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Spring Place Jimp S a liECUTE.
CARTER * HE ARTS ELL. Proprietors.
VOLUME XI.
KDMOXDS’S HOME LIFE.
THE WAY A RETIRED STATESMAN
PASSES HIS DAYS.
l»« of Domestic Life Ontllves Poll!!-
ml Ambition.—A tlfuasut Vermont
Home *«*«! It* Surroundings—The Ex-
Senntor an Interesting Character.
The voluntary retirement of Hon.
George F. Edmunds from the United
States Senate during the first year of a
new term of six years was an unexpected
termination of a unique political career,
Mr. Edmunds is still vigorous in health,
and he might well hive looked forward
to some years of political activity. Tho
Senate is a comfortable and honorable
post for an aging politician, and Mr.
Edmnnds’s long experience and al ility
woulU 'ways have kept him a leader iu
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its halls.
That he will be sorely missed in the
councils of the committee rooms alibis
pe-t associates in tho Senate agree.
There were but few harder workers—
noue more watchful of the current of
legislation. He was one of a few Sena¬
tors who occupied the specially coa-
fitructed round backed chairs—cumber-
Borne affairs, and in the way, but mighty
comfortable for tall men like Edmunds.
Sitting erect during the early hours of a
day’s session, as night approached ho
would allow his frame to sink lower and
low ;r in his seat until his bald head was
below the level of the chair back, from
which position, with his hands fixed A
shape against his face, he would offer
almost inaudible but valuable sugges-
tarns to those around him; but he was
fortunately called to order for his habit of
addressing the presiding officer without
rising to hi* feet.
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EDMUNDS IN TI1E SENATE.
The reason for the aged statesman's
retirement was a purely domestic ono.
He has au invalid daughter, with whom
the climate of Washington did not agree,
and he chose to spend the balance of Ids
days, after 25 years of continuous public
service, iri the bosom of his family.
The home of the Edmunds family is at
Burlington, Vt. A large old brick house
two and three stories high, situated at
the corner of Main and South Union
streets, has been Mrs, Edmunils’a homo
for 55 years. Upon their marriage in
1859 Senator Edmunds came into this
home of his father in law, Hon. Wyllis
Lyman. Additions and changes have
been made from time to time as family
convenience demanded. This year it
was the Senator’s library that was greatly
enlarged. An air of quiet elegance per¬
vades the house, evincing the good taste
of its occupants.
In the lofty hall one’s eye is imme¬
diately attracted to an Indian war bon¬
net—the horns and hair from a buJTalo's
bead ornamented with eagle's feaTi H-rs.
A portion of the fresco from the capital
bangs opposite the doorway, and a brass
Italian lamp with pendant snuffers,
pinchers, and extinguishers are among
the hall furnishings. Near the entrance
to the drawing room is a unique card re¬
ceiver—an enormous stone Indian rnor-
tar and pe: tie—found and presented to
Mrs. Edmunds while at Dalle, on the
Columbian River, Many articles of vertu
have been collected on their foreign tour,
and, as souvenirs of pleasantest foreign
days and months, are worth much more
than their intrinsic value.
The position of honor, at the west end
cf the drawing room, which extends tho
whole north end of the house, is given a
copy of the famous Rembrandt Peelo
painting of George Washington at Wash¬
ington, the life size face looking out from
6ton- work background. On either side
are liealey photographs of Daniel Web¬
ster and Lord Ashburton of Ashburton
treaty fame. A pair of ugly pistols used
tty Turkish Janisaries hang near an an-
.lique little Italian lamp from the Adri¬
atic. A Hiram Powers copy of Dante’s
death mask hangs in immediate prox¬
imity to dainty water color landscapes.
Paintings by Guido and modern artists,
portraits and photographs of past and
present personages and scenes adorn tho
walls and mantels.
