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PITTSBURG-, SUNDAY, FEBRUARY 16, 1890.
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lORTOI AT HOME,
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life of the Second Highest
-t GoYernment Official.
A SMILE WORTH A FORTUNE
Peeps Into a Grand Mansion That
Eirals the White House.
-"WHERE AN IMMENSE INCOME GOES
(COBBKSrOXDEXCS OF THE DISPATCH.
Washington, February IS.
SAT in the press gallery to
day and took a good loot
at Vice President Morton.
He is more regular in his at
tendance upon the sessions of
the Senate than any Vice
President ire have had for
many years, and he appreci
ates the dignity of the posi
tion. He sits in his big mahogany arm
chair as straight as a string and he wields
the white ivory gavel with his right hand
in dignified ancles.
He is a fine looking presiding officer. Six
feet high, and with only a scholarly stoop in
his shoulders, his smooth-shaven statesman
like face makes one think of the vice presi
dents at the beginning of our history. His
hair, well combed, and parted very near the
diddle, is iron gray. It is brushed well up
from a broad and rather hich forehead and
its style of dressing is much the same as that
seen in the pictures of Thomas Jefferson.
Vice President Morton looks very much like
Jefferson, save that his complexion is bru
nette, while that of Jefferson was blonde,
and his hairhas been black while Jefferson's
was red, The Vice President's eyes are
blue, and when out of his chair and min
gling in "Washington society his face is "one
vast substantial smile."
Mr. Morton learned to smile while he was
making his fortune. He started life as a
clerk in a country store and he smiled so
pleasantly at his customers that at 20 he was
able to go into business for himself. At 25
his country store grew too small for him and
he carried his smile into a commercial house
at Boston. It worked as well here as it did
in his birthplace, Shoreham, and it in
creased his pile to such an extent that 'at 30
he concluded again to smile for himself.
He then became the head of the drygoods
commission house of Morton & Grinnell at
New Tort, and by 18C3 he had succeeded so
far that he was able to establish the great
banking house of Morton, Bliss & Co., with
its branch at London.
HIS SMILE PATS DOUBLY.
There was more, however, in Mr. Morton
than the simple smile. There were good
business brains behind his pleasant face, and
by the time he was 40 he had made a for
tune. He has made more money since then
and his money ha; not hardened his face or
his heart. His smile which paid him well
as a young man has continued to par him
well as a statesman. It made him a success
ful Minister to France, and it is making
him one of the most popular statesmen at
the" Capital. It is, I think, the offspring of
his good nature rather than policy, and it is
worth more to him than aliTais millions. It
keeps him from worry and enables him to
withstand the vexations of Washington and
its society.
Vice President Morton is a good, dresser.
He does not skimp his tailor and his coats
are" oT the latest and most fashionable cuts.
He wears a statesmanlike double-breasted
frock coat and his everv-day pantaloons are
of a dark gray. His clothes seem to be a
part oi him and he is a marked figure in the
Senate, at the White House and in the
Washington drawing-rooms. He has added
much to his popularity by the series of mag
nificent entertainments which he is giving
in Washington, and he does not let the in
come from his dozen odd million dollars lie
idle. He spends as well as makes, and has
a large number of men in his employ.
HIS CATTLE AND SHEEP.
Vice President Morton is a man of affairs
as well as a man of society. He carries on
an immense business in addition to the
work he does here in Washington, and
there are few men in the country who can
do so much while appearing to do so little.
The care of his immense property is enongh
to keep one man busy, and he has a stock
farm in addition to being a statesman and
banker and a society man. He has a farm
at Bbinecliff known as the Ellerslie stock
larm, which contains 950 acres, and which
constitutes his country home. The Vice
President, however, makes his farm a busi
ness investment as well as a place of sum
mer rest. He has 100 head of the choicest
of imported Guernsey cattle upon it Every
one of his animals has a noted record and
all were brought over Irom 'Europe at his
expense. There is hardly a cow among
them that has not won a prize as a milk
producer and butter maker and tbeir intro
duction has done much to improve the cat
tle of New York. Mr. Monon is also inter
ested in fine wool sheep and his flock on his
stock farm numbers 80 imported South
downs. He has weekly reports as to how
his cows and sheep are doing, and the culti
vation of the extensive estate requires con
siderable correspondence.
A VICTIM OF THE BEGOABS.
The Vice President's mail amounts to an
average of SO letters a day, and these cover
all sorts of subjects. His known wealth and
his generous disposition make him the ob
ject of numerous beggars, and he receives
many applications for charity. Some of
these are of the most cheeky variety, and
as an instance a young man from Maine
wrote a few days ago asking for two of his
best registered Guernsey cows, and saying
that he wanted nothing but registered stock
and would like to have them shipped as a
gilt with the freight paid. The letter was
probably not answered.
There are numerous worthy applications
for charity received by the Vice President
every day, and among them are many re
quests from young boys and girls who want
to be educated. Some of these are answered
by his secretary, but tor any millionaire to
reply to all the demands upon him would
make him a pauper within a year. The
President receives numerous applications
for charity, and our millionaire Senators are
beseeched for gifts every day. The most of
them, like the Vice President, do give a
great deal, hut it is only after a thorough
investigation of the facts and to such as
they know are in need.
MB. MOBTON'S HABITS.
Vice President Morton rises early and
breacfasts at 820, and then goes into his
study and works at his mail until 11 or 12,
when he goes to the Capitol, often walking
the mile and a half between his house and
the Senate. He is employed at the Senate
all dav, and his evenines arc taken ud with
the dinners and other social requirements of
Washington. Vice President Morton is a
good horseback rider. He is fond of fine
horses and he has eight good ones in his
stables here. His tiding horse is a hand
some sorrel mare, and he not infrequently
rides out on her with his daughters accom
panying him.
