The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1880-04-08

hinted about a great fortune in store for
him and perhaps wife, and when he
pressed her to unburden herself, said,
that as charm must be worked, it
would be necessary for him to place a
large sum of money in her palm, to be
held by her, while she was exercising her
gift of second sight. Jessop acquiesced; ;
put up $2,125, which the gipsy after
holding in her hand tied up in red
handkerchief and returned to him.
This operation was repeated until about
February 10Th, when Jessop informed
her that on the day following he would
be compelled to use part of the money
in the handkerchief. every well, sir, |
will call tomorrow and will then tell
you where the fortune is. Meanwhile
here is your money" The morrow came,
but the old hag came not; and when the
confding Jessop consulted the handker-
chief