The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-09-09

Louisville and took up the old life He
used to complain that he was oboined 70
corpse: that his life was bIasted md
that no man had ever endured such ner
secution. No woman dared permit him to
Vlsit her regularly, and he naturally
could entertain no idea of marriage The
only woman who allowed him to call at
her home was Mrs Sue Conn. then q
young widow. whose funeral occurred In
this city yesterday To Mrs Conn
Throckmortort talked much OF his ruinea
life, and she synlpathized with him One
night, as they were sitting in the narlor
talking, white, wan face surrounded
by rusty veil appeared at TIE window
Picking up stick of fire wood, Mrs. Conn
threw 1t through the window, striking
the ghost on the head. That was her
only connection with the story. Throck-
morton discontinued his visits, however.
TO KILL. HIS ToRMENToR.
Time passed, and Throcknorton grew
more moody. AT last he deterrained to
rid himself OF his tormentor by violence.
The scene resulting from this determi-
nation as it was afterward told In court,
was most dramatic. One night about II
o'clock, as Throckmorton was walking
home through a lonely street, he glanced
back and saw the GHOST only a few
yards away. He waited at the mouth
of dark alley until she came up, ard
then he suddenly sprang out on her. He
snatched her veil from her face, and
dragged her to the nearest lamp post
why do you follow me?'' he asked,
his voice trembling with passion She
made no reply, simply locking with her
big black. mournful eyes into his.
Clutching her by the throat, he drew a
dagger from its sheath and raised 1t to
strike.
xiii me. John, but kiss me first" she
cried. rs the weapon was about to de-
scend.
Throckmorton threw. the dagger away,
fed.
At length came the time when human
endurance could stand this awful thing
no longer. Throckmorton had the woman
arrested on a charge of lunaey. The Old
court house In Louisville, where Henry
Clay and the Crittendens had many a
hard fought battle in days long gone by,
was packed as it never had been before.
The most eminent legal talent was en-
played, and the evidence was of a most
sensational character Ellen Goodwin was
defended by Hon. F.. Y. Parsons and Gel.
Marc Mundy. Albert S. Willis and w.
r. Thompson represented the prosecu-
ton. To all questions put the woman
made intelligent answers.
And then ELLEN Goodwin told her story
on the stand; story that moved the
vast audience with its pathos and its
suffering. She said she was but a girl
of fifteen when Throckmorton met. her.
He sought her out at home and she learn
ed to love him. Then came the old trag-
edy, and even after she had become his
creature she said she loved him. She
said: II loved this man so passionately
that / found the desire to be at his side
irresistible 1 began to follow him on
the streets solel9 because / loved him.
He laughed at me and spoke sneeringly of
me to his friends. He forgot the prom
ise he made me and forgot my love for
him.
LEARNED TO HATE
him. Before I had followed about after
him because I wonshiped him. Now de-
termined to follow him because he had
scorned me and because / hated him as
intensely as had loved him. 1 sought
to teach him contrition but ne was too
proud to repent, too stubborn to seek my
forgiveness, and was too Fesoiute to for
get my purpose, and so day after day and
night after night I have been on his
track. I have suffered and so has he''
Ellen Goodwin was adjudged of sound
mind. After the trial she ceased her shad-
owing of the man and retired from public
gaze. She had small fortune. She
dressed moro carefully than during her
long persecution Of John Throckmorton
1t is said that she wrote book contain
ing her sad story but the manuscript was
buried with her. In 1879 she died of con-
sumption at her home on jefferson street,
near Shelby.
Throckmorton, a broken man, aged
beyond his years, retired to plantation
in Mississippi owned by the late Col. NJ
Lewis Clark, and here he died alone
some eighteen years ago
Under the title Crazy .Ellen,'' Mai.
Henry T. Stanton. the Kentucky poet,
wrote and published poem depicting the
awful miseries of Ellen Godwin, but the
book was bought up and suppressed by
influential friends of Throckmort ton