He has five girls, ranging in age from 7 to
16 years, and all of theseare getting an
equestrian education at the riding school in
Washington. The remainder of their edu
cation is carried on by a French governess
at home and by their attendance at one of
the female seminaries of the Capital. Tbey
have their governess constantly with them,
and Mrs. Morton with Mrs. Wanamaker
and several other of the leading society
ladies have gotten up a class oi ten young
girls to whom Miss Susan Hale, the sister
of Edward Everett Hale, is giving a course
of lectures on English Iiteratnre and
poetry.
THE MORTONS XH PARIS.
Both Vice President Morton and his wife
are French scholars and their career in
Paris was a most successful one in a social
as well as in a diplomatic way. Mr. Morton
was not hampered by the meager salary of
our minister at Paris in the keeping up of
ms entertainments and he spent much more
than the 517,600 a year which he received. In
Mr. Morton's Paris salon all classes of dis
tinguished people were found, and his din
ner parties were among the noted of the
French capital. It is the same here this
year, and Mrs. Morton has brought to
Washington the experience which she ac
quired as a successful hostess at Paris.
The Vice President's term at Washington
will probablv cost him several times the
amount of his $8,000 salary, and the addi
tions which he has made to his house here
have footed up more than $32,000. He paid
nearly $100,000 for the house when he bought
it irom "Telephone" Bell, and he has a
dining room which cost abont half the
amount the President receives in a year.
Vice President Morton's stables at the back
of his house wonld be considered a very fair
residence in many a town, and the rooms
which he devotes to his receptions and din
ners would cover more than two of the aver
age city lots. You could turn
A WAGON LOAD OP HAT
around in his big dining room without
grazing the walls, and you might drive a
couple of carriages abreast 'hroush the
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In the MtcepUon Jloorns.
series of parlors, which opening by folding
doors one into the other form a carpeted
space more than 110 feet in length. This
Morton mansion must contaiu about 25
rooms. It is reached by a big porte cochere
of iron and is entered by wide Iront doors of
oak and plate glass. Stepping over the mat
in which in big letters of red the number
"1500" is woven, you come at once into what
seems to be the house proper.
There is no cold, conventional hallway,
but the warmth oi a home seems to greet you
the moment you step over the threshold.
The hall runs nearly the whole length of
the house. It consists of a wide, well
lighted room at the right in which a fire
blazes merrily away to the ticking of a
pretty French clock of black marble, and of
a long space at the left almost filled
with a flight of cream-painted steps
which by an easy grade leads to the
second story. The woodwork of this hall is
of an ivory whiteness. The walls are hung
in cream satin and there is a wainscotingof
carved cream which runs about the whole
to the height or your waist In one corner
of the room at the right a
LITTLE BOUND BAT 'WTNDOW
juts out just big enough to contain a life
sized statue of a child praying. Over the
child, who stands on a red pedestal, there
hangs a palm tree, and in the corners of the
hall there are tropical plants in richly
colored pots as high as a table. On of the
curiosities of the hall is the fireplace, which
is framed in tiles of Mexican onvx, and in
front of which there is a fender consisting of
two torpedo-like bombshells standing on
their ends with their noses in the air and
with a massive brass chain fastened to brass
hooks set into their sides and running from
one to the other. These bombshells were
Entrance to the Morion Mamion.
thrown by the Prussians into Paris during
the siege, and Vice President Morton got
them while he was Minister to France.
The Vice President's study or workshop
is at the right of the entrance, in a room op
posite the stairway. It is almost oval in
shape, and it contains a bay window look
ing out on Bbode Island avenue. In this
bay window there is a desk, at which one of
the Vice President's secretaries writes, and
the whole room is packed lull of the work
ing materials of a public man. A flat-top
walnut desk, as big as a dining table, stands
in the center of the room, and the walls are
lined with cases ot books. Scrapbooks lie
on tables here and there, and
THE CENTEB DESK
is littered with letters, papers and manu
script At one side of it the Vice President
sits in an armchair, and opposite him is his
confidential secretary, Mr. Bobert jChilton,
who has been with Mr. Morton for years.
The walls of this workshop are lined from
the oak wainscoting to the picture rod with
portraits, and the noted friends of Mr. Mor
ton look down upon him as he does his work
in the center of the wall at his right there
is a big photograph in a black frame of Gam
betta, who was Premier during a part of the
time he was Minister at Paris, and on the
opposite side of the room is a fine etching of
President Garfield, while in a corner next
to the mantel hangs a big photograph of
President Harrison, with a half-length por
trait above him of the President oi the
French Republic, Mr. Carnot
President Carnot sent this picture to Vice
President Morton a few days ago with his
compliments, and the Vice. President, has
photographs or all the great leaders of
France. The mantel-piece is lined witn
photographs, and there is a fine old engrav
ing of Lafayette, by Ary Sohaeffer, on the
wall sear the door.
A TBEABUBE HOTSB OP ABT.
Vice President Morton has good artistic
tastes, and throughout his Whole house you
may see the pictures and engravings which
he picked up abroad. There is little new
furniture in the house, so Mrs. Morton tells
me, and the most of the things used were
brought here from New York and Paris.
Leave the workshop and cross the hall and
you enter the parlors. They are separated
irom the hall by portieres. You notice that
one of these portieres is ot rich brown velvet
plnsh embroidered with flowers and the
other a costly Turkish curtain, which evi
dently once closed the door of a Mohomme-
aan mosque. Xou pass by a screen, covered
with fine Broussa embroidery, in going into
the library, and this library is the first of
xne parlors. it is a large room wanea wiia
low bookcases and hung with fine paintings.
The cases come to the height of your waist,
and books in fine bindings look out of the
shelves through glass doors. Above the
cases the walls are hung with dark red satin
of a fine enough quality to make a dress for
a White Honse reception, and against this
background hang the paintings. There are
two fnll-length portraits of the Vice Presi
dent and his wife by Bonnatand these hang
on the two sides of the back of the room.
