New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1854-08-12
DAILY CRESCENT.

INTERVIEW WITH d MURDERER.--0ne OF the
Evening Post reporters paid visit to Tucker,
in his cell in Brooklyn, on Friday morning, the
Ath inst. We quote: s.
In corner of the cell was q tin pot of water
and a piece of bread, of both of which the pri-
soner had slightly partaksn. On hearing the
voice of the keeper, the prisoner suddenly rose
from the bed, and approaching the window,
asked, lin q feeble voice but quite collected
manner,) g Who are yous What do you want
with me 7 y s4a Is
Reporter have come to see how you are
this morning.
Prisoner =" Oh! am glad to see somebody,
but loan not be allowed to see any person"
Reporter. II Observing that tho prisoner had
( terrible black eye and commissions over the
face, in addition to which the front Of his shirt
was covered with blood .How did you get
Your face bruised so badly 20
Prisoner -s'I don't know, indeed; must
have been in disturbance somewhere. ERath-
er excited. What am | brought here for, do
you know can not imagine. / have been
told that have killed my wife and child !
speaking earnestly Do tell me, are they
alivess
Reporter. 4. know nothing about it, except
that your child has been cut about BY some
person. Your wife, 4 know for certain, is not
dead" iH9s Ass'a z
Prisoner- Becoming cheerful. -. Thank
COOL When did yen see her n
Reporter Yesterday. [This assurance APP
Peared GO calm the prisoner mind very much
But what j. that blood upon your shirt 2 .
PRISONER. Somewhat confused, and twisting
the shirt about Sc Well, you see, my finger is
cut and must have bled also my face" Feel
ing the wounds thereon
Reporter. --ss Have you and your wife had
serious family quarrels together I"
Prisoner.-st No"
Reporter-ss Did you have any children by
your first wife Y
Prisoner" Mo-
Reporter. g How many have you living, %
PRISONER 80 Six; four by my second wife,
and TWO by my present. Oh am very I'M
comfortable here. You see have nothing now
but little bread and water This morning
they gave me some weak coffee. / have got a
pam IN my bowels, and want some paregoric, /
wish you would get me some''
he was glad to hear that he had not killed
ms wife, but said he had been insane. The pri-
soner again demanded to know why he HAD
been conveyed to prison.
-, The reporter gave no satisfactory answer
Ihe prisoner then solicited the reporter to be
good enough to call at the office Of the Daily
freeman, and ask his partner, Mr.. Thompson,
20 send some papers to him.
1-u-zEExzEs
=. a IgRKIsH ARIsr0eRAT. I'm the year 1888. /
le1t constantinople on my way to Vienna I
went to Varna, and from thence proceeded nm
the Danube in a miserable steamer, on board Of
which was parsonage Of high distinction, be-
longing to neighboriDg nation, whose manners
and habits afforded me great amusement. He
was courteous and gentleman like in remark
able degree, but his domestic ways differed from
those OF our own countrymen. He had a nu-
merous suite OF servants, three or four of whom,
seemed to be sort Of gentleman; these attend |
ed MN every night when he went to bed, in the
standing bed place of the crazy steamer First
they wound up six or seven gold watches, and
the great man took off his boots, his coat, and
don't know how many gold chains then each |
night he was invested by his attendants with |
Inherent fur pelisse, which looked valuable and
rusty to my humble eyes. Each morning the
same gentlemen spread out all the watches, |
took on the fur pelisse, and insinuated their
lord into fashionable and somewhat tight coat, |
1 81 the one worn yesterday but on no occasion
did perceive any thing in the nature Of an |
aplution. or any proof that such an article as a
clean shirt formed q part of the great mans
travelling wardrobe. Travels in Armenia.