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NOBILITY’S GOOD FRIEND.
SAMIKL LEWIS, THE KAMOVS MOS
EY LENDER OK LONDON.
Ilia Lorn? Ll*( of Customers—The
Profit* of His Profession Are
Somethin* Enormous—A Figure in
Vanity Fair.
London Letter in Washington Star.
What a pity Thackeray had not lived to
embody in a second “Vanity Fair” Sam
uel Lewis, esquire, lender of moneys to
the peerage of England, and his custom
ers. the Lord William Nevills, who trap
I mir friends into putting honest names
to otherwise flimsy promises to pay. Lewis
so distinctly in Thackeray’s line, so pe
culiar also to the British aristocracy, an
institution so indigenous and so indispen
sable to the upper crust thereof. One can
fancy Rawdon Crawley slinking off Pic
cadilly into the Lewis cash emporium. No.
17 Cork street, to discover what his ex
pectations through the unctuous elder
tuotiier. Sir Pitt Crawley, bart., might
profit him in cash in hand. And the
mind’s eye can see the smug covered car
riage of Samuel Lewis stopping before
that modest little back door to Gaunt
l ouse, in Gaunt square, to appraise Lord
Steyne's ancestral plate in the Steyne
time of need.
If all the skeletons of “Vanity Fair”
were to be paraded from their closets into
sunlight, how the trail of the Samuel Lew
ises might tic seen warmed through their
dry bones. What tragedies of younger
sons, tutored to champagne appetites,
finally to be thrust from the paternal
thresholds to maintain the same on beer
incomes. Thackeray’s so-called fiction
would walk down into history,
lor Thackeray's so-called Action
was amazingly steeped in reality. Any
man in London can tell you who was the
original of Lord Steyne;' they will point
out his heir of the third generation stroll
ing in the church parade of 'Hyde park
any Sunday morning. They will inform
you who was Rawdon Crawley also, and
who Sir Pitt; name the real names of the
sporting Capt. Macmurdo, he of the purple
whiskers; Mr. Wenham, the go-between
for the noble lord, and direct you to the
i ozy house, not on Curzon street, W’here
Rawdon found his helpmeet entertaining
Ins lordship, and indicate upon the map
the exact longitude of Coventry Island,
whither Crawley was billeted into exile for
the relief of Steyne.
Some of these specifications may be apo
chrypal, but, at any rate, there is no harm
in perpetuating them along with the Poca
hontas and Santa Claus legends. The per
sons and episodes of "Vanity Fair’’ must
have had their being in real life, though
the novelist doubtless dressed them for the
purposes of his stage. Samuel Lewis
would have been thoroughly at home in
that classic company. Thackeray would
have painted him from the life and left
the impression with the reader, as he did
in the case of Mr. Sam Moss who kept
house in Cursitor street for the compul
sory lodging of debtors, that he was a hu
’■'an being after all, a brother man and
not half a bad fellow.
That is the popular verdict of London on
Sam Lewis, as everybody knows him; that
iie is not a bad sort. Instances of his gen
' rosily figure in the repertoire of London’s
after-dinner stories. His business is deem
"l a necessary evil, and these Britons re
gard the evils incident to the maintenance
<u their aristocracy with a kind of fond
toleration. So no one looks down upon the
younger sons—or the elder sons and fath
< rs for that matter—when the wolf at the
door drives them Cork-street-ward, while
the association with patrons of so high a
stratum elevates (Mr. Lewis above his col
leagues in the note brokerage line whose
■ loors are surmounted by the dingy trinity
of gift balls.
A British peer must have his houses and
horses and traps and servants, yachts and
opera boxes and jewelry, morning coats,
evening coats, golf coats, walking, running
and traveling coats, coats in which to lie
horn, to grow up, to be christened, mar
ried and to die. with all the accessories
which they imply, and these he may get by
borrowing, begging from his relatives,
I nding his tide to the directorate of shell
r ime corporations for a stipend, or mar
rying an Amort *an heiress whose parent
mts his fish with the wrong fork, but the
only thing ho may not do without losing
east is to work for a living. Thus, when
the tailors wax too importunate, and the
bailiffs threaten to take possession of the
h use, as they are said to have once aet
n i'ly patrolled the premises of the Duke
of Teck, and the grocer man rings the
fi mt door bell and announces in his coarse
"ay and in the hearing of the dining
guests, as one did in the hallway of a
m ince of ihe royal blood, that he will not
-cave until his little bill shall have been
settled, in such .straits the aristocrat must
betake himself to 17 Cork street to hypoth
' ue his expectations. There, unless his
uture is too hopelessly insolvent, he will
bo given the cash he needs at interest
a arying from 10 to 100 per centum per
annum, according to the probabilities of
payment. But he must not be seen after
ward speaking to his angel on the street.