These portraits are very fine and the one of
the Vice President the great French artist
says he considers
THE SECOND BEST THING
he has ever done. It represents Vice Presi
dent Morton standing. It is life size and it
is a work of wonderful art. Thepaintingof
Mrs. Morton is equally fine and the Vice
President's wife is one of the handsomest
of the wives of our statesmen. She is of
medium height, straight, well formed and
her face is full of strength and character.
She has blue eyes and she dresses in ex
quisite taste. This picture represents her in
an evening costume of dark red velvet, and
the color shows to advantage her beautiful
neck and arms.
The photographs of the room, however.
are quite as interesting as the pictures.
They are as numerous as those of the study.
They are scattered from one end of the li
brary to the other, and they stand in col
lections and singly on every available spot
One screen-like frame ot 30 cabinet photo
graphs represents the royal families of
Europe and Mrs. Morton picked these up
while she was abroad. I asked ber whether
she had met all the persons represented in
the frame, but she told me that the French
court was a republican one and that her ac
quaintances had been more democratic.
She pointed to another frame in which the
pictures of Gambetta and other French
leaders stood side by side with Blame, Lin
coln and other American statesmen and she
slowed me a small Sevres bust of Presi
dent Grevy which he had given to Minister
Morton.
DUPLICATE OP THE WHITE HOUSE.
Vice President Morton's house strangely
enongh rivals the White House not only as
a society center but even in the style of its
finish. The library is the red .room, and
the room that opens into this is furnished in
a tint very nearly akin to that of the blue
roo m of the White House. There is a third
parlor whose walls ore hung in satin of a
greenish tint, and should the Vice Presi
dent take out his dining table and turn his
dining room into a ball" room he would have
a small East room at the end.
Thefurniture of these two second parlors
is of gilt wood upholstered in delicate' yel
low satin, and the pictures which hang upon
the walls are by noted artists. A red velvet
carpet runs through the 75 feet of reception
rooms, and a red velvet rug forms the center
of the dining room. The house itself is
furnished in exquisite taste, and it
is one ot the finest though not
the finest house at the Capital. Mr. Morton's
stable is as elaborate as his house. It is a
part of the house, and is of the same red
pressed brick, with black lines running
around it The Vice President has a swell
coachman and footman in a rich plum
colored livery, who wear stiff cockaded hats
and drive his high-stepping bays, hitched to
a big coach with red wheels.
THAT SHOBEHA2X BAB STOBY.
During the winter much has been said
about the Vice President'sjbar at his new
Shoreham Hotel. This hotel is a big apart
ment house at which many of the most noted
of Washington people live, and for which
they; pay from $1,500 to $1,800 per year for
a suite of furnished rooms. There is a res
taurant on the ground floor, and it was in
this that the bar was said to be located. Mr.
Morton's agents were interviewed on the
subject, and he himself expressed great in
dignation at the statement The truth is
that the application for a license to sell
liquor was made without his knowledge,
and that he had no interest in the hotel
beyond the leasing of its apartments through
his agents. It was true that a license had
been granted and it was part of the agree
ment at the time of the renting of the flats,
that no part of them should be used as a bar
or saloon for the sale of wines, malt or spir
ituous liquors.
PBOBABLT A GOOD INVESTMENT.
These flats now contain 16 Congressmen,
and among the noted men who live in them
are Senator Farwell, Speaker Beed and Bep
resentative Cannon. The flats cost in the
neighborhood of $250,000 to build, and, in
asmuch ai no rooms are rented except by the
year, they probably pay a good interest on
the investment Mr. Morton, as a vestryman
of the American Episcopal Church at Paris,
as the son of a preacher and as a good Chris
tian could hardly permit any of his tenants
to run a saloon on his premises, and I am sure
would not if he could. He is proud of his
flats, and has named them "The Shoreham,"
alter the New England village where he was
born. Fbank G. CabPbnteb.
PUZZLED BI THE IDIOMS.
Amiulng Attempts at English In n Library at
Tokio, Japan.
A correspondent at Tokio has been inves
tigating a circulating library there. An En
glish catalogue was issued last year, and
this is the preface:
This catalogue is description of owing book
of oar company's estimating at 21. Melji Octo
ber, and the description ot Japanese and
Chinese book was published already, therefore,
if readers desired to search out the books of
that's part will hope to read of that descrip
tion. The rules relating to time of retaining
books are as follows:
Fifth The limit of time of reading Is fixed.
All novel and thin book is five days.
All scientific bookjs almost ten days.
English language book which is not many
paces is limited.
Ten dass, but large book is 15 days.
The exact limit of time and lending price
are mentioned on the back or face of all book.
SixthJapanese styled books which are
many books is fixed not to lend above three or
five volumes.
One part of English languages book or
translated book in European style is only a
volume.
A BUTTER THIEF'S HARD LUCK.
The Judge Wni no. Expert Grocer and the
Article Wni Awfully Bad.
American Grocer.
A Jndge up In TJtica, who prides himself
on his thorough knowledge of the grocery
trade, had up before him recently the case
of a poor devil charged with stealing a
firkin of butter. The Jndge was disposed
to be lenient with the fellow until the latter
declared that he had sampled all the stook
in the establishment before stealing this
particnlar firkin.
'Hm; let me tee the butter" said his
Honor, forthwith applying some to his lips.
The whole courtroom watched the proceed
ings with intense interest and saw the
Judge make a wry face as he fairly
shouted:
"Twelve months!"
"Twelve months," said the prisoner's
counsel, "what for?"
"Total depravity, sirl I ought to have
made it ten years at hard laborl"
It's funny how much location counts In the
success or failure of a hotel. The Sturtevant
Honse is fortunate Indeed in Its location,
Broadway and Twenty-ninth SL.N. Y. Booms,
II and upward. American and European plan.
