The New Orleans bulletin. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1874-1876, 1875-05-11
LETTER FROM WASHINGTON.
Mary Harris the Murderess-Twe Candidates
for the Speakership-Journall Enter
Especial Correspondence Of the Balletin.]

n Especial Correspondence Of the Bulletin.]
: WASHINGTON, May 6, 1875.
!. We have had Q sensation ct our boarding
house. Not an ordinary one by any means
for the ''cold chills" Gas our landlady express
l es it) haven't done creeping through our vein
> yet The back parlor wanted q tenant vari
GUS parties looked at it and went away, blu
, last week there came lady who wantet
"just such Q room for . dear friend" The
price was immaterial; money could be paid il
advance; the new boarder was to come q
once, and come she did. We found at the
dinner table woman slight and pale. wlti
black hair curling closely round q remarkable
head. The locks seemed strangely short,
while the great black eyes cleaned in way
that wasn't attractive. We decided that she
must have been i'll and the queer-looking hal,
was new growth. She came and went like 9
shadow, never speaking to any one but GU,
hostess, till Sunday afternoon. Then in the
parlor some one spoke of her singular ap.
pearance, and one emphatic lady declared
"She looks as if she came from lunatic
asylum I shall never like her, know"
"Woman's prejudice" sneered an old
bachelor. Snow what has poor Miss -
done to make you dislike. herr" "Nothing
only she makes me SILVER whenever I catch
her eye," whereat the old bachelor whistled
derisively and walked of.
Not two hours later we discovered that our
new boarder, wearing an assumed name, was
really Mary Harris who shot her faithless
lover in the Treasury not many years ago.
That old bachelor doesn't swear so much as
he did at womanly instincts, for the horror in
his own face was as emphatic as in any lady's
when Miss - glided in to breakfast Mon
day morning. Poor girl how dreadful her
life must be! passed between the In
sane Asylum and brief attempts to find
q home among common households, who
instantly repel her when aware of her
identity, for however much we may
pity her, it isn't pleasant to know that MUIR
deress is sitting beside you. am told that
she is exceedingly reckless and vindictive,
seeming to think she has done the worst once,
penalty. The plea Of insanity saved her life.
but what can such life be worth? Our back
parl or is again vacant.
A Sensation in Newspaper Row
ought not to astonish the denizens of those
offices, where SO many sensations are continu-
ally being manufactured, bat when the ex-
Senator. from Michigan went prowling around
the other day. with loaded revolver, swear
ing death to Dom Piatt if he could find him,
the literary gentlemen were not happy.
They were afraid that in the very badly con- |
fused state of the Senator'S mind he might |
make q mistake and shoot the wrong man. |
The wonder is that Dom Piatt has not been
shot long ago. Brick Pomeroy never began
to use the English language in such terms of
as Dom employs in every issue
Of the Capital. We all declare it is abo min
able, outrageous and scurrilous; then we sit
down to read every word, for however extreme
the abuse Dom is always funny, evidently
writing his wrost paragraphs with q thrill Of
at his own wit. We were quite
ready to believe him the most dreadful of
monsters till one evening we saw him with
his charming wife, and were told such stories
Of his devotion to her during years of illness
that we instantly pardoned his attacks on men
who can defend themselves. The Senator's
intentions didn't trouble Dom
D bit, for the next number of the Capital con.
tanned fresh satire upon his eminence that
was positively awful.
The Speakershfp
divides our attention now with the third
term conundrum. 1T is said by some in the
newspaper ring that Fernando Wood has
much the best prospect Of handling the
gavel
"Poohr' exclaimed my lady friend, who
doesn't love Fernando" ''Pooh I'd rather
have great clam in the chair. He'll never
get it No one likes him
"May be they DON'T" retorted Mr.. Author
ty, but he does give faultless dinners, and he
has more influence with which to trade than
anybody else ~
o dear was there ever any pure patriotism;
my real love of country ardently desiring the
real good of the people?
Samuel J. Randall,
Mr. Randall is regarded at present as the
probable winner of the race. He is very
nearly the same age as Mr.. Blaine, though h
his black wavy hair shows none of the silver
" Olivia used to declare Mr.. Randall to be q
he handsomest man on the floor of the {
House last winter. He certainly has most t
attractive face The white forehead is high t
md full; the large and brilliantly black eyes t
nave way of looking at you very squarely e
Not even a moustache decorates the smooth q
ace, SO you have the full play of pair of
Ups that are very expressive both in silence {
md in speech. The lower one is remarkably Z
,urved, pouting just q little bit When he q
miles the happy look goes all over his t
ace, the eyes twinkle with fun, and he has | 8
| vav of saving some racv THINGS beEwaen his | +