Lewis' list of customers—borrowing is
' steemed a word too common, just as cer
uiin houses in Washington whose menu is
inversely to iheir frills entertain guests
instead of keeping boarders—runs high
mto the hundreds, and it is believed that
hc> never has less than two or three mill
i"M pounds afloat in the community on
mms of living profit. One of those notes
given by Lord William Nevill, which have
just brought Mr. Lewis again before the
■ tmera of public interest, was according
the testimony in court, for the sum of
11 -00. for which £1,840 interest was to be
r id. and it was testified that other trans
■p.cions in the course of two or three years
u; 'h this ornament of the peerage totaled
j'b.'nX) or £90,000. Whatever the profits of
bis profession may be, they enabled Mr.
■' "* K to live in richer style than most of
lus patrons can carry.
Any American who desires to see this
b'‘ <i and unique personage ttnprofession
,s’ can And him ad a theatrical first
niyhi. He will p e seen always in a box,
P f nk more accurately, in the best box.
'' is a round, well-fed looking man, np-
II "utly on the desirable slope of io, with
i black waxed mustache and curly hair
watch, sharp, black beads of eyes,
|"!"irtish in his general cut, with the air of
1 " ' track follower. He is not imp] a:-
111 looks, nor docs his face mirror the
1 "biional flinty heart of the money-
To lie viewed in his glory, how
| "f, Ixuvis must be framed in his box at
Loyal opera in Covent Garden, as, for
’tee, at the jubilee performance, whin
j ’ 'fives, generals, dukes and ambassadors
"" r ' 'hick as congressmen at an inaugu
-1 " lon - On such occasions the blaze of dia
-1 "’lids which irradiates from the Lewis
1 i'.' outshines the display of crown
' s in (lie tower. Gossips may whisper
' Is in the tower. Oossop may whisper
1 v ndo concerning the source of these
1 inionds, hut as the pearl necklace en
-1 1 ‘eg the white throat of a duchess in
”, n< *xt box may have been purchased
l: 1 money put up by the same Mr.
1 wl;! - *1 is really nil a game of give and
und it doesn’t do to go burrowing
‘tli the surface of things in Vanity
Next after the oiiora the race tracks
' Monte Carlo are Mr. Lewis' favorite
'■imping grounds. He Is one of the most
"b’b'Usly regular frequenters of the latter
,)ri in its season, and there he wins
" 1 is parted from great fortunes with
flippancy of a Senate page at penny
'• No. !7 Cork street. Who in London.
t IH * lier who of London, docs not know
He is going to Cork street,” they re
mark when a young blood drops his thou
sands on the horses. He does not find it
hard to reach; it is a short lane opening
from the afternoon promenade of fashion
and the demi-monde. No. 17 is a modest,
matter-of-fact, three-storied house. No
crest with “Purveyor to H. R. H.” is em
blazoned on the door. The rooms suffice
for this tyeat business; the first a solidly
furnished waiting room like u doctor’s
outer office where the fledgling lord may
sit for half an hour, if business be ordin
arily lively, and for an hour or more of it
happens to be the day after a Derby, when
losers come in battalions to raise the
wherewithal to meet the only sort of debts
it is held disgraceful to forget. Meantime
he may hear through the partition, “Good
morning, my lord," and "Sorry I can’t
oblige your lordship to-day,” and the
speeding of the parting guest. Finally,
after more ceremony than is required to
penetrate the various strata of secretaries
hedging a British cabinet minister, he will
be ushered into the presence. The inner
sanctum is n smaller room than the outer,
furnished with a desk where sits the money
merchant, a solitary engraving on the
wall, appropriately enough Friths cele
brated picture of the Derby, displaying the
sporting spendthrift in the foreground
scattering his cash, and covering the op
posite wall a fat mahogany book case
which secretes the most remarkable
library in the united kingdom.