ME AT LOUISVILLE.
Little Things Hature and Watterson
Bare Done for the City.
ODD CHARACTERS OP KEKTUCKY.
A Roman Holiday Hade ot tho Hanging of a
Han Who Slav Another.
THE BHERIPFS LITERARY ABILITIES
1corbespokdenck ot the distatcb.1
On Boabd of the Cabs.
N the early gray of
a February evening
a small party consist
ing of myself, might
have been seen wend
ingits way toward the
railway station at
Louisville, Ky. One
may enter the sleeper
there at 9 o'clock P.
21. and at 2:30 A. M.
he will start for Cin
cinnati. Taking with me a
small fragment of
river water to use
when I get home for
scouring knives, I
paid the bill at my
hotel and went to the
depot The depot of
the Louisville and
Nashville Bailroad
Is a massive pile,
costing upward of
(64 in money. It is built in the Modoo
style of architecture and faces both ways,
like an independent paper.
Meals may be had there at all hours, and
baggage checked to all parts of the world.
Sleeping car berths and pie are furnished at
the shortest notice, and von can get in
formation or victuals while you wait My
car was made up, so I knocked out a tew
brains, disrobed and retired. My window
gazed upon the lunch room, and so I could
lie and watch people as they came , in,
nestled up against the counter astride a tall
stool, and basely betrayed their stomachs.
It was rare sport
dippebence between men and 'WOMKN
Sometimes a woman would spring gayly
upon the stool, and, wrapping her heels
around those of the stool, would inquire the
price of a cup of tea and, if not too high,
she would buy some in isolated cases. A
man generally orders about twice as much
as he can eat, and by his manner says,
"Darn the price. I reckon I will have
enough to eat as long as my money holds
out"
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XouUville in 1S00.
People who Tun lunch counters are not
generally very long lived. I only knew one
of these people to linger to a great age, and
he had his meals brought to him. Some
kinds ot food are improved by age, bnt not
all. Among those that are not impervious
to atmospheric influences or the extremes of
heat and cold are eggs, mushrooms and
waffles. Celery also sutlers somewhat, like
a senatorial election, by exposure.' It does
not thrive under such circumstances so much
as a ballet, but pines away and gets coal
dust on it, and loses its ambition and hangs
over the edge of the glass like a love sick
angleworm.
In 1773 Captain Thomas Bullitt, who was
called a son of a gun by a Kentucky humor
ist, who only lived long enough to ejacu
late, "Adieu, kind friends, I'm going
home," discovered the city of Louisville,
Kv., at the mouth of Beargrass creek at the
Ohio falls, and he could not have discovered
a better town if he had tried. The water
was very low at that season of the year and
of about the consistency of a farm. Though
the water was low the price of whisky was
almost equally as low, and so the party
thinned out the water with the latter. It
gently exhilarated them and made them
glad they came.
LOUISVILLE'S MBST HOUSE.
There are now 275,000 people in Louis
ville, I might say, mostly colonels, but I
will leave that joke for the use of the large
armvof bright men who were first to think
of ft When Captain Bullitt discovered
Louisville there was not a decent hotel in
the place. Now there are a great quantity
ot them. The following year a house was
built, but the boom was a kind of sickly
effort and lots were quite low.
Louisville was named for Louis XVI.
The above will give the reader an idea of
Louisville at about the beginning of the
present century. The building with the
flag on top is the Gait House. Mr. Henry
Watterson has just gone inside the dodr,
softly humming to himself:
I Am a Pirate King.
He will be back in a few moments. The
large building on the opposite side of the
street is a general store kept by a gentleman
who is since deceased. He kept hides, pelts
and molasses; also real estate, ice cream and
feathers. He sold ammunition, Jioarhound
candy and hardware, gents' neckwear, cedar
posts, honey, plastering hair, straw hats, di
mension lumber, suspenders, timothy seed,
coffins and salt mackerel. He also kept the
postofnee and took in washing. He adver
tised hard cider,' playing cards and embalm
ing while you wait The other honses in the
cut are occupied by Many Citizens, Taxpay
er, Justice, Old Subscriber, Veritas, eta,
etc
The high fence In the right foreground is
designed to keep out the Indians, at least
the largest of them.
Agriculture, blue grass, trotting horses,
Bourbon, ginger ale, iron. ore. hams, aspar
agus, butter, eggs, literature, distilling, pro
slavery, store keeping, railroading, etc.,
etc., have each risen to a great height In the
table of industries of the State. Kentucky
is no doabt a choice State. Nature did
much for her, and Henry Watterson has
not fooled away his time, either.
Proctor Knott is a feature of Kentucky
which I must not forget as I hurriedly pass
along. He would have been more influen
tial if It had not crept out that he was a hu
morist. No man can be respected quite so
much alter he has shown symptoms of this
kind. Mr. Knott made a funny speech on
Duluth once, and now people come from
away back of Little Hickory and Hominy
Center and stay all day and bring their din
ner, hoping that Proctor 'Knott may be
funny agaiu some day.
A SPEECH 'WITH THOUGHTS IN IX.
Governor Knott said once, in an address
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in Kentucky to the graduates of the State
Agricultural and Mechanical College, at
Lexington: "When I consider the superior
intelligence and refinement of the presence
in which I have the honor to appear, I very
seriously mistrust my ability either to con
tribute to yonr entertainment or to add to
your present stock of information by i dis
cussionof anysubject whatever. Descended,
however, from an oncestry who made theit
homes on the 'Dark and Bloody Ground'
I 'eel that I may at least speak to you of
Ji.entucv, of her resources, ot ner progress
and her possibilities."
And he did so. He started out from that
and made a good speech with thoughts in it
He spoke of the fixed carbon and volatile
combustible matter in the coal, and said the
iron ore of Kentucky had iron peroxide in it
in large quantities.
