The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-09-09
HAUNTED Day By Day
THE OLD, OLD STORY OF WON
ANS LOVE AND MANS
PERFIDY
JOHN THROCKHORTOI'S GHOST
STRANGE TALE REVIVED BY THE
DEATH IN LOUISVILLE OF
ELLEN GOODWIN
JOHN THROCKHOaTOI'S GHOST
TWO LIVES WE'RE DARKENED
Tragedy That Had It's Inception
Near the Kentucky City Near
ly Forty Years
Ago.

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LOUISVILLE, KY, Sept. ESPECIAL y
/ The death in this city this week of one
| of the minor participants revives the
story of as strange tragedy as the
world has ever known. The person who
passed away was Mrs. Sue NJ. Pendleton
| Conn, aged sixty years The traSedy
was one that darkened, blasted, haunted
! the lives of two people-Maj. John
Throckmorton and Ellen Goodwin
Ihrockmorton's ghost the woman was
called, and never was SHINING man tor
mented by CHASTITY haunt as was this
| one by his ghost of flesh and blood. Day
and night, week in and week out, year
after year, from earth's end to earth S
end, black, shadowy figure followed
this man-silent, watchful, phantom-like,
but always there
1t was nearly forty years ago that
John Throckmorton, son of Arts Throck-
morton, was one of the leaders in the
orllhant society that fourished IN the
old South. He was rich, witty, hand
some; a fine type of the young Southern
gentleman, irnpuIstve, generous, kind of
heart and open of hard He was con-
nected by blood or marriage with almost
every prominent Southern family, from
| New Orleans to Louisville. His father.
Arts Throckmorton, built and managed
| the old Louisville Gait house, famous
throughout the South for it's lavish hos
pitality. John had ample means and was
| welcome visitor wherever he chose to
! go.
THE OPENING SCENE.
Just when pretty Ellen Goodwin came
into the story no one knows In all the
| fierce light that afterward beat upon
| them, details of their earlier intimacy
remained forever buried in mystery, ana
I both carried their secret to the grave.
Ellen lived near Louisville, and was re-
markable for her beauty. She was well
connected, and had a small fortune in
| her own name. Friends of Throckmor-
ton saw them together few times, at
some social gathering or possibly al a
lunch or dinner; then the Intimacy alb
ruptly ceased. Throckmorton left Louis
vile on a pleasure trip, and did not re-
turn for several months.
One stormy, clustering night. when
the snow was beating against the window
panes and people were hurrying home
ward to blazing fires, Throckmorton re.
turned to Louisville and Went at once to
his fathers hotel AS he stood with his
back to the great fireplace in the lobby
and looked through the window at the
storm that ragged without, he suddenly
gave a start. Standing mot;onless
against gas lamp post in front of the
hotel was woman. She was dressed in
black, and the face was covered nv o
heavy veil, to which the snow chung.
! Throckmorton need not ask her name o..
see her face; the outlines of the figure
told him air. Ellen Goodwin stood there.
SO silent and specter-llke that he became
fascinated and watched Ter for long.
WOMAN IN BLACK.
/ That was the first night '.Throcknor-
toms ghost was seen. It was the be-
ginning of a he1Ps torment that was to
last uninterruptedly for nearly twenty
years. The dark shadow that he saw
through the window that night was to
be with him in the blaze of noon and
the darkest hours of night; he was to
see 1t in every capital in Europe: it was
to be close behind him in his most Sc
cret moments; it was to mingle with
his shadow so that in deliriurn of ter
ror he would wonder If his mind were
not deserving him, and If both shadows
were not one and the same 1t was in
vain that he tried to put the ocean be-
tween him and his awful, phantom-like
pursuer; in vain that every resource,
money, cajolery, violence were tried
From that first stormy winter night,
John Throckmorton knew that he was
never one moment alone
II
peared to know of his every movement.
AT social gatherings, at his club, at the
rooms OF his friends-everywher he
went-there was the fatal shadow in
black. He would slip from his hotel by
q side entrance at dead of night, and
sneak by back and dark streets to the
heart Of the city, only to glance over
his shoulder and see the black specter
following. Her appearance on the
streets Of Louisville became so common
that people paid no attention to her.
merely glancing up to see how far
ahead Throckmorten might be. AS the
years passed, her name was forgotten
and she was only known as "Throck-
morton's ghost"
NOT TO BE SHAKEN.
At first Throckmorten tried to treat
the thing as a Joke and laugh it off, The
| WOAAio1ly ITO Se11uy was d Cfdck6Q-UT6ln0Q
creature, who would grow tired after
while. He could keep it up if she
could. If it amused her he did not OBJ
ject. Thus he reasoned at first but he
soon became FESTIVE, and then it grew
to be a serious offense to mention the
'ghost" i'll his presence He became ST.
lent, morose and quarrelsome.
Then it was determined to shake of
the dread specter by heroic measures.
He would go abroad and remain there
until the thing died. With the utmost
secrecy his plans were made. He did not
even tell his most intimate friend his
destination. Secretly hne slipped away,
taking train for New York Under an
assumed name he engaged passage on a
steamer, and when his vessel was out OF
sight he smiled gleefully at having at lasl
rid himself Of his horrible nightmare He
went to London, where for the first time
in years he hreathed freely. Then one
day he strolled along street, and felt
actually felt-that the gffost was near
CHANGING over his shoulder he saw thai
fatal shadow in black walking behind
2 him. He fled to Paris, only to meet the
same phantom-like figure there. A tour
>of Europe failed to shake off the appari
: ton.
At last. in despair. he returned t