The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1870-11-29

upon any Otner issue ne viii overlook the
public sentiment of the country. From some
hints thrown out by General Butler, it is pos
sible that General Grant as "a rod in
pickle" for England which, in It's application,
will revolutionize even the city of New York.
If SO, we may have something ike the una
nimous reelection of Monroe in the re-elec-
tion of Grant, and then, in the breakup of
the dominant party, we may have regular
scrub race in 1876, like that of 1924.
JENKINS AT A MURDER TRIAL.
From the NJ y. Tribune
We thought we we're acquainted with Jen-
kins. In all of his doublings and devices,
his back-door gossips and keyhole peepings,
the well-worn rags of poetry and tattered
quotations which he was wont to futter in
our ewes, his is the best known of all the
tedious familiar figures of the newspaper
world, before which he stands, something
like the clown in the circus, to tempt the
rabble in. We had grown too used to his
practices lately to heed them; watched him
without surprise, dodge after princes aud
Presidents, brides and murderers, run on the
trail of a pure woman's reputation, and tear
it to pieces as dog the hare. But feat of
his at the recent trial of the barber II Inlou,
in Philadelphia, we confess has moved
us to wonder and admiration. He has out
Hugoed Hugo; the powers Of fine writing
can no further CO. The peculiarly sensa-
tonal facts of the case may have had their
influence; the consideration of rape, murder,
blood money offered in open court, all at
once seems to have affected our reporter as
would absinthe or hashisch. He wildly
seizes his pen and proceeds to convert the
dirty courtroom into a scene in Hades,
makes demon out of the wretched prisoner,
and puts the respectable merchants and
grocers who constitute the jury cheek by
iowl with the Archangel Michael.
Into the face of the Omnipotent these
gentlemen" he tells us, "snce the moment
of their return to the courtroom, did not
cease to look. The dread stiffness of the
place intensified. A bright ray of sunshine
shone upon the face of the prisoner. The
floating dust revolved like large squirrel
cage. AS by torch lighting up dark cor
ner of Hades, Hanlon's face was lit up. Such
awaiting for the verdict was never equalled
outside the pages of the savant Walter Scott.
Guilty said Mr.. judah Hart, with eyes that
streamed with tears. Guilty said Mr. win
penny, and, though God had chosen him for
bis Nemesis, Mr.. WinpenDy made rendition of
tie verdict with eyes unused to public tears"
Hardly have we recovered from the shock of
considering the respectable Mr.. Winpenny in
his new role of Nemesis, than we are called
upon to behold the Hon. Brewster bull ying
an infant and trampling upon the excoriated
and still bleeding heart of widowed mother,
but are speedily relieved by being assured
that "Omnipotence, in the shape of Detec-
tives Joshua Taggart and Geo. Smith, check
mated him at every step" Philadel phians
have o weakness for hereditary distinction,
but the family of this wretched barber one
would naturally suppose, would be occupied
at such moment with other considerations
than heraldic pride; but we learn that they
were busy in cleaning 'from their escutcheon
the shadow of the galows tree" After the
verdict was rendered, the barber himself i'm
mediately assumed the appearance of certain
monsters known to Bupyan and Robert Dale
Owen, and 'aso of the Cyclops, though not
in physique" Life, for him, had parted
with most of its romance" which we think is
very likely. The sun moved its sheen, con-
siderateiy, so as to deposit halo on the brow
of each individual juror, as 'though Justice
had placed on each coronal of gold" "The
| tableau was remarkably dramatic" we are
told, and we have no doubt of it. Our neigh
bors must be as successful in their courtroom
| spectacular effects as Fisk with his whirling
| legs and tulle and red lights.
Seriously, we call attention to this petty
matter not to laugh at it; but because it is q
sign of great and growing evil among us.
Hanlon's trial deserved attention from all
| thoughtful men. He was either an innocent
man trapped and done to death by gang OF
detectives and convicts, whose price of blood
| money and pardons was insured to them by
a system peculiar, we hope, to Philadelphia
practice, or, if guilty, his case, and that OF
others similar to his, call for earnest and
jealous consideration of both physicians and
Christians. If guilty, he was moral maniac
"a creature cast in the shape of a man, but
in whose nature bestial passions hat
at birth hopelessly overpowered any counter
acting elements of humanity. How far sucl
men are to be held responsible, whether they
are sane or insane, is problem which de
mands our attention more than any other
But crime, instead of being regarded as tn,
fatal disease of the body politic which call
for treatment by all the wisdom and skill
among us, is handed over now as a subjec
fit only for the reporter to play fantastic
tricks over, and with which he may amus
and debase gaping crowd.
1t is useless, we know, to either ieer at o.
to censure the degraded idea of Journalism
which moulds and shapes many of the mino
newspapers, the most revolving expression o
which is the treatment of the daily reporter
of subjects both grave and terrible, whicl
should never reach the public eye. The mel
write as Harlequin dances, because they mus
live, and because the public prefer sue
writing and such dancing to better things
is not Harlequin nor his compeers in tn
literary world, then, on whom we should la
the guilt or the responsibility.
THE NEW JERSEY SENATORSHIP.
From the N. Y Sun.
There is a serene Joy in the glory of pol
tical triumph; and if its fruits could be dis
tributed with such wise discretion as to leav
no heartburnings among the victors, how d.
lighlful is would be But there is a worr
at the root of every human plant, and th