A FEW ODD CHABACTEBISTICS.
Iq the interior of Kentucky one still finds
some odd characters, and the plain, unosten
tatious manner of administering justice at
tracts some attention whenever it is brought
to public attention. A friend of mine went
into that country once to report the prelim
inary examination of a man who had killed
his wife by means of a broadax. The re
porter had on all night driveof it, and when
he got to the schoolhouse where the trial
was to take place he fonnd no one inside but
the headless woman lying on a door. After
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The 8tXf.Ma.de Widower Sept Tally.
a while he went back of the schoolhouse
and found the sons pitching horseshoes with
the justice ot the peace, while the unruffled
and self-made widower was calmly keeping
tally of the game by cutting notches in a
shingle.
Not long ago a colored man named Mon
roe Wilkinson killed a man at a picnic in
order to give variety to an otherwise monot
onous programme. He was found guilty
and sentenced to be hanged. The execution
was to take place within an inclosure, but
the obliging Sheiriff had it in a valley, so
that a whole county could sit on the hill
side and see it It is hardly necessary to
sav that he was re-elected.
Nearly 10,000 people came to witness the
great show. They came on foot and on
horseback, from everywhere, till they cov
ered the hillside and were like the sands of
the sea for multitude. Lemonade stands
sprang up as if by magic, and merry-go-rounds
got there from the
FOUB COBNEBSOy THE EABTH.
Popcorn, eating apples and wax for chew
ing purposes were for sale everywhere. The
balloon man was there, likewise the man
with the machine for showing how much
one can lift without injuring himself.
Everywhere poor, tired farm hands who
needed rest were testing tbeir strength till
their eyes looked like soiled door knobs or
poached eggs in a saucer of stewed tomatoes.
Photographs of the murderer were also for
sale with his autograph. His brother had
walked 50 miles to plead with the Governor
for a pardon, but it did not avail.
Euclid C. Cooksey, a bright young re
porter, was sent to db the execution for his
paper. He and Mr. Morningstar, another
reporter, sat up with the condemned man.
Friends decided that religions services
should be held over the murderer. Mr.
Morningstar was selected to lead in prayer.
He had never done so before, but he was a
good reporter, and when he was assigned for
anything always covered the field. He still
says that, considering his lack of prepara
tion, he thinks he did pretty well. A fresh
reporter tried to interview the prisoner
while the service was going on, but Mr.
Cooksey, who was reading a chapter from
Genesis at the time, paused and told the
young man that he was not in it
THE SHEBITP'S FABEWELL.
The Sheriff then came in to say a few
words to the prisoner. He said: "Monroe,
you know that I would never hang you in
the world at the figures I get from the
county if I didn't have to do it I've got
to do it or lose the nomination next year.
I'm a friend to you, Monroe, and I reckon
L've always treated you right"
'Yes, sah, that's what you has."
As the morning sun lighted up the beauti
ful hillside and scattered a shower of glory
through the trees upon the bine grass turf
beneath, it showed a busy scene on the
grassy slopes of the natural amphitheater.
Tall young men with amber spattered chins
and budding whiskers were pitching rings
lor a cane or having tintypes of themselves
and their financiers taken with the gallows
in the background. Mothers brought with
them little snnburnt offspring that had only
arrived in Kentucky the previous day.
Dark red cookies sold for a cent apiece. A
tall tree giving view upon the whole jail
yard brought $2.
All was life and animation. The sheriff
had acquired a comfortable vjag, but it had
not succeeded in stealing away his brain. In
fact he was quietly chuckling to himself as
he imagined the jag groping in the attic of
his massive skull, knocking the skin off his
knuckles and cussing as it vainly sought for
the sheriffs brains.
A LITTLE TOPICAL SONG.
Finally the hour arrived. Tho prisoner
was brought on the scaffold. He pressed the
hand of the reporter and. bursting into tears,
presented bim with an election cigar. The
newspaper men then united in singing a
little topical song, ot which I am the author
and which is designed more especially for
executions by electricity beginning as fol
lows: I'm sorry I got insulate,
Bnt Tm going home to dynamo.
It is a plaintive song, eminently fitted for
executions in New York, and has had a
great run.
The time now arrived for the execution,
and the Sheriff asked Mr. Cooksey if ho
would be good enough to read the death
warrant. Mr. Cooksey said it wonld not be
legal.
"Well, I'll deputize you then," said the
Sheriff.
"Why don't you read it yourself?"
THE LlTEBABY BXBBCISES.
"Well, for two reasons. In the first place
I did not bring my glasses, and in the sec
ond place, if you won't let it go anyfurther,
I can't read anyhow."
Cooksey says if there had been no re
porters there the prisoner would have been
obliged to read the death warrant himself.
Nothing pains a man who is unused to
appearing in publio and who has had no
elocutionary training, like having to read
his own death warrant to a big Chautauqua
gathering like that and have two or three
ignorant people yell "Loader!" Death is
at all times more or less disagreeable at the
hands of the law. but some one ought to be
at hand to take the burden of the literary
oxercbm off the hands of the doomed man.
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ODD HALLUCINATIONS
An Over-Woiied Boston Lawyer Can
Never See People's Faces.
EYES' ACTOKS TDRN TflEIB. BACKS.
A Judge Annoyed by a Prisoner and a
Minister bj a Tardy Old Maid.
CITJZEH TRAM'S CHILDEES'S DAT
tcoBBxsroxssircK or rax dispatch. i
Boston, February 14. A brilliant young
lawyer of this city, who was a light oi social
as well as of legal circles, has recently been
ordered away for his health. He has been
suffering from overwork, and his disease
took the form of a singular hallucination.
Everybody, no matter under what circum
stances seen, appeared to him to be back to
him. The people with whom he talked, the
persons he met on the street, the partner
with whom he danced, and the physician to
whom he went in his affliction, all persist
ently turned themselves away from him,
until he seemed doomed to the terrible curse
of living among his lellows and yet ot never
beholding a human face again.
