The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1870-05-20

in ''the sweat of her brow" must expect no
more mercy than if she had run away with
clergyman or been run away with by Casa
nova And after all, when one comes
to think of it, what business have women to
be women at ALL if they can't put up with
their destiny ''You see" said the worried
and worn-out Lord Mayor of London, during
the Gordon no-Popery riots, to a Catholic
gentleman who appealed to him for protec-
tion-"You see, it is all your own fault
Why will you be Catholic If you wouldn't
be Catholic, people wouldn't want to mob
you and burn your house." If women
wouldn't be women, McFarlands and Board
wells and other lords of the creation wouldn't
want either to marry or to beat or to murder
them. just at this particular moment the
burden laid upon these hapless creatures is a
trif1e more severe perhaps then usual The
happy thought of one husband inspires Others
Asuccessful murderer may have his imitators,
like q successful actor or O successful
author. And we have already had as many
as three cases of matrimonial murder,
the patients in all being women, within the
last week. Under the ''tree-splitting" dis
pensation, of course, some of the broken
hearted and sensitive sufferers who have been
stung into committing these murders will be
punished for them, and it is not wholly un-
likely, therefore, that here and there few
we hope only very few-husbands of vola-
tile turn of mind, tempted by this impunity
may be led into adopting so prompt and mex
pensive a means of divorce. Should such
things happen, the friends of the victim will
do well to remember that no woman could
expect to be really happy with a gentleman
capable of numbering her out of caprice; so
that, after all, the only choice for her being
between murder at his hands or a protracted
life by his side, the murder is probably the
better fate of the two.
n Il n
pears to be tolerably clear that he must have
been moved to his act either by an overwhelm-
ing reverence of the fright royal American
doctrine concerning ''tree-splitting" in the
abstract, or by savage glow of self-love and
OF tyrannous rage. His words and his demea-
nor at the time of and Immediately after COM
mitting the deed were of such nature that
one would hardly hesitate, were it not for the
newly revealed doctrine aforesaid, to pro-
nounce him an unredeemed and irredeemable
scoundrel But since his connubial tree had
undoubtedly been split, and since it has been
ordained by the enlightened public opinion
of America that every Independent citizen of
the United States is just as free to shoot
down in cold blood any one who splits his
connubial tree or otherwise seriously disturbs
his peace of mind as if he were Bedouin
dwelling in tent of the desert, we suppose
that it is proper to recognize and to honor
II.
rather than to string him incontinently up
for coward, bully, and brute.
HOW MR.. WILLIAM SKIES WENT MAD.
From the ~: Y. Tribune.
There is a case not in any law book, but
which Messrs. Spencer and Graham undoubt-
edly have heard of, which is so pointedly
illustrative of the great legal doctrine of mo-
mentary madness, or irresponsible frenzy, or
by whatever name the great legal doctrine Git
has many an alias) may be called, that we are
surprised that Messrs. Spencer and Graham
did not cite 1T during late oyer of murder.
We refer to the case of Mr.. Bill Skies, as set
forth in the veracious chronicle of ''Oliver
Twist" Mr.. Skies, it will be remembered.
Voc a osiobratod sporting gentleman in LON
don, who lived by the appropriation of other
peoples property, and who had mistress
named Nancy. This poor, gin-sodden woman,
in a moment of pity for SOLVER" betrayed
Mr.. William Skies, which fact was commu-
nieated to him by great crony and COM
panion of his, an Israelite gentleman named
Fagin. The moment he received this unplea-
SAINT information from the friendly Fagin, Mr..
Skies (whose tenderest sensibilities had re-
ceived sudden shock) 'lost all control of
himself, and the following colloquy ensued:
"Let me out" said Skies sDont speak to me;
"Hear me speak word" re]olned the Jew, laying
N. D."
"Wel," replied the other.
Jew 'A0
But when man has 'lost all control of
himself, it is of no use to try to stop lim
MIR. Fagin, however, explained that he merely
wished to caution Mr.. Skies against being
too violent for safety" With maniac stride,
Mr.. Skies rushed to the residence of the de-
voted Nancy. That he must have been ssin-
sane is evident from the following
graphic description of his demeanor in the
street,
"Without one pause, or moments consideration:
without turning his head to the right or left or
raising his eyes to the sky lowering them to the
ground but looking straight before him with savage
resoution his teeth SO tightly compressed that the
strained Jaw seemed starting through the skin; the
robber held on his headlong course, nor muttered
word Eor relaxed muscle until he reached his own
door," =
1t is reasonably to be deduced from this
account that Mr.. Skies must have been as
mad as his counsel could have desired, if
haply Mr.. Skies had ever come to trial for
the deed he was about to do. He was mounted
so high upon his injuries; he had been SO ill
treated by the too voluble Nancy, that his
brain must have been suffused that clearly
something must have been the matter with
his heart or his bowsls-it was of no conse-
quence which. But evidently he was in q
most convenient state of temporary halluci-
duct on coming into the presence of the
false Nancy. What he did to Nancy then
and there will be indicated by just one more
quotation
''She staggered and fell, nearly blinded with the
blood that rained down from deep cash in her fore
head but raising herself with difficulty on her knees
drew from her bosom white handkerchief-Rose |
Maylie's own-and holding it up in her folded hands
allow, bTeathed one prayer for mercy 10 her MaSer
''lt was ghastly figure 70 look upon. The mar |