Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1889-02-20
Editor Storey,s Widow.

From the New York World.
Mrs. Eureka Storey, relict of Wilbur S. Sto-
rey, editor, publisher and proprietor of the
Chicago Times, is at the Windsor. where for a
fortnight or more she has been the recipient
OF all manner of social attentions. She came
here to decide upon a monument for her hus-
bands grave, and the character of her pur-
chase has brought representatives from all
parts of the world. She has mad drawings,
cuts and engravings to select from, and not a
Few sculptors have sent miniature columns in a
variety of quarried stone. Her fancy runs to
shafts. and as the order now stands the men,
DRY of the late Mr.. Storey will be perpetuated
by a column of red granite as near the altitude
OF the obelisk as it can be quarried. At the
age OF twenty-five Mrs. Storey was a widow.
and as soon as her deep mourning was
laid aside she bought a Russian sleigh
and some fine horses and amused her
self on the boulevard. Her splendid horse
womanship won the fancy of the journalist,
then al the head OF the most powerful organ in
the west, and for more than half a year he
watched the fearless and beautiful rider and
waited for an introduction. Judge Trumbull
brought them together and when a year later
they were married Mr.. Storey had his wife's in
terest protected by an ante-nuptial contract,
amounting to something like an equivalent to
half million dollars. His wedding gift was a
superb set OF pearls including brooch, brace
lets, hair and corsage ornaments, and
necklace with pendants OF oriental design
and Workmanship. They were as devoted as
only lovers can be, and neither was ever
seen IN public without the other. Every dav
Mrs. Storey drove down to the Times building
and remained with her husband in his private
office from IL till O'clock They made re-
peated trips abroad, and one of the many ex-
travagances of the devoted editor was his pur-
chase of jewels and handkerchiefs He was
anxious that she should have one quart of pre-
clOus stones and kept on buying till the quart
shaped casket was filed, which to-day is for
tune in itself. He could not bear to see her
use anything but lace handkerchiefs, and one
season he ordered from a single French manu-
facturer not one but thirty dozen, to be woven
in the piece. So rich and beautiful were these
filmy napkins of precious loom that woman
was hired to do nothing but to wash and hand
dry them They filled cedar chest to the lid.
and were so profuseIy sprinkled with oil of
roses that the mere use of one of them filed
whatever room or apartment she entered with
an atmosphere of Oriental deliciOusness.
Everybody who has ever been in
Chicago knows about the marble castle
which he attempted to build for her. The
four walls and roof represent an investment
OF 100000. The lodge was finished, some few
hundred feet of garden laid out, and a conser-
amounted to $4,000. The palace proved TO
be his mausoleum. for the roof was scarcely
placed when the intellect of the once powerful
editor gave away, and ne died in the chair in
which he had lain senseless and almost motion
less for more than year. At his death Mrs
Storey made a vow never to marry again. she
lives quietly at home with her mother. a lovely
and arlstocratic old lady, and during the season
goes to Saratoga.