The writer once bad occasion to visit
Scotland Yard. There is a superstition
that this dismal bureau of English police
secrets cannot be approached by any em
issary of the press, but a letter from a
government official swung the doors in
ward, for an official autograph bears more
Influence even than gold in Europe. He
invaded the den of Inspector Melville and
asked information concerning the French
anarchist, Louise Michel.
“Michael,” repeated the inspector, as a
librarian to whom the title of a book has
been mentioned. “Ah—yes—M—M."
He strolled over to a file like the letter
boxes in an American post office, pointed
along M in the horizontal row to L in the
vertical row and picked out one from a
stack of cards.
“Louise Michael," he read, as a merchant
would quote the price of eggs. “She is
now in Paris. Monday she will go to Bel
gium. She will stop for four days at 83
Chelsea road, West Dulwich, and on the
26th she will sail for the United States.”
All of which prophecy was fulfilled down
to the last item, and that was checkmat
ed by the announcement from the treasury
officials that if Madame Michael voyaged
to American shores she would be prompt
ly consigned homeward.
Inspector Melville keeps a card cata
logue of anarchists. He knows not only
what each agitator has done, but what
he intends to do. Mr. Lewis compiles a
catalogue of the aristocracy oil a similar
plan, but so comprehensive that beside it
the catalogue of the congressional library
is a mere crossroads sign board. It is re
lated how Von Moltke had drafted and
filed a plan of campaign for every possi
ble conflict which might befall Germany,
and how when the message came that
Napoleon 111 had declared war he merely
said to his secretary, “Bring the third
portfolio on the second right-hand shelf.”
When one of the rising generation of
Nevills calls Sam Lewis directs a clerk to
bring the Neville ledger. Therein he finds
detailed statistics of the Nevill fortune,
the funds and prospects of each member
of the family, the estates with their in
evitable incumbrances, the manner of liv
ing of each Nevill, his virtues, his habits
as to paying debts, the names and stand
ing of his intimates and their dispositions
in the way of extending help to a friend
in need. The biography has been in pre
paration for years on the certainty that its
subject would some day appear just as
every well-regulated newspaper office
keeps sketches of Gladstone, Bismarck
and the pope awaiting the Inevitable bul
letin of their death. Personally Lewis
does not often require to study his library
because he carries the details in his head,
but they are a chart and compass for the
guidance of clerks when he may be ab
sent, telling them infallibly whether to
lend an applicant money and to what lim
it, and what securities to require and
what interest, whether 10, 50 or 100 per
cent. Thus the business is reduced to a
science as exact as the law, and based on
the same principles as the writing of in
surance policies, where a small premium is
charged on the new modern fire-proof
building which advances through the
grades of property to the rotten wooden
hulk whereon no risks are ventured.
Sam Lewis can play his part with the
grand air as well as his customers. , One
summer night he was seated at a table at
the green cloth at iMonte Carlo, when a
titled Briton whose argosies had gone
nshore there came stalking up with a re
quest for a loan, as he would have ordered
drinks.
"Sir,” replied Lewis, crushingly. “I do
business at 17 Cork street, and my clerks
when I am absent.”
He is no common money lender of the
kidney of those who enmeshed the son of
an American minister to England and in
return for £2O and a box of cigars extorted
a note for fifty, which, by repeated re
newals, was raised into the hundreds. Nor
does he drag his clients into court, for the
suit against young Clay was his first in
thirty years of business, though the fear
of such exposure on the part of the cus
tomers and the ironclad securities which
Lewis, on his part, insists upon work to
gether to this end.
Lewis asserts: “I would not have sued
young Olay, but he went about calling me
a swindler and saying that the whole af
fair was a job put up on me. I had my
reputation to defend. If he had come to
me and said he could not pay me I would
have torn up the notes and told him that
he owed nothing.”
credible. An American, one of the most
telling how Sam Lewis came to him at
conspicuous on the stage, never tires of
That he would have done so is not in-
Monte Carlo, when the bank had swal
lowed his last dollar, and he was on the
frontiers of ruin, and stuffed his hands
full of bank notes, saying: “Go away from
here and stay away. This game is too
fast for you. Pay me when you can, and
never mind the interest.”
The noble society that cheats its guests
at baccarat and procures money from its
friends for Us little luxuries by fraud
sneers at such as Sam Lewis, calling them
Shyloeks. At least, it may tic written down
in the credit column of his page that lie
does not always insist upon, the choicest
cut from the joint when he comes to his
pound of flesh.