From the west windows, especially tho
upper ones, and tho western piazza tine
views of Lake Champlain and the Adiron¬
dack's are obtained, Wliiteface, as usual,
the most prominent peak. The house is
so high it quite overlooks the lower part
of the town, and the view of the broad
lake, dotted with islands and all varieties
of water craft, is charming. The grounds
are extensive and covered with trees. A
high, close fence completely shuts out
curious and prying eyes from the street.
Senator Edmunds is very domestic in
his habits and tastes, and his greatest
happiness is found in the companionship
of his wife and daughter. With the lat¬
ter he takes long horseback rides, and
they are a familiar sight on both Wash¬
ington and Burlington roads. Both ex-
SPRING- PLACE, GA„ THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 19, 1891.
hibit superior horsemanship. Senator
Edmunds possesses valuable horses and
fine equipages, but in his ordinary drives
" oes frequently in a most democratic
manner, jogging along behind a middle
aged gray horse, sitting about half way
on the narrow seat of a more than mid¬
dle aged express wagon, in a costume
that is not exactly full dress, with
a cheery word and nod for each acquain¬
tance he chances to meet.
IS a re £ ular old fashioned early riser
while in Burlington, holding many jolly
c,mvereatio!JS over the hedges, and even
across the street, with those of his neigh*
^ors who are up and out betimes,
onjoys an occasional fishing trip,
a,u ^ tubes much interest in garden-
alu * horticulture, bis apple orchard
being famous. He still retains a consid-
orable law practice of a very remunera-
tive a,u1 his correspondence is largo
and attended to with strict fidelity.
Life and its surroundings are evidently
pleasant to the retired statesman, and
those who witness his contented enjoy¬
ment of his home do not wonder at his
giving up the vexatious career cf public
place.
Cape Town.
In a valley between two mountains—
one high, flat, and of pure rock, its stupen¬
dous front overhanging the town, the
other lower and rounder, its cliff worn
away everywhere but on one mighty
head—the town with its flat, roofed
houses and long, straight street lies on a
bay as blue and delicately curved as that
of Naples. Here it was that the wonder¬
ing Hottentots on the shore saw the first
sails creep across the blue waters of their
bay. Here it was that Jan 'Anthony van
Kicheek, the servant of the Dutch East
India Company, landed iu 1653 with his
dependents, and built the first small
town, and made the first gardens. Wo
still walk under the oak trees they
planted; tho fort which they built in
those early days may still be seen on tho
seashore; the small block houses still
standing on the spurs of the mountain
were used in those days as lookout towers
against the incursions of enemies.
Here the Dutch East India Company
imported slaves often from Madagascar,
English slave ships sometimes bringing
them ; the reason for the importation of
■ s lav being, says the old chronicles, that
native Hottentots would not labor for
their masters as imported slaves would.
Here Peter Kolben tells us that about tho
year 1712 he saw a slave burned to death.
They are, he says, speaking of the slaves,
“most detestable and wicked wretches,”
etui "us now and then a most difficult
matter to keep them in order.” This
slave had tried to burn down his master’s
house, and was tied to an upright post by
a chain which allowed him to make one
turn about it. “Then,” says Peter Kol¬
ben, “ was kindled a fire roundabout him
just beyond tho stretch of the chain; the
flames rose high, the heat was vehement,
he ran for some time to and again about
the post, but gave but one cry. Being
half roasted ho sank down, and said
(speaking in Portuguese), ‘Oh, God, my
Father,’ and then expired.”
These things have passed away now.
For 10 miles along the foot of the mount¬
ains stretch the suburbs of Cape Town,
villa and garden and pine, and oak
avenue mingling themselves in endless
succession. Here a man might dream
away his life, buried among roses and
p! ambago blossoms.
Perhaps the finest view in the world is
that from the top of the Kloof behind
Gape Town. To your right is Table
Mountain, the sublimest mass in the
world, its gigantic crags of unbroken
rock towering up into the blue; below
are the pine woods and the town, with its
white, flat houses, and beyond the bluo
curved bay, the mountains of Hottentot’s
Holland, with a canopy of clouds ap¬
pearing and receding again into the blue.
