Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-05-10
tition for the appointment Of IN administers
trix set for June 4, 1878, at 10 4. N.
Municipal Court.
Before Judge Flint.l

Before Judge Flint
6 Rosanna McManus vs. John McManus; action |
to recover possession of certain personal |
property. Continued until IL.
CRIMINAL.
VIM. J. Bowling, VIM. Harvey, Michael Beck |
stradd and Daniel Corney, drunken soldiers ar
rested the night previous were turned over to
the military authorities.
The Mounds View assault case, wherein
Michael Fabrienski Is the defendant, was con-
tinued until P. II. on Saturday next.
MRS. JOHN MORRIssEY.
An Interrie,c ,ri.h the Wido,c--i Norrissey's
Tenderness at Home.
TROY On. ~ Cor. N. Y. Herald.
Now that John Morrissey's requiem has
been rung and sung, last nights prediction
by his widow is fulfilled. Late at night the
writer alghted from carriage at the door
of the humble two story frame house on
River street, where the Senator'S remains lay
in the back parlor. At the head of the cof-
fin magnificent harp Of a thousand flowers
stood lighted up by candles. Few people
were present; the midnight trains had not
vet arrived. Mr.. John Mccormick, one of
Mr.. Morrissey's partners in business, stood
in the hall. where also sat silent usher.
One or two ladies in mourning gowns were
dimly visible in the adjoining room. At
the head of the hall stairs woman's sobs
were heard, and voice exclaimed, "John!',
Mr.. Mccormick stepped forward and answer
ed to the call.
"Who is it 20 asked the lady: "who has
| come ?''
! Mr.. Mccormick announced the writer's
name.
"Why doesn't he come up and see me :?
Why doesn't he come and speak to me My
God" exclaimed the widow. II am SO
lonely
81 think you had better 60 up and speak
with her little" Mr.. Mccormick advised.
q She has been brave woman for good
many months, but this death has pretty
nearly broken her down.
MRS. MoRRIssEY's GRIEF.
Mrs. Morrissey sat in her night dress in
the upper hall with her sister, Mrs. David
Smith, who has been faithful nurse to the
Senator since he started for Florida in
January. Another lady came out from 6
nsighboring chamber and threw light
shawl around her shoulders. She held out
her hand, and grasping the writer's hanc
pressed it convulsively minute, ther
abandoned herself to fit of sobbing
Finally she asked -
s:Have you seen him?'' alluding to til,
dead down stairs.
eyes,
"Tell me,' she inquired, ':how did IL
seem to you?'
''He smiles like a girl
johns HOME IIrs
.sAh! that's it, said she; she was like
: girl-at least, he was as gentle as one. n
man knows, no one on earth can ever know
, how sweet and kind and good and noble ant
e tender he was. People, that is, some pee
pie, may think that great husband of min
was rough; and so he was, maybe, to hi
enemies, )" said Mrs. Morrissey, with hashin
!, eyes, "but at home, l wish they could hav
= seen him there. Why, he never lost hi
;: temper. In the house child could twis
, him round his finger. Heavenly Fathe
! (wringing her hands) loved him so.
= Recovering herself after moment til
!, poor lady went on:-"Ihere was never
! night i'll his life when he did not kiss n,
!, before he went to bed; no matter how sic
e he was it was always tho same. When W
Il were in Florida there used to be two beds
# one big one for him where he could lie
/ all sorts of ways and try to get a little res
/ the other little one for me, which he use
Is to call the pony Late at night, if I ha
" gone to sleep before him, he would alway
! say to my sister, just before he went, Com
le take me in to see 'the pony and he woul
d lean on her and drag himself in and sit Q
If the edge of the bed and begin to chaf me
1t the old way. He had called mo his 'bab
ever since our marriage. He got to pityil
. me for sitting up so late and for attendi1
al SO much on him during his sickness. Il
" would call me Poor hard knocks or POO
a. little hard times and use all such pet e,
:, could to express his sympathy with me, {
IT if he were not the one who needed all Il
- sympathy himself
,e BRAVE TO THE LAST.
st s:Did he become discouraged towards Il
" last:''
! "No, it isn't true that he was discourage
A. I don't think he gave himself up for 10
e until Tuesday. The first two nights after
1T was paralyzed, even. He came in to see II
just as usual leaning on sisters shoulder
say "Good night, baby!r' 1t was not I'M
the day of his death that saw death in
deareyes."
NO TENDEEER, NO BETTER HUSBAND.
h ''IWenty-tOur years ago we were marrl
!, in this very house. Here l am now, wishil
:, to have had no tenderer, no more deyot.
: husband
~ AS this testimony to the gentler qualiti
OF John Morrissey, which were unknown
IT, the world, came from the bereaved wifi,
O lips, the apostrophe required once uttered
y y the King of France, who, through mistake
:. :, Judgment had nearly driven the bravest
+ his guards to suicide, ooh human heart, t
compass of all kings and kingly men, wou
i'd that could read within thy varied fold,
d in the pages of a printed book, then shou
I'd be righteous king, misjudging no man
y, FOUR DEATHS IN TWO YEARS.
Ell Mrs. Morrissey had again given way to L
e grief and some friends tried to soothe b
" Some one remarked that she had ma
IN friends at this time Of her affection. wi
u; u; more prescience than most mourners ba'
ID she responded, ayes, / have many frien.
he and tonight when they ali are around I
ne and ministering to ME seem ungrateful
OF myself to cry so. But am tired out. Q
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