Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1878-06-14
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from this world of a distin-
guished senator Of this State. We
are called upon to NOUN the loss
of great and good man." he said,
"one upon whom the fates had
conferred to an unusual degree the
attributes belonging to the states
man and the leader in good works.
| need not say-your eloquent
handkerchiefs proclaim that YOU
are aware already-that l allude to
the Hon. John Morrissey!"
"Why, see herel" interrupted a
deacon Of thin and severe counten-
ance, Using hastily. 81 beg par
don, sir, but you're evidently got
the wrong man. Mr.. Morrissey is
dead, but he was distinguished
prize-fghter. You probably al
lude to-
81 know what l am about" said
the clergyman with gloomy and
rigid look; "and I do not wish to
be interrupted. We will resume.
In the death Of this noble man So
ciety has met with a great loss. The
senatorial chamber is in a state OF
mourning that is not the semblance
but the reality of grief. The news
papers speak as one sheet of the
surprising virtues of the man who
has passed away. The event has
cast a gloom the like Of VIII 'ch has
scarcely been known since the de-
parture to the unknown land of
Webster and Clay. But it was not
alone mere craftsmanship that our
lamentable friend was remarkable
for. He was good. His purse was
ever open to the needy and unfor-
tunate. The lessons he had learned
in his Sabbath school were not for
gotten to his diving day."
" l tell you,' spoke up the wiry
and anxious deacon, in a shrill
voice, "you've made a mistake,
dominica g.osS mistakel 1t isn't
John Morrissey you meau-it is an.
other corple. Why, Girl this man
was a gambler, sir-a gamblerw
eff / am interrupted again" said
the young minister with look Of
excessive annoyance not unmived
with anger, 81 shall-I shPll know
the reason WhyW He inyolun-
tarily closed his hands around a
large and dangerous-looking candle
stick, and intimated in silent
though very expressive manner that
he had half a notion to throw it,
"Let us 90 on. We left the man
we mourn in his first Sunday.school
"a little, ragged child at the time,
but greatly impressed with the
truths which were beginning to
force them Ives to his active brain.
He grew rapidly, and before the
ordinory youth is out of his short
clothes he had begun to be a man
of the world. His knowledge Of
human nature was immense, and
he u.ed it only to good ends"
" l say he didn't" exclaimed the
indignant deacon, rising excitedly
and doubling up his hands as a
prize-fghter might. "What are you
talking about, anyhow? You've
got the wrong man, sir. You're
praising ~ one Of the most unmiti.
gated scamps that ever existed. Al
the time you speak Of, sir, this Nor.
rissey was going about like a roar.
ing lion, licking everybody he came
across. / want you to hold OIL With
your blasphemous praises. / WON'T
sit still and hear 'em."
"Who, sir" said the young
preacher, pushing his hair back and
looking fierce, "who is doing this
preaching, you or l! l insist that
there shall be no further interrup-
tipns. If there are | shall not go
on. 1t is excessively annoying.
You had better get a paddock fol
your month, sir-a paddock with
three springs and a combination.
HIM we will return to our lament
ed friend and felloN-citizen. AS
lawmaker there was probably nc
man who could compare with Mr.
Morrissey."
Thunder and Marsl" shrieked
the deacon, "will you still persist
in your base error? Are you crazy
Dominic? lie was lawbreaker,
not a lawmaker. Look at his Sar,
atoga gambling hell. Consider the
pool enactment, which he took
pleasure in fracturing. Look bach
to the horse races under his man
agement. Reflect upon his metho(
of securing votes. He was bad
tell you-all bad. You've got tn,
wrong pig by the ear, sir. Your,
showering praises on the wronl
man, Yeu're hitting the wrong OK