The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1897-11-26
CHILD WlFE'S STORY.
Dora Richardson Clay Asserts That She
Reluctantly Welded the General.

Dora Richardson Clay Asserts That She
Reluctantly Welded the General.
VALLEY VIEW, KY, Nov. 23.-Dora
Richardson Clay, the child-wife OF
General Cassius Marcellus Clay, of
Whitehall, who is visiting her brother,
Clell Richardson, day laborer, in his
little board cabin opposite the South
ern Lumber Company's plant, told the
following story of leaving her hus-
band:
I'VE got along very we'll until Mr..
Clay went to Cincinnati several months
ago to have his eyes treated Before
that time l was fairly contented to
stay in the big house with him alone,
but while he was gone he got Mamie
Bggerstaff, the daughter of neigh
Dor, to stay with me. The young men
who called upon Mamie, Of course
would talk to me. Now, had never been
accustomed to young mems company
and | did not know what to do
was afraid Mr.. Clay would be angry
with me, and when Mr.. Clay came
home somebody told him that had
| not conducted myself right while he
were telling him lies about me, and
he said he thought so, too From that
time on | was not altogether happy.
When Mamie went home it became
dreadfully lonesome. and l made up
my mind that l would come to see
brother Clel, aud pay him long
visit. told Mr.. Clay that l wanted
to leave and come and stay with my
brother awhile, and he said that
l was a free agent; that [ was
old enough q am ~ to know what
was right and that he did not
! want me to feel that he was making a
slave of me. Some of those who had
pretended to be my friends had told
me that l was Mr.. Clay's slave, and
! that they would not stay there and be
in bondage, not for all his money and
land and sheep Well, l left two
weeks ago, and five times l have been
! to Whitehall since l came to visit
brother. l am undecided just when
will return to make Whitehall my
permanent home, but l will go back
when ! get ready.
You see, | was very young when l
married Mr.. Clay, and l scarcely knew
what was doing. | don't think I
would ever have married him had it
not been for my brother, Clell, who
begged me time and again to consent
to become Mr.. Clays wife. l knew
ne was far above me, and | could not
see how he could love d little, ignor-
ant girl like me; but Clell kept on in.
sistng, and at last | gave up and we
got married. He told me that Mr..
Clay would educate me- He has
had a nun Der of teachers for me, but
soon got tired of them, and do not
old books He tried to have me taught
music, but it was so much practice
that l don't believe l will ever make a
musician. Yes, he bought me plan Q
and banjo but there is one instru-
ment that nobody seems to have
heard of, and that is the accor.
dion. He brought me one of the
incest ones you ever saw and
can play on it some, too Oh. yes,
me the prettiest kind of a doll, with
nice, rosy cheeks and golden hair, and
l could make it cry, too. One day
broke one of its eyes, and Mr. Clay
sent away off somewhere to have the
eye put back.
Here is his picture when he was 3:
years old. Wasn't he handsome
Here is another picture of him wher
be was United States minister to Rus
~:- 10 III.
uniform; isn't it pretty? Isn't h.
grand looking?"
: Then she produced q picture of the
general taken few moat!,s ago, ant
with a sigh she said:
"Rut that is the way he locks now
He's SO old. It's a pity; don't 70,
: think SOP"
Don't Tobacco Spit and Smoke Your Life Away.
, TO quit tobacco easily and forever, be ma