Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1893-09-28

She Has Never Left the House In
which He Died.


Mrs. Charles Stewart Parnen still lives in
the house where her husband died. No. II
Walstngham Terrace, Brighton was occu-
pied by Mr.. Parnell for several months pre-
vious to his marriage to Mrs O'Shea on
June Is. 1881. and while that lady was living
at No. In the same row. At Brighton Par
nell found entire rest from the anxieties of
his leadership and cool relief from the an
noyances of his enemies. 1t is a charming
spot in which to forget the heat and tur-
MOL OF the city.
The terrace Is q row of eleven private
houses In light stone. number one being at
the end nearest the city. and number
eleven looking out upon the open country
beyond They are four stories and q min
nature mansard roof above the English
basement. Before the parlor floor of the
entire row Is an extension window running
the block
1t was in the corner room of the last
house on the partor floor, his bed drawn
near the window, that he might look upon
the calm waters Of the English channel.
that Parnell died on October Z, 1891
sim I'm Mourning.
Mrs. Parnell has remained there ever
since. She was confined to her bed. Sc
riously. even dangerously ILL., until the LIST
OF November following. The house has
every appearance OF being empty. its win
dows are closed, it's outer door bolted ana
very seldom. indeed, is any person seen TO
enter or to leave. The only evidence Of life
is IN the extension, where the shades are
generally drawn and a pretty box of flow
ers Is disclosed. The houses at the best in
Waisingham Terrace have not an inviting
appearance. but that occupied by Mrs. Par
all.
The household Of Mrs. Parneu consists of
three female servants, a coachman four
horses. two dogs and, II IL is permissible to
include. two carriages. The servants never
doubtful II ii is opened once a week Mrs
Parnell herself never walks upon the
| street, and once every fortnight she drives
out In her carriage. generally upon such
occasions going up the front as far as the
town Of Southwick. about four miles dis
tant, turning into a back country road re-
turning through the city OF Brighton and
then along the front again to her own
other two weeks.
This has been the nature of the widows
life since the death of Parnell. She has no
amusements, no diversions. enters into none
OF the social incidents OF the neighbors
seems to be. and authentic report says she
is. heart-broken and inconsolable over the
loss Of the man she loved and with whom
she hoped to consecrate her life.
Relies of the Dead Leader.
The interior Of the house is filled with
LuctucHtOcS Vi tne OedQ leader. HIS hat and
coat hang upon the hall rack where he last
placed them, his desk is open and the
papers he handled and laid there Just be-
fore he died are still in the same spot, an
Irish newspaper is where carelessly thrust
by him into his coat pocket as he entered
his house on that memorable night OF Oc-
tober 8. 1881. when he returned from Dub
lin and contracted a cold crossing the Irish
sea that four days later resulted in his
death. His cane is where he stood It. his
shoes where he threw them, his clothes
hang on their accustomed hook-every-
thing. with one excepting. is as it was the
last night OF his life.
The one addition that has been made is a
letter framed and hung on the wall beside
the desk. 1t is brief writing. but 1t has a
most interesting history.
1t is a note written by Parnell to his
mother. Della Stewart Parnel at Borden
town, N. J.. and sent by him to her only
two days before his death. In the then
condition OF his mind he INSTRUCTED the
envelope. and a few days after his death Il
was returned to his widow for better ad-
dress. and she framed ii and has kept IL as
his last writing.
The letter reads:
Il am weary, dear mother. OF these
troubles. weary unto death. but II is all in
q good cause. and with help and the assist
ance of my friends / am confident of the
result. The statements Of my enemies SO
often made regarding my relations with
You are on par with the endless calum-
mics they shoot out at me from every bush
Let them pass, they will die from their own
venom. Indeed ii would be Identifying them
to notice their existence"
The furnishing throughout is tasteful and
artistic. There Is no noticeable evidence OF
wealth, but there is every indication of
ample means for the qualification of a re-
fined taste. The commodious apartments,
the broad halls. the spacious stairways
roomy landings and generally the atmos-
phere of comfort and rest that one meets
n ola i,,er H. A..
superlative satisfaction which must have
prevailed In that home when Parnell was at
his best, when, just after his MARRIAGE he
said to a reporter he had never been so
happy and so conten ted in his life