IIAS A PERFECT EAR OF CORN.
Find of a Farmer AVlilcli May Bring
Hi* $1,001).
From the Philadelphia Record.
An car of corn which Patrick Cullen be
lieves to iie worth n small fortune is be
ing carefully preserved by that Individual,
who recently found his prize on Farmer
Upright’s place at Merlon Square, Mont
gomery county. To the ordinary city man
there is really nothing remarkable about
the ear of corn. Its kernels arc not solid
gold; nor are there auy diamonds conceal
ed about the cob. lis value lies in the fact
that somewhere at some time or other
some ni gricultural society offered a reward
of SI,OOO to anv one tvho could find a per
fect car of corn which the kernels grow
ing in an uneven number of rows.
it lias always been found that the rows
are even, say ten, twelve, or fourteen to a
coll. This ear which Patrick Cullen found
however, shows thirteen rows around the
butt and eleven around the middle of the
cob. Many farmers to whom Cullen show
ed hi.' prize assured him that th< ear was
ns perfect as it could be, and that i: was
really a curiosity. Cullen is now looking
for the agricultural society which offered
the $1,0(4J reward.
THE MORNING NEWS: THURSDAY, JANUARY 0, 189S.
IS THERE NO VITAL SPOT?
VVOINDS OF HEART AND BRAIN
THAT HAVE FAILED TO KILL.
Living Five Month* With a Bullet
Imbedded In Hl* Heart—A Needle
Removed Front the Heart by Surg
ery Recoveries From Brain
Wounds.
From the Chicago Tribune.
“For my own part.” said the doctor,
with a shrug, “I would prefer not to be
shot at all, whether in the heart, head,
lungs, liver or brain, and yet I have taken
note of many cases recently in which per
sons have sustained gunshot wounds of
supposedly fatal character, who are still
alive and going about their business.”
The doctor and his companion were
passing a down-town museum when the
conversation took this turn. Among the
freaks pictured and caricatured in front
of the building was a man with a ragged
bullet wound torn through his heart—
which organ was vividly exposed in the
flaring daub—while the angel of death
was hovering over him, ready to snatch
him away at any moment. The appeal
to morbid amusement seekers was such
as to lead to the inference that the un
fortunate with the wound in his heart
might obligingly drop dead at any min
ute, for the special dolectution of those
who paid their dimes and walked in to
see him.
“Then,” said the doctor’s friend, "a shot
or a stab in the heart Is not necessarily
fatal, as it is understood by modern sur
gery?”
“Not at all,” returned the doctor. “But,
of course, we are not speaking of wounds
as big and terrible as the one in that mu
seum picture; that is apparently even
worse than the thrust received by Mercu
tio—looks about as deep as a well and
ns wide as a church door. No man who
has been wounded like that ever survives
more than a minute.
“That man in the museum is alleged to
be Charles B. Nelson, who was mysterious
ly shot one evening last summer while
in the company of Mrs. Edith Marguerite
Staples in Washington Park. The shoot
ing occurred on the % night of July 1, five
months ago, and the man with an ounce
of lead in his heart is still alive. Wheth
er he sleeps weli and lias a good appetite
I am unable to say. He was formerly a
cyclist of some note. Nelson's breast was
subjected to the X-rays, and, according to
sciographs, which were made at the time,
the bullet uolged in the septum of the
heart—the fourfold partition of muscular
filler that divides the interior
of that organ into right and
left auricles and ventricles. There
it has continued to throb up and
down about 100,000 times a day ever since
that mysterious shooting and at every pul
sation refuting the old theory of medical
science that the touch of hostile metal to
man's heart brings death.
“The most skillful and daring surgeon on
earth, if he were asked to remove the bul
let from Nelson's heart would shake his
head in the negative. So this man must
carry his leaden handicap as long as life
shall last. Seems strange, doesn’t it. In
the sciograph views which were made of
Nelson’s wound the shadow of the bullet
appears almost exactly in the center of
the thorax, midway between the ends of
the fourth pair of ribs. In the profile view
of the thorax the location of the black
spot shows that the bullet penetrated two
and a half inches of cartilage and muscle
before it was stopped. At this point where
it entered the thorax the pericardium,
which encloses the heart, touches the ster
num, itself less than an inch in thickness;
so that surgeons claim the other inch and
a half of the bullet's path was ploughed
through the fibers of the heart. The ex
act injury inflicted upon the heart, how
ever, is still an open question, which will
only be determined satisfactorily to sci
ence by an autopsy. It has been argued
by some that the bullet was a spent ball,
which pierced the pericardium and drop
ped, in which case the muscular tissues of
the heart were not lacerated or wounded.