If you turn, behind you is the blue South
Atlantic, as far as the eye can reach, and
the terrible serrated fronts of the Twelve
Apostles stand facing it, front beyond
front, the sea breaking in little blue bays
at their feet.
The population of the Western Prov¬
ince is partly English and partly Boer or
Dutch-Huguenot, the descendants of tho
Dutch East Inda Company’s servants and
settlers, and of a large number of French
Huguenots, who arrived in the colony
about 1687, driven from France by
the revocation of the Edict of Nantes,
and who, winnowed by the unerring flail
of religious persecution, form, perhaps,
the finest element that has ever at once
been added to the population of South
Africa. The laboring classes are here, as
elsewhere, dark, and here largely half
caste, being the descendants of the first
Dutch residents and their slaves, or more
rarely of blended Dutch and Hottentot
blood. In Cape Town itself are found
also Malays, Chinamen, Hindus, and the
representatives of all European peoples,
—Fortnighty Review.
Mon key Bone and Human none.
A Lyons anatomist has examined the
skeletons of 86 monkeys—chimpanzees,
gorillas, and orangoutangs—and has
found diseases of the bone to be as fre¬
quent as in man, and of a strikingly sim¬
ilar character.
Love and Age.
Eyes grow dim:
Love’s siSlit is clear.
Ears grow deaf;
Love still can hear.
Locks ,
Love’r grow gray:
hair is young.
Step., may falter;
Love halts not.
Hands may tremble:
Love’s arm firm.
Age is only for a day, ”
Love immortal is for aye.
—Springfield Republican.
“TELL THE TRUTH.”
BULL AND LION FIGHT.
AN INTERESTING COMBAT BE¬
TWEEN THOSE ANIMALS.
Pitted Against ISneB Other to Appeoac
a Nob's Wrntli - An Excited Audience.
The Ho vine Conquer* Amid Tiemeu-
dous Cheers.
Mr. W. O. Wolcott, an American trav¬
eler, rel. >>s the following account of a
remarkable contest he saw in a small
town i r the mountains of Costa Rica.
An unsatisfactory bull fight had just
been given. To calm the disappointed
crowd the manager promised a new and
startling attraction.
A door leading into the animal inclo¬
sure just outside the ring opened sud¬
denly and a black bull from the mount¬
ains bolted headlong into the ring.
Three vaqueros with lariats followed him.
The crowd leaned forward in hushed sus¬
pense. What was coming ?
A door opened with a quick bang, anil
the man who opened it jumped to ona
side.
Ah-h-h! Tho waiting crowd drew its
breath in a long sigh. A mountain lion,
muzzled and led by three men, with ropes*
stopped slowly into the ring, Ilia
yellow skin shone like dull gold in a
ray of sunshine that came in through au
opened door, and his long tail twitched
gently to and fro. lie seemed to be a
young lion, although well grown and
muscular. A citizen of tho town had
captured him on tho border of Mexico a
few months before, and had only half an
hour since sold him for a good sum to
the perplexed but ingenious managers of
the bull fight.
The manager explained that owing to
the ferocious nature of the mountain lion
it would be necessary to take some means
to prevent him from leaping out of the
ring into the crowd. If hia friends, the
spectators, had no bettor way to suggest-
he would order that the lion be tied to a
et;-' in the center of the bull ring. This
proposition had the entire approval of
the spectators, and especially of those
who sat in tho rows nearest the ring.
The lion was tied with rope enough to
allow him to jump hardly more than
twice his own length.
“Tie the bull, too,” called out a voice.
“ Fair play for tho lion 1 ” and the cry was
taken up.
So the bull was tied to a stake with a
short rope. Apparently the lion would
have a fair chance. At length the com¬
batants wore left face to lace. The lion
was free of muzzle and the two extra
ropes.