8"When the thing first took hold of me,"
he said, in talking of the trouble, "I, ot
course, did not understand what had hap
pened, and I made some awkward blunders.
I do not know how soon I should have real
ized that the-trouble was with me, if I had
not gone to the theater and found that the
actors all turned their backs to the audience.
I knew that that couldn't be, and as 1 had
begun to understand that the dickens was to
pay with me, I passed a pleasant evening
wondering if mv brain had turned wrong
side out or upside down, and if I should ever
know anything right end foremost again. I
had a lady with me, and she observed that I
was rather gloomy; so I told her a yarn
about the play's having afleoting associa
tions with a favorite cousin who had died
suddenly. Then I reflected that if my brain
had gone wrong, I could still Invent a lie at
need, and that was some comfort"
A judge's hallucination.
The absurdity of the illusion has brought
to light a couple of instances in which the
delusion was quite as odd. One was the
case oi a municipal judge, who was in his
time well known in Boston. The trick
which his imagination played him was con
nected with a certain reprobate who was
continually appearing before the police
court, and who was thoroughly known to
the police, both on account of "his offenses
and a certain devilish ingenuity he dis
played in evading justice by adroit and
specious pleas. Whenever this offender had
been before him Judge X. saw his likeness
in the next two prisoners brought up be
fore him. The likeness was perfect, but he
always declared that the first time it oc
curred he was fully aware that it was
simply a delusion. He tried various ex
periments with himself, such as having a
woman brought up next to the rogue whose
likeness haunted him, but the woman took
the shape of the man even to his garments.
Judge X. had the mau brought np at the
cd of a sitting, but the hallucination
reached over to the court of the next day,
and the first two criminals were disposed of
in the likeness of the other. The delusion
never occurred with any other prisoner, and
it ceased when the man at last died in a
drunken brawl. The man's frequent ap
pearance in court is the theory the Judge
explained the phenomenon upon.
THE CASE OF A FASTOB.
The other case was that of a clergyman
who declares that all persons who come into
church after the services has begun, even if
they be men, take on lor his eyes the like
nets of & singular elder maiden lady who,
in the village where his childhood wasT
passed, habitually came to services tardily.
Even when his own wife comes in late and
takes her place in the pastor's pew, he is en
abled to identify her only by the place
where she sits; and the singular thing is
that the false appearance does not disappear
until the benediction has been pronounced.
When the clergyman closes his eyes to in-.
yoke a blessing upon the congregation as
they depart to tbeir homes, he sees before
him a dozen copies of the old maid, whose
bones have reposed this quarter of a century
in a New England country graveyard; when
he opens them again these weird figures
have been transformed into his neighbors, or
even into members of his own family, if it
has chanced that they have been tardy in
their coming to the sanctuary.
It seems to me it would be both more prac
tical and more just ii it could be arranged
that the punishment, such as it is, could be
visited upon the heads of the offenders them
selves rather than upon that of the pastor.
CITIZEN TRAIN AND THE CHILDREN.
One of the amusing things of a dull season
in Boston, when the influenza has laid its
paralyzing hand upon the town so firmly
that nothing in particular has happened for
weeks, is the Sunday reception which it has
pleased the somewhat erratic fancy of Citi
zen George Francis Train to give at the
Parker House. He is certainly somewhat
lacking in conventionality, as may be
evident from the fact that very
early in the reception on Sunday he
pulled a costume bon-bon with one of the
children who always swarm where he ap
pears, and afterward adorned his head with
the blue and white cap ot tissue paper that
came out of it There is a certain suspicion
of the undignified in receiving adult guests
at a public reception given at a hotel
adorned in this manner; and on the other
hand there is a certain dignity in being able
to do it with the indifference and ease of
Citizen Train. One of the newspapermen
who was present remarked to another that
he was not sure whether Citizen Train were
the more superb as a madman or as an auto
crat The children swarmed, and if ices and
cakes can make children ill, they made
themselves ill. There was a good deal of
singing, of recitation and some speaking,
and through all the running comments of
the host gave a flavor and made the thing
unique. Ablo Bates.
GREENLAND'S ICE CAP.
A Fact That 8Uow a Reiemblanco Between
tbe Earth and Blurs.
Brooklrn Standard.
The curious suggestion made by Mr. S. E.
Peal, of Assam, India, in demonstrating
that Greenland Is covered by a huge ice cap,
may have uncomcionsly solved an interest
ing problem in astromony. Ii has long been
noticed that the polar.caps of Mars are not
diametrically opposite the southern one not
being centrally placed over the axis of rota
tion, and it now appears that a like anomaly
may exist on.the earth. In antarctic waters
are seen immense flat-topped bergs of ice 2,000
feet high and several miles long, which are
evidently fragments broken from a perma
nent cap directly over the south pole; while
in the Arctic region tbin field ice prepon
derates and bears out the assumption that
the north pole is covered by a deep sea,
quite tiee from islands; in which the ice
finds no anchorage and is floating and tem
porary. Nansen's recent expedition, therefore,
may result in proving that the Greenland
continent underlies one of the two polar ice
caps of the earth, and in giving a clue to the
condition of Mars by showing a closer re
semblance to our planet than had been be
fore observed.
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CHAPTEB XI.
the tboubled loveb.
The relation of Lazarus to the Nazarene
had been always peculiar- No other person
among the friends of the rabbi had a simi
lar experience. The acquaintance of the two
had begun on this wise:
Lazarus had a contract for some fine earr
ing upon a portion of the temple; that always
growing and never completed pride and
glory of the Jews, upon which 10,000 men
worked for over 40 years, and in which there
always remained the next touch possible to
the patient artist of a beautiful thing.