“And yet, notwithstanding what I have
said, we have surgeons nowadays who do
undertake and carry to a successful con
clusion operations on the heart. This is
done by opening the pericardium, for ex
ample, in eases of dropsy of the heart, and
drawing off the fluid by aspiration. A man
may have his heart punctured with the
point of a knife or a needle and still re
cover from the injury. It used to be held
that wounds of this character were invari
ably fatal. But a wound of the heart is
not necessarily fatal, as is shown in the
case where a needle was removed by Cal
lender from the substance of that organ.
Cases of like nature have been reported by
Drs. Hahn, Agnew, Stelzner and others.
More than fifty cases where rupture of
the heart walls did not result in immedi
ate death are reported by Dr. D. J. Ham
ilton, a well-known Scotch surgeon and
pathologist.
“The case of Poole, a prize fighter, was
one of the most remarkable. Poole was
shot in the heart while engaged in an en
counter with a man named Baker in New
Jersey, in 1855. To all outward appearance
he recovered rapidly, and in four days felt
so well that he expressed a wish to finish
the interrupted contest. Twelve days
later, however, he suddenly dropped to the
ground. Within five minutes he was dead.
“More remarkable still, perhaps, are the
numerous injuries to the brain and signal
cord, which on first view would be pro
nounced fatal, and yet from which the
wounded persons recover. At Valpariso,
Ind., a few days ago, a man named Her
bert J. Fish, while in a fit of temporary
insanity, put a 38-caliber bullet through
his brain, and at last accounts he was still
alive and apparently getting well. The
bullet, fiy all accounts, passed through the
right and left anterior hemispheres of the
brain, lodging finally in the posterior bone
wall of the left eye socket. In its course
the ball destroyed a large amount of brain
matter. At the same time it cut the optic
nerves of both eyes, destroying the sight.
In some way the sense of smell, too, was
destroyed. It seems miraculous that this
man should recover and retain any of his
senses, but the physicians in attendance
ri ported that aside from the fact of a
somewhat weakened mental apparatus ha
appeared to lie about as rational as before
he sustained the self-inflicted wound. The
one point at which they found him most
at sea was that he did not believe or real
ize that he had shot himself.
“Many Chicagoans will remember a trag
edy at the Briggs House,' in this city, sev
eral years ago, in which a man who was
shot in the brain got well. I. S. McDonnell,
a well-known veterinary surgeon, and his
wife were boarders at the hotel. It was in
August, 1887. Cne day there was a great
uproar and excitement over a shooting af
fray in the apartments of the McDonnells.
In the quarrel McDonnell was shot by his
wife, the bullet entering the side of his
head in the parietal bone above the ear and
penetrating the brain. Within the next for
ty-eight hour-; the bail was removed by Dr.
Liston H. Montgomery and the wounded
man got wall. The wife at the same time
shot herself in the bead, but her injuries
were not serious. Oid-time doctors used to
pronounce wounds like that of McDon
nell's fatal in every Instance, and make
very little effort to snve the patient. Brain
Injuries are most serious, ard moat often
prove fatal when they cccur near the base
of the brain.
The Army and Navy Journal recently
told of a French artillery officer who car
ried a bullet in his head for twenty-sevCn
years. He was shot in the left temple dur-
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ing the Franco-Prussian war. The bullet
could not be extracted, tint it soon ceased
to be painful, and the wound healed. A
few months ago the bullet began to move
alioiit, causing the soldier Intense pain and
driving him almost mnd.'Tads there was a
lull, and a short time ag“ Vl '- 'fi’kqiaid. the
man removed the bullet l during fihroa t.
“Up to the time of the but lit
tle effort was made t4fiSP n °f gun
shot wounds of the tgajn (jAjMfdomen.
Since then much has aodKnplishod
through experimental clinical
observation to elucidate the Tfiibject. For
wounds in the abdomen in general Ameri
can and German Surgeons advocate lapa
rotomy as early as possible.