The animals watched each other for a
few moments, each one moving restlessly,
as though uncertain what to do. Neither
seemed to bo afraid. The bull slowly
pawed the ground and waved his long
tail, at the same time shaking his head
and expelling from his nostrils such quick
blasts of air that the dust flaw up in his
face. Tho lion now and then crouched
nervously, with snarling jaw and jerk¬
ing tail, but ho did not spring. Thu
crowd held its breath again and again as
tho crisis seemed to be at hand. At
length the lion crouched. I lis muscles
moved under his soft skin like steel
springs. The bull stiffened Iris thick
neck and lowered still further his wicked
bead.
Then there was a sudden flash of yel¬
low in (he last rays of the setting sun.
The lion had sprung at his foe. The
bull’s great head went up into the air so
quickly that the human eye could not
follow the motion, but tho bull was too
late. The liou landed full upon the bull’s
broad back and dug in bis cruel claws.
The bull roared. Hia roar was answered
by a greater, louder roar from the thou¬
sand human throats in the circle outside
the ring. The human animal was in
sympathy with his dumb fellow.
The bull jumped about and tried vio¬
lently to dislodge the lion, but the yellow
beast stuck fast. In a moment th-; blood
began to trickle down the bulls black
sides. Probably surprised by the noise
of the howling crowd, the lion made no
further hostile demonstration. Even the
smell of blood did not rouse him from
his wondering quiet 1 lft rope which
fastened the bull to the stake was too
short to allow him much freedom of
movemnet, and so the lion remained
calmly on his back.
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“Give the buTl a chance,” the crowd
began to y d 1. “Don’t you see that he
can't move his head? Give the bull more
rope. The lion will kill him like a tame
cow. ” Sympathy for the hull was rising.
“Knock the lion off!” howied the
crowd again. “Let the fight goon. It
will be dark before it’s over. Knock the
lion off, or we will cut the ropes. Give
the bull more rope. ”
The subdued manager yielded to the
will of the people. Tho lion was induced
to get down from the bull’s back, where-
upon he was dragged along to his stake.
He was getting ugly, and the men who
had hold of his rope were careful to keep
well out of his reach. Only the bull was
left to face his rising wrath.
The bull’s rope was lengthened so that
it was very nearly the same length as tho
rope which held the lion, and when he
felt his head once more free the black
fellow' turned to lick his vvonnds. It was
only for a moment, however, as he seemed
to know instinctively that the lion must
be watched.
The crowd began to yell again. “Go
for him, lion! take him by the neck!"
cheered groups of spectators here and
there. “Take him him under the fore¬
legs, hull!” shouted hundreds of voices;
“toss him once for allt He deserves it.
lie kills all the calves and frightens the
cows Kill the thief and get even. ”
The lion began to growl and to walk
hack and forth quickly, as though seek¬
ing for a chance to spring in and finish
the work already begun. His wonder
and surprise had passed away, and he
was ready for a more serious attack. Tho
bull was smarting with pain where the
lion s claws had sunk into his flesh, and
he shook his head viciously. These dem¬
onstrations went on for a few moments
without result, and tho crowd yelled
louder and louder. In their excitement
men leaped into the bull ring to get a
better view.
Then the attitude of the two raging
animals changed. The li>,n crouched for
another spring, and in that same instant
the bull lowered his head and stiffened
his thick neck. Tho lion’s quivering
muscles contracted with nervous strain
for the leap, but just on the exact instant
the huge black beast rushed upon him
with lowered head and shining horns
and tossed him high in air "he horns
had caught the lion under the iorelegs as
the yellow animal rose for his spring, and
had thrown him like a feather. Ashe went
upward tfte liou turned over on his back,
with his feet waving helplessly to and
fro. He went the length of his rope, and
then stopped short with a surklen crack
that was heard distinctly by all the spec¬
tators. Then he came down in a limp
and helpjess mass, quivering in a death
spasm. The battle was over. The lion’s
nock was broken.