Lazarus needed for his purpose some
special carpentering of a high order of
skill, and being a conscientious workman
sought for some time the hand, required.
There was finally recommended to him a
young man, bearing the very common name
of Jesus, a resident of a low, unpopular
locality, known as Nazareth. This person,
it was said, exhibited a skill beyond his
fellows, executing work of a fine order.
Lazarus soueht for him, and. set bim to
work in the sacred building. This might
have been five or six years before the time
of our story. The younir man performed his
task with a skill and effect unknown to the
experience of the builder in any common
workman.
"Your tools verily fly to your bidding,"
said the employer to' the employe one day as
he stood watching the Nazarene for a long
time. Jesus laid down the tool in his hand,
and regarded the builder with a strange
look. He replied that this might be possi
ble. Lazarus, in amazement, inquired the
meaning of these words. The young man
made farther answer to the effect that many
things unknown and unwrought were pos
sible, for which the times and the hearts of
men were not ripe.
"I comprehend you not," said Lazarus.
The carpenter was silent. "But I do de
sire it," continued the builder. "I perceive
you are a high-minded man, occupied with
thoughts not pleasure. You have reflected
more than L I would that you explained
yourself, if yon think me worthy of your
confidence," added Lazarns with the mod
esty of a truly delicate nature, capable of
recognizing its superior in an inferior social
position. Tne young workman responded
quietly to this tribute, which seemed nei
ther to elate nor surprise him. He replied
that he must needs ask for seclusion if the
builder desired more from him concerning
the matter, which was not one, he said, suit
able for the curiosity or discussion of the
many.
"Meet me on this spot," said the builder,
"at dewfall, after the return of the workmen
to their homes. Then shalt thou explain to
me how a tool can fly f do thy bidding.
At the hour appointed, the two men met
in a dusky portion of the temple. The
priests chanted, and passed, and observed
them not Worshipers prayed at a distance.
The hour and the place had a sacred char
acter, and made upon Lazarus a life-long
impression. The young Nazarene received
him quietly, and stood modestly, asking his
requirements.
"That the burin in my hands arise and
carve thee a design of a bunch of grapes
upon the frieze 60 feet above our heads,"
said Lazarus, smiling.
"I promise naugkt," said the carpenter,
"bnt give it to me. Put the tool within my
hand."
The carpenter, having taken the bnrin,
pressed it to his 'forehead, and clasped it
strongly. Then, suddenly, flinging it high
into tbe air, he exclaimed in a deep voice:
"Fly yonder, and as thou art biddenl"
And, lot the tool sprang from the hand of
the carpenter, flew like a live thing to the
frieze 60 feet above the heads of the men;
and there it did work before their eyes like
the fingers of a man, and it carved a design
upon the frieze; and Lazarus looked upon
it, and behold it was a bunch of grapes.
And then the tool fell to the ground, and it
was naught but a tool; and the Nazarene
picked it up carelessly and laid it in its
place. But he said to the builder:
"See thou tell no man. Speak not of
these things; for the time is not ready for
it." The two young men looked each other
solemnly in the eye.
"Wfiat art thou?" demanded Lazarus.
But Jesus made him no reply.
"Who art thou?" persisted Lazarus.
"Time will teach thee," answered the
other.
From this hour a friendship sprang be
tween the two young men. It was closely
felt rather than closely cultivated; for their
ways led them apart Lazarus remained
true to tbe confidence of the Nazarene; be
made mention of it to no person from that
time forth; in fact even between themselves.
as is the way of reserved men, the wonder
was never again alluded to. Lazarus re
garded that bit of mysterious carving in the
temple with a certain awe; but his mind
never insisted on an explanation of the
phenomenon. The Oriental accepts mys
tery naturally; Lazarus was not Ignorant of
the marvels ot his country; bnt in anything
of this nature he was totally inexperienced.
He never forgot it In later years, when
the Nazarene grew into his tremendous pop
ularity as a traveling rabbi; when the won
ders that he wrought were brought as a tale
that is told, almost every week to tbe ears
of Lazarus, that little scene in the temple
came back to him significantly. Probably
it had prepared the prosperous, busy Jew
the more seriously to consider tbe awful
claims of his friend when tbe time came
that these were presented to Jewish society.
During the public career of the Nazarene
the two had met; but less often than might
have been expected. Both men were ab
sorbingly busy, and in divergent ways. A
strong tenderness, however, remained ripe
between them. It had been the pleasure of
Lazarus boldly to entertain Jesus at his
house as often as possible; it was not very
often. Lazarus had shown no pusillanimity
in this matter. When the muttering began,
which menaced the usefulness and was
doomed to threaten the very life of the
young religious teacher; when Sanhedrin
and court, priest and Pharisee, marked the
most spiritual man in Judea with their
dangerous displeasure, the rich and influen
tial citizen remained loyal to his early
aflection for the poor itinerant Lazarus
had been hospitable and affectionate to
Jesus. He called himself true. Up to this
time he had been as attentive to hisfnend
as circumstance permitted.
Now, to him as tothousandsof live young
natures this had happened. The sea of love
had overwhelmed him; and in it, friendship
was afloat or drowning, struggling for dear
lfe.
The final evening at the palace instituted
a duel of rapture and despair in the soul of
Lazarus. At first delight dominated. 2a
hara loved him. Heaven and earth could
not change that But when the next day
wore on, and the next and another, and the
WRITTEN FOB THE DISPATCH
BY inZABETH STUART PHELPS,
Beyond the Gates," Eta
'AND THE REV. HERBERT D. WARD.
Continued From Last Sunday.
barricade of circumstances between himself
and the High Priest's daughter took on the
full strength of common reality, Lazarus
succumbed to his misery. The work was
done. There was now no excuse for going
to the palace; there was now no opportunity
to go to the palace. There was, therefore,
no Zahara.