“Gunshot wounds In the head directly
involving the brain may he either perfor
ating or penetrating. A penetrating wound
is one in which the missile enters and
does not emerge. A perforating wound is
one in which the bullet passes entirely
through the head. The injury to the skull
or brain may vary from a comparatively
slight wound to one which inflicts immense
and widespread injury both to the skull
and its contents. The difference between
the wound of entrance and the wound of
exit is apt to be far more marked in the
skull than in the soft parts. At the wound
of entrance the aperture In the external
table may be no larger than the bullet it
self, or may even be reduced to a simple
slit, whereas the inner table may be quite
extensively fractured. At the wound of
exit the reverse Is true. At the outer
table will tie more extensively fractured
than the Inner, and in addition to this, the
entire aperture at the wound of exit, as
the ball strikes on the concave surface
of the skull, is apt to be much larger
than the wound of entrance
“The recent advance In cerebral surgery
has materially changed treatment of such
wounds. The difference between the mod
ern treatment of gunshot wounds of the
brain and the older methods is due largely
to the application of antiseptic discoveries
and the consequent boldness with which
surgeons interfere; to the use of the alu
minum gravity probe, and to knowledge of
the facts that drainage of the brain is not
only possible, but essential, and that for
the purpose both of searching for the bul
let and removing it surgeons should often
make a counter opening by trephining.”
LIKED TO CHANGE GHOSTS.
THAT. MR. ALLEE SAID, WAS WHY
HE KILLED SO MANY MEN.
A Texas Desperado YVith n Sense of
Humor and a Ready Pistol—Eight
Ghosts lu His Train—The Lost an
Editor Who YVns Elocinent When
Drunk and Repentant When Sober.
From the New York Sun.
Once upon a time when Alfred Allee was
half drunk and wholly good-natured a San
Antonio man asked him why he had killed
so many persons. .Leaning with his back
against the bar counter, with his hands
thrust deep into his pockets and a queer
look on his ugly face, he made answer;
“Because I like to change ghosts.”
He is a ghost himself now. A year ago,
in Laredo, three Mexicans who hated him
found him in his shirt sleeves, weaponless
and Intoxicated. They set to work on
him with knives. He was incapable of
resistance, and said nothing more than:
“D’on’t do that! You don’t know what
you are doing. Don’t do that!"
He had eight wounds on him when pick
ed up, and every one of them went to the
hollow. He was a thoroughly butchered
man. Each of the knife stabs represented
a life that he had taken. Allee was an
accurate shot, remarkably swift with his
pistol, and one of the most coolly desper
ate men the Rio Grande frontier has
known. The passion for slaughter seem,
ed grow on him, and in the last decade
of his iife he killed four men in affrays.
For each of these killings he stood trial
in the courts and was acquitted, some,
times on the plea of self-defense and
sometimes for no reason at all that any
one could see. Occasionally he was drunk
when making his record, but not always.
He was a merciless man at all times, and
whisky did not make him any more or any
less murderous.
Alfred Alee was born in Southwestern
Texas, and followed the business of all
natives. That is to say, he was a ranch
man. He had only a common school edu
cation, and early developed traits of wild
ness. He consorted habitually with the
rustler part of the population and was a
frequent figure at dances, horse races, and
cock fights. He was a desperate gambler,
when onee engaged, and those who dealt
for him were careful to deal “square.”
More than once he was accused of stand
ing in witli the many gangs of cattle
thieves with which the country was in
fested, but this was never proved. It is
certain that he was a rigidly upright man
in business, and his word was as good as
his bond.
The first four murders with which he
was charged were ordinary affuirs of the
ranch, the cow camp, and the cattle trail.
The victims were Mexicans or cowboys of
no prominence, and they brought their sla
yer no great amount of reputation. He was
known as a man who would shoot quickly
and Weil, and one upon whom it was hard
to get the drop, but he was not classed
with the gilt-edged killers, of whom some
thing like a dozen owned the Rio Grande
country. Allee was not brought into im
mediate contact with any one of them,
which was perhaps a good thing for them!
and he went along the even tenor of his
way, killing an obscure person now and
then, but exciting no special comment or
rural k.