AUT AND ARTISTS.
Some one asked Sir Frederick Leighton
as to whether there was such a thing as
genius in art without a hard apprentice¬
ship. Sir Frederick’s answer was this:
“ In answer to your letter I write to
that say
nothing considerable has yet been
done in this world without the bestowal
of infinite pains. ”
Vidal, the blind sculptor, is one of the
wonders of the French capital. He has
been blind since his 21st year. To be a
sculptor it is generally supposed that ono
must have tho “mechanic’s eye” and the
artist’s taste and perspicuity. The latter
faculties Viual has to an exceptional de¬
gree-oven more acute, ho believes, than
if the former were not lost to him forever.
Jane Stevens, whose pictures are on ex¬
hibition at the Royal Institute of Painters,
spent the best years of her life as a clerk
in one of the departments at Washington,
and now, without a lesson in drawing,
without assistance or encouragement
from artists, her natural genius, express¬
ing ideas in bold, original, and uncon¬
ventional work, lias won international
hoi or.
Alma Tadema’s studio is reached by a
flight of golden stairs, the steps being en-
tirely covered with plates of polished
brass. It is a great contrast to g% from
this room, so entirely Greek in its
character, to the studio of Mrs. Alma
J’adeina, which is a Dutch interior with
quaintly carved oak walls and little
diamond pained windows brought from
Holland.
By the death of Dr. Karl Osterly, in
T l aiiover, the art world loses, in all proba¬
bility, its oldest son. Osterly was born
in 1805 in Goettingen, where he became a
professor of art in 1829. He retained his
professorship, with the directorship of the
art gallery, until 1861. Among his best
works are “Wittekind’s Conversion,”
“The Daughter of Jeptha,”“Christ Bless¬
ing the Children,” and “Buerger’s
Leonora. ”
Ten aspirants will paint this year in
competition for tho Prix do Rome at
Paris, which, when won, gives the sue-
cossful artist a visit to Italy. The sub¬
ject given out this year is a scene from
the classic tale of Baucis and Philemon.
The moment to he depicted is that in
which the household goose, unwilling to
die and aware of the divine character of
'■he guests, takes refuge from the knife of
the hospitable pair between the legs of
the disguised gods. This subject lends
it If well to the gibes of those, critics
who regard the Prix deRome, thesecom-
petitions, and the Italian sojourn as subtle
ruin to young artists rather than as aids
to their development.
Spanish capitalists residing in New
York, Havana, Spain, and Mexico havo
subscribed capital for the establishment,
of a steamship line, to run in connection
with the Spanish Transatlantic Company,
which will connect with Mexican Gulf
ports, the Antilles, the United States of
Columbia, Venezuela, Honduras, and
Guatemala and making direct connection
with the United States anABnrnn*.
General Armstrong, founder of tha
Hampton School for Indians and negroes,
is the son of a missionary and was bom
m the Sandwich Islands, where his father
wa s stationed, He is to visit his birth-
place this summer. When he began his
work among the negroes in the South
both himself and his wife were absolutely
ostracised by the whites.
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t-oin.vvu by *b«- tSuut!»«
I was in Richmond at the time cf thp
unveiling of the Lee monument, and had
conversations with many prominent
leaders of the “lost caus<\ ” One senti¬
ment was in all mouths—that the failure
of the Confederacy dated from the death
of Stonewall Jackson.
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THE JACKSON STATOR AT LEXINQ’IOH.
“Jackson was the prop of the Southern
cause, ” said one famous ex-Confederato
general. “I do not say this to discredit
Lee. Everybody concedes his greatness,
and he was tlm true leader of the South¬
ern armies. But Lee was an aggressive
soldier, and his plans were so bold that he
needed a Jackson to execute them. After
Cii.mc Horsvilie wo gained no great
victories. Had Jackson been alive at
Gettysburg, who will venture to say that
tlm verdict of that decisive battle might
not have been reversed?”