What could the lover do ? To advance
like a man, and woo the maiden of her
father, was impossible. The High Priest
gave no daughter to a carpenter. A sus
picion oi the truth would be fatal to every
thing. Annas was quite capable of sending
his daughter on a visit to Egypt, Borne, or
wherever, beyond the reach of an ineligible
lover. He might be capable of design upon
tbe lover who knew ? Lazarus was a man
of the world of his little world at least
and he shrewdly estimated the char
acter of Annas; a man at once
attractive and repellantly good natured and
cold, fran and scheming, affectionate and
relentless. If a love affair in his household
got beyond his indolent observation, nothing
would be easier than for Annas to atone for
a little negligence by extreme measures. In
the state of society then existing in Judea,
the power of a dignitary like Annas was un
controlled and dangerous. What he did
would not be questioned. What he chose
wonld be effected. The disposal of an ob
jectionable person would be made as com
fortable as possible for the dispoter; methods
would not matter. What would tbe disap
pearance of a builder signify?
Lazarus fully realized his position. It
seemed to be a,hopeles3 one. But youth and
love are eager, and despair uncomfortable.
Lazarus found in himself interludes ot per
fectly unreasonable hope.
Daring these he haunted the region of
the palace, drawing as near as he dared,
without detection. He never saw her; not
once. He watched for her litter in the
streets. He mingled with people and lis
tened to the gossip about the movements oi
her father. He neglected his business; he
ate little; he slept less. One day after a
long tramp over the mountain and up to its
top, whence he could look down upon the
palace of the High Priest, when Lajarus
came to go home it was nearly high, noon
and he felt tbe vengeance of the sun upon
his head. He grew blind and dizzy: and
looking abroad for the familiar outline of
the scenery in the valley, suddenly he could
see nothing, and a faintness seized him.
There floweth the brook Kedron,"
thought Lazarus. "Ana yonder should be
the palace, and there must be the house of
Simon the Leper. I am not well. I have
walked too far. I cannot distinguish ob
jects. My head hath a singular sense of
heat and pain. I must rest mo and shield
me beneath tbe first spot of shade that I
can reach. Verily, I am overworn."
Suddenly, with these thoughts half mut
tered upon his parched lips, the young man
sank to the ground. The full power of the
sun scorched his brain and body; and he be
came unconscious where he lay, a prone and
helpless figure, face down upon the hot side
or Olivet
There was a little garden near him, toward
which Lazarus had been struggling. It was
the property of a friend of his, a spot ot
rich, fine foliage, thick and cool, a pleasant
secluded place. It went by the name of
Gethsemane.
Lazarus fainted just without the walls of
this garden. If we should call it a faint, I
am not sure; his condition has too many
causes, and was too serious to be lightly
named. He remained unconscious for a
long time.
When he came to himself, the grateful
sense of shadow overhung bim. The deadly
sun was quite shielded away from his burn
ing head. Olive trees folded their massive
shelter, a green and graceful tent above him;
the slender outline ot the long leaves quiv
ered on the edge of a bough sgainst a fiery
sky; tbe gray tints of the leaf added to the
impression that the olive was a cool tree.
A soft air played, like unseen fingers, upon,
these delicate leaves. The scents of richly
cultivated fruits and flowers met in a pleas
ant, nondescript perfume, which was proba
bly as intelligible to the stricken man as it
would have been at any time; for Lazarus
had bandied too many tools to be familiar
flowers. It was Zabara he cared for, sot
tbe lily. He turned his eyes idly about the
familiar gorgeous garden. He was quite
alone. He recognized the spot immediate
ly, and the fact that unknown hands had"
brought him thither.
But whose? and where were they?
"Amos?'' called Lazarus faintly, naming
the name of his friend. There was no
answer to the call, and Lazarus repeated it
several times before the proprietor of the
garden appeared. When he did so, he came
leisurely through the olive trees, walking
with the comfortable step of a well-to-do
man of agricultural temperament He was
a middle-azed, thoughtful Jew, a person of
some social importance, and deeply m
sympathy with the religious movement in
which Lazarus had been, of late, a delin
quent "Ah, there you are," said Amos, "I left
you to sleep it out. You have had a bad
time of it, Lazarus, and verily you have
escaped a worse."
"What aileth me?" demanded Lazarus
feebly.
"A stroke of the sun, and nothing leu,"
said Amos, shortly. "I wonder not How
came you on the top of Olivet at noon of a
day like this?"
"I meant to get home," murmured Laxa
rus, "I forgot nmelf."
"Meantl Forgot!" cried Amos. "These
are pretty words for a busy, sensible fellow.
I know thee not, Lazarus, in these days. I
understand thee not"
"Nor I myself," replied Lazarns, feebly.
He really felt too ill to be scolded. But
Amos took the opportunity to hit his friend
while he was down; it is a very old custom,
as old as friendship."
"So it was you that brought me hither,"
said Lazarus, "I thank you Amos. In fact, I
think I was hard bestead. Bnt how did you
manage it ? I am a heavy lellow?"
"In faith, I did not manage it at all," re
plied Amos; "It was not I, Lazarus, who
brought you here to Gethsemane."
"Who then?" cried Lazarus, starting
from the ground and staring about the gar
den. "Where is he? Who is he?"
"He who took that burden npon himself
hath departed from thee," said Amos,
gravely. "He watched thee till the signs
ot consciousness appeared. He did watch
thee and ministered to thee as man doth not
minister to man, except he lovethhim.
When thou didst move and summon thy
senses back to thy countenance he arose and
went bis way. 'I go,' he said. 'Stay me
not I go before he waketh.' But he com
mended tbee to me and to my tenderness in
words that would have wrung' thy heart;
and he did bless thee, Lazarus, and de
parted from thee."
"Tell me his name," demanded Lazarus.
"Who did so serve me and so depart from
me?" -
'I name thee no names," replied the pre-
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