About this time he moved to Pearsall,
the county seat of Frio county, an.l engag
ed in shipping cattle. It was at the hlght
of the ”n< stor" excitement. Pasture fences
were cut flightly, cattle were stolen by the
hundred head, and the rough element was
in the ascendant. The ranchmen of Frio
county formed the Cattlemen's Protective
Association,’ and made a business of run
ning down the thieves. Some of them were
tried and sent to the penitentiary, but a
good many more quietly disappeared. II
was given out that they had 11,*1 the coun
try. and no one made particular Inquiry
for them. All through the months of Octo
ber and November, 1885, however, It was
noticed that the Mexican vultures were
plentiful about the Mesquite grown pas
tures of Frio county. Now and then a
corpse with a good many bullet holes In it
floated down the Frio river. Simultaneous
ly the cattle business began to pay larger
dividends. It was not known then but It
subsequently developed that Aiec wo* one
of the most trusted and effective agents of j
the Cattlemen’s Protective Association,His
former intimacy with the rustler element I
gave him exceptional advantages, and he
utilised them. A choice was offered to him
and he wisely decided to range himself on
the side of law und order.
Re-established in the good graces of the
wealthy men of that secti.Mi an I w 'I paid
by them, his desire to kill 50,,.. :.,„u not a
rustler got the better of him. The affair
brought him into suite promimai,. The
victim was named Rhodes. He was „ hot
on the publie square of p. , lle
reached for his pistol, but Al e, him
covered before his fingers tourhed ,t,,.- l(llU
and he went dead in his ti ~ k- Kho.fis
was well connected in the low. Mant es
and his slayer was bitterly ,j
Self-defense was the plea and jin- >i, t h'e
homicide the verdict. This
Allee all the money he had mad!.'from the
cattlemen and he went to drink
Boarding an International and ' Great
Northern passenger train at c,, u r,, !■!
Salle county, one night, he .mm. ~i w 7ii
a negro car [Kirtor. Not known - , ,
the negro attempted to pm • (he
train. Allee killed him. of , o\t *
rested, and gave bail. One., nn h's
name got Into the papers, and people
began to look upon him as worth to n. li
the mantles of Ben Thomps-.'n o and |: |)
Longley and Sam Bass and |,,, ~,(!, ..
worthies who had gone b.M'ov.
At that time train robN-ry in T. y , v is
a thriving industry. The gentle., . !, r ,i,.
road distributed their favors in,|■.■,jn v
among the various lines, if „ ,j,j ~ M
was held up one week. It w . .
that a Huntington train would 1..- I , i
another week. Several humor,m f. ..
were introduced which marked i>, ,
as the product of one master min.l \ , ~n _
ductor named for his pride in good . tatties
was forced to surrender |,is tv ,, ,!
coat, trousers, shirt, cap and sh.
bring in his train clad only in his under
clothing. An express messenger proved
obstinate aliout OJiening h s safe m | |,|„
ears were cut, underbit In the rid , m i
fork, and slope in the left. An ient
maiden lady of primness and |,, „ )v
was made to play a guitar accompaniment
to a song never Intended for tin dnu.m
room. Gradually it came to lie know n ii,
the fun-'oving leader wtls a former cow
boy named Brack Cornett. His hand vv , ,
large and well organized, iis m. ml,, ,
called him Capt. Dick. The country i
thinly settled, covered with cliapp.iral and
broken, offering many hiding pin,-, ,
outlaws. Capt. Dick's operations itier.-is_
rd in boldness and frequently until re
wards aggregating S3,tXK) were offered for
his capture, dead or alive. An entir
pany of state rangers was put upon his
troll, os well as a hundred special oili,-. is
They made It so hot for him that he quit
train robbing and devoted all his time to
dodging about in the brush. In this ex
tremity he took refuge at the ~r
Allee, whom he had know'n well in the
old days. He could not have made a
worse move. Allee told him that he could
camp in the ranch yard. The next morn
ing he went out to Cornett, who was pre
paring his breakfast, and took a scat on
the opposite side of the fire. Tile two
talked pleasantly for a while. As tin
train robber stooped to lift a |ml of eof.
fee from the coals Alice shot him through
the brain, and he fell with his face In the
ashes. This assassination brought the
Frio county man still more fame. He was
congratulated upon having rid the country
of a very desperate villain, and collected
the rewards.