Such was the opiiaon of Southern men
generally. This view was given expression
to at the recent unveiling of a monument
to Jackson at his home at Lexington, Va.
Nobody will begrudge the Southern hero
this recognition of his military genius.
He will go down to history as one of
tii« greatest of modern soldiers.
The statue of Jackson stands in the
center of the city cemetery, on Main
street, Lexington, a square containg
about four acres of ground well sot off
with giant trees. The site is a slight
mound crowning an elevation overlook¬
ing the surrounding country and com¬
manding a good view of hills and valleys.
Tlie sculptor is a Virginian, Edward V.
Valentine, who designed the Lee monu¬
ment. The statue is of bronze, heroic in
vize, and portrays Jackson with un¬
covered head leaning on his sword, his
weight resting on his left leg. Ho is
looking out upon a field of battle. In
his right hand at his side is a field glass
The figure is clad in the full uniform of a
Confederate lieutenant general, with
heavy artillery boots and spurs. The car¬
riage is easy and the attitude is one of
close observation. The scabbard of the
sword, upon which the gauntleted left
hand rests, bears the letters, “United
States." It was modelledfrom Jackson’s
own sword. The statue measures eight
feet, and surmounts a granite pedestal
1<H feet high, consisting of abase course,
die, and capital. On one face the die
bears the inscription, “Jackson, 1824-
1863. ” On another side is the single
word, “Stonewall,” the sobriquet given
to JaeksoD by his chief, General Lee.
Beneath the pedestal is a vault containing
six sepulcher chambers, surrounded by a
circular grass plat, around which is a
driveway with four approaches.
S. J. Wilson.
Cheap Fuel Gan,
A new process of making fuel gas has
been brought out recently in Chicago,
and if all that is reported of it be true it
is destined to be of great service. T1 e
generator used produces a gas from slack
coal, into which crude Lima oil is sprayed
with a steam jet. The resulting mixture
of gas, steam, and smoke is driven into a
chamber in which the steam, oil, and un¬
consumed carbon of the smoke are de¬
composed into a fixed gas. The com¬
pany controlling this remarkable process
claim to be able to make gas at a cost of
2j cents per 1,000 cubic feet.
TI»e Dead Poe* on Death.
£ly love, I have no fear that tuud should at
die;
Albeit I ask no fairer life than this
Whose nu. bering clock is stiii thy gentlo
kiss, . hands enlockcd
While Tim ar.d Peace with
fly. eternity
Vet, care I not where in
We live and lov veil k -lowing that there is
, ’let
No tiackwi i •! step for those who feel the 1
Of faith as theft- most lofty yea: Jugs high;
Ian hath so puri'ied my being’s startled core
Western* 1 scarcely sit vtU bo even
To f A some morn that thou hadst gout) he¬
fty :
s.-, with thy ;?e tl-is knowledge, too, was
Which, swi) ealm day doth strengthen mt.ro
ami li.ji-o— front
That tm-y who love are, hut oca step
neattu. —..Torrpc RvaanM 1 JUVfilS
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NO 42.
A LONG CAREER AS A CROOK.
Bu’set Shop-Keeper Bishop In Ludlow
_ Stinet Jail.
New York Times, 6th inst.
T. Brigham Bishop, once the ac¬
knowledged leader of bucket-shop deal¬
ers in this city, has at last landed in
Ludlow Street Jail, He was arrested.in
Jersey Gity Monday last by the Jersey
Ciiy police, aided by two of Pinkerton’s
men. and at tho request of the sheriff of
the county.
la 1886 Bishop ran a bucket shop and
what he styled as a “private bank” at
45 Broadway. His printing work was
done for him by J. lv Heisch, of 108
William street. In conversation with
this man, Bishop learned that his wife,
Julia Hotsch, had $2,000 which she
wished to deposit. Bishop induced the
unsuspicious Hetsch to deposit it with
Tm. With the $2,000 in his pocket
Bishop left for Florida, where he put in
his time ;by systematically “working”
the State from end to end till 1890. when
he returned to this city.
