going through some astonishing evo.
lulions to the footing of the band.
tried hard, the other day, to realize the
scenes that occurred here go long ago.
Seventeen years, and the sun shines on,
and the river rolls by with the same
drowsy murmur ~ it did that dreadful
day, and Gods eye is over all Was He
so busy counting hairs and watching
sparrows, that He gave no heed to the
a.sasslns 8 shot. or was it part of the
great plan of the whole Thousands