The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-05-11


ing Mrs. Moloy spoke in Ryus Hall, IN Wyandotte,
and after the speaking retired with Mrs Logan. on
the Sunday following found Mrs Molioy at the resi-
evening Mrs Molloy spoke in the operahou in said
city of Wyandotte. After the speaking Mrs Molloy
went home with some lady friend and sfiant did not
see her again until Monday morning when he went
with her to Leavenworth Kan. over the Missouri
Pacific road Arriving at she went to the
knowledge Of Mrs. Moloy's movements and where
abouts from the 30th of May until the 10th OF June,
that she was and could not have been in Kansas
City the night of June g. and further sant saith
not. JOHN d. LEWIS
Subscribed and sworn to before the 9th day or
May, 1886. j. A. WHITCoMB,
Clerk District Court.
It was impossible for Graham to have staid in
Chicago on July 16, 1886. and be in Washington
on the 18th. [ have Bible which ne presented
me on my birthday, July IT, in Washington;
| Kan, in which he has written, "The day re-
| turned from my fathers funeral" 1t is jour
| ington, Kan. The Union Depot Hotel register,
| showing George E. Graham assigned to the same
room with Mrs. Emma Moloy, has all been aired
| by my enemies before, and fully explained. The
| travelling public well know that no respectable
| hotel would permit so bold and open an asslgna-
ton as this, and | wonder, after its former ex-
PLANTATION, and the great stir that was made in the
| newspapers, that for the sake of the reputation
of the hote, the proprietors did not see that the
| clerks careless entry was corrected.
| We had arrived late in the city, en- route for
| Springfield, Mr. Graham for Indiana. waited
on the platform Mr. Graham registered, and
| called for rooms, when we went up into the city
| to transact some business before the stores were
closed. On our return we learned that there
was but vacant room, which was
| given to me- and Graham went he told
me, to the MORGAN House Mr.. Fletcher
Meredith, editor of the Interior, Hutchinson,
Kan, went and investigated the matter last May,
and interviewed the clerk, who told him it was
lie about Graham rooming With me, and
| showed him that my proper name was regis
| tered, which / would scarcely have perlled in
such manner had been guilty of criminality
/ The Morgan House register shows Graham In
room 80 May /. By bills settled in Washington.
where Cora came from there to meet me here,
| learn that she left there the 10th and arrived
| here on the evening of the 18th.
| Several days after a synopsis of Graham s
statement was published he declared to j. G.
Newbill, editor of the Express at Springfield.
| Mo-, that the statement was wicked lie that 1t
| might be shown that he was registered at some
of the hotels mentioned but that it was when he
| was with other women and not with Mrs Mol
| 10y or Cora Lee.
| So it will be seen how very readily these
| charges are disproved Yet do not write this
| with the expectation of total recovery from this
| murderous assault Any woman may be SLAM
| dered in this country in the same way Char
acter, like life, seems in these days to have no
| value, If few dollars are to be made by its de-
| struction. When woman's reputation Is thrust
| under the Juggernaut of the American press by
| 80 vile pen as was welded in this case, 1t is
| impossible to wholly undo its work. Over the
| electric wires it has crept into homes where |
| was beloved as sister. from the Atlantic to the
| Pacific. received a letter to day from Halifax,
Nova Scotia saying, Il have loved and es-
| teemed you for your great works sake, and
| though / know nothing of the circumstances,
and am $500 miles distant. l feel sure the
| charges are untrue. and you will come out of
the fire all right" Yet there are thousands
| the refutation My has been prejudced
| before witness on my side has been
| heard, or shred of rebutting evidence given
| i can only hope this statement may reassure my
! friends who have stood by me In the storm, and
| make the world a little more tender to the
| orphan children whose prospects have been SO
ciouded in this great calamity. The thoughtless
| men who have hurled to the world this vile cal
| jimmy owe it to these children, we'll as to my
| SELF that they give this refutation as wide pub
| licity as they have she SANDER. AS think of
their blasted lives, and look into their sorrowful
| faces, and into the grave of my usefulness and
| witness the humiliation of my parents, and
| brothers. and sisters, whose pride has been the
| unspotted record Of our family, | can but ask
| what has been gained by the publication of this
| filth to the worldl 1t has been like opening
charnel- house whose very breath has carried
moral disease and death into thousands of homes
DeQuincy, in one of his essays, treats Of 'mur-
der as fine art" Has it not become so in Amer
| lea. when the press lends its aid to a criminal
guilty of the blacklist crimes to continue his
| murdeIous work and destroy the woman whose
| crime was her credulity in believing that ''saiva-
ton could reach the uttermost" George Ora
| ham gave his wife the blessed luxury Of an i'm
mediate death. TO the victims of his treachery
and deceit he has awarded a torture exquisite
| in it's anguish it is slow III its consummation.
The memory of that horrible murder will forever
| be canker, blighting all joy; and his name, so
unjustly linked with mine in that awful crime.
it seems to me was enough, without this added
| SANDER 1t has been my earnest desire ever
| since can remember, to do good in this world,
and to live so that those who came in contact
| with me should be happier and better for that
| contact Only God can know the soul agony
| have endured as have read daily the false car
| features of that life-caricatures that contained
| not shadow of tIuth-and | think Of the little
children whom have loved, all over this land
| who have thus been made to regard as a
| monstrosty of vice and crime, of the thousands
| of friends who have been made cold and dstrust-
| full, and
Broken hearted stand mid the conquered,
| Who fell in the battle of life,
| Among the wounded and beaten
| Who died overwhelmed in the strife
While the voice of the world shouts its chorus
| Its pean for those who have won,
While the trumpet is sounding triumphant,
And high to the breeze and the
| Glad banners are waving
| Hands clapping, and hurrying feet
Thronging after the laurel-crowned victim
| stand on the field of defeat.
With the wreck of my life all around me,
Unpitied. unheeded, alone
| With death swoopng down DER my failure,
/ And all but my faith overthrown."
| Even my last cry will be- sneered at, am
aware, but this is not written for those who
have gloried in my calamity or wished my
destruction; it is for my friends all over this
| land who have believed in my honesty of pur-
| pose. To them / wish to say, though have
| made grievous mistakes, l have had most
! honest intentions, and surely no one has suf-
fered more in this cyclone than
EMMA MoLLoY