Lawyer Myer H. S em, of 82 Park
Row, had meanwhile Drought suit for
Mrs. Hetsch, and Bishop was arrested
la. t August upon an order of arrest
granted by Judge McAdara, and held in
$2 500 bad. Bishop produced his wife
and one George Matthias, a real estate
speculator of 858 Pelham Avenue, as
sureties. Some m erestiag fa its about
this couple’s capability as bondsmen
came out iu the examination. Matthias
offered as security a block of housei and
lots, from 07 to 73 Eait One Hundred
and Sixth street, which he valued at
$100,030; but which proved to have been
built at au outlay of $54,000, with a
mortgage of $78,900. Matthias also, on
his own confession, was nching b itter
than a professional bondsman, lie
stated that a Mr. K rnoy, Mrs. BVliop’s
lawyer, had, in her preronce, piomisfed
to pay him for going on Bishop’s bond,
though no amount was stipulated.
As for Mrs, Bishop, whose property,
valued at $14,000 and with a mortg <ge
of $8,009 ou it, is at 131 East One Hun¬
dred and Twenty-first street, she ad-
mii ted that she had left her regular res-
i e ice at Clinton, N. J., and had moved
to a boarding house at 138 West Thirty-
Icia’tti street for the purpose of qualify¬
ing to go on her husband’s bond,
Lawyer Stein objected to the bonds as
being insufficient, and they were so de-
clai ed, but the sheriff on his own res
; o n ibility released the prisoner, who
immediately ieft the city. The bond,
however, was still in the sheriff’s office,
and about two weeks ago Matthias sign¬
ed a surrender in order to get his bond
released. By this act, according to the
law. Bishop w as rendered amenable lo
arrest in whatever part of tho State be
might be, and as he was living in Jersey
Gity, the sheriff decided to try and
catch him.
Moaday he was induct d to go to Tay¬
lor’s Hotel, where the two Jersey Gicy
officers and the two Pinkerton men im¬
mediately arrested him. He was tak»n
to the Sheriff’s office, in this city, and
was finally lodged in Ludlow Street
Jail, Unless he can give bond the old
boss of the bucket shops will srvesix
monthsin jail, the limit of the penalty
for debt allowed by the law in tliii
State.
Bishop has had a long career as con
fidence man, bunko steerer and general
crook, He has made Massachusetts,
Ohio and Florida too hot to hold him.
On the occesion of his arres. in 1890, let¬
ters from all parts of the country were
received by lleitsch congratulating him
on trapping such a rascal.
K -member True.
When a boy 1 was ridirg in a one-
horse carriage with an aged lady relat
tive, myselt holding the reins. As we
passed through a ford the horse
showed a disposition to drink, which
I thwarted by touching him with a
whip “Stop, my son, and let, tha
horse drink,” said the old lady, “Why,
aunty,” I replied, “lie’s not thirsty; he
ouly makes believe; it's not an hour
since he drank.” “Let, him drink,”
said she; “he knows his own wants
best. Whether lie really needs it or
not,’you see it please s him to bi allowed
to drink, ant he does a great deal to
please you. Always remember, my
son that when you can gratify a dumb
tn i.st by doing anything so cheap as a
d ik of water from a running brook,
i ‘ very elm Gish to refuse it.” 1 have
rl rays remembered it. To this day 1
seldom drive a horse through a fording
but I think of my gentle aunt, with
that blessed heart of hers for poor
dumb beast, who knows his own wants
best. Her admonition left a soft layer
among the stroDg ledges of my human
nature, and 1 hope I have been a some¬
what kinder man for the bias which
was then given to my feeling for the
h e 1 pless.—Palat k a H erald.
The Mississ-poian urges the town of
Jackson to either build a new opera
j house or qu : t theatricals. Jackson
seems to be in “tight restraints.”