A man named W. C. Bowen ran a weekly
paper called the Ledger in the little town
of Cotulla, twenty miles from Pearsall
Bowen was of a type not Infrequent among
country editors. He had Ideas about stand
ing In the forefront of the battle for the
rights of man; he regarded the press in
general, and the Ledger in particular n
the palladium of our liberties; he thought
it his duty to act as censor of the public
and he would write things when drunk
that would turn him pale to read when so
ber. He got it into his head that Alfred
Allee needed a write-up, and he wrote him
up, much inspired with rum. He said that
the desperado had been run out of the
lower counties, that he was a thief and
murderer, and that his removal would he
for the country’s good. The paper was out
on lime, and Bowen, who was sober shiv
ered when he read his editorial. The ’people
of the town offered bets upon how long
the editor would be allowed to live. A week
was the uttermost limit set. Alee, who was
always a man of very quiet manners, call
ed at the Ledger office and walked up to
Bowen’s desk. He told the editor that he
knew whisky was responsible for the
leader, but that it must not occur again
“Every man in La Salle and Frio coun
ties,” he said to the trembling writer,
“knows that you have abused me. I am the
only qne who hears you apologize, if you
mention my name again I’ll kill you.”
Then he walked out.
Things were quiet for a day or two
Bowen got drunk again. He wrote nn edi
torial ten degrees more savage than the
last. The paper caused a sensation all
through the state. Bowen became sols r
and went to San Antonio, deeming himself
safer there. He was accompanied by ids
brother, who was the county attorney. The
two remained in the city for three days,but
business forced them back to Cotulla.
When they boarded the train each of them
had a pistol. Th£>se pistols they laid on Un
seat facing them and covered lightly with
a shawl. The train passed through Pear
sall, which was Allee’s town, without inci
dent, and the brothers breathed more free
ly- At a little station five miles further on
Allee got on board. He entered the coach
at the further end and Immediately caught
sight of the Bowens.
These wretched men grabbed frantically
for their pistols on the seat in front. W.
C. Bowen was the first to fire. His bul
let went through the roof of the car al
most above his head. Allee advanced
slowly toward them, with a set amis- on
his face, and firing, as was his custom,
so rapidly that the shots could not be
counted. At the fourth discharge county
Attorney Brown was crouched between the
seats, with his right arm shattered b.-
tween the elbow and wrist, and Editor
Bowen was doubled up 111 the aisle, with
three bullets through his body. Allee
stood over him a moment with the same
fixed smile, deliberately emptied two more
shots Into the corpse, glanced at the cow
ering brother with contempt, walked into
another car, and took a seat. The dead
man had fired but one shot, and the wea
pon of his brother had not been discharg
ed at all. Allee was tried for this murder
and acquitted. Public sentiment was di
vided. But for his record It would have
been wholly with him.
The fßowen ghost accompanied him to
the tomb. He did not change It. Pro.
viously he had boon pursued by the spook
of Cornett. Talking to the acquaintance
mentioned in the opening paragraph of
this story, he said that he would rather
be followed about by an editor than by a
train robiier, anyhow. It will be seen that
Alfred Alice, eight limes a slayer of Ids
Ami, had also th. saving sen- .;’ I: lino;
—Miss Ethel: I wonder If that gentleman
can hear me when I sing?
Maud: Of course, he can. He is closing
the window already.—Tit-Bits.
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The Stork’s Visit to Chicago.
From the Chicago Timc-HeraliJ.
The stork is getting busy in Chicago. If
the rush doesn’t subside he is going to ask
the commissioner of health to furnish him
an assistant. He thinks he is entitled to
R ome consideration, for In the four months
i n.ling Nov. 30 last he brought 12.689 new
brother and sisters to youthful Chicagoans.
TWO hundred and forty-three times he car
ried a brother or a sister in either talon
and on two memorable occasions there was
a third newcomer held gingerly in his long,
sharp bill.
In other words thp records of Ihc regis
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in Chicago In the months of July, Aug
ust, September, October and November.
1897. In 243 cases there were twins and
twice triplets were reported.
Wise men, who know just the habits of
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in every eighty births and of triplets one
in every Wt.txm. About one In 400,000 times
the long-figged bird Haps down on some .
happy home with four of a kind.
Chicago’s stork Is partial to boys. In
Juiy he brought thirty-eight more boys
than girls, in August there were seventy
seven more boys, in September twenty
more, In October forty-one more and in
November 141 more.
Row Godsend Lufkin Got lit* Name.
From the Bangor (Me.) News.
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Six years after his wedding the wife of
George Lufkin presented to him a son,
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by tae clergyman, who proceeded to formal
ly christen the boy as "A Godsend Luf
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lip got nearly SI<XI,OOO worth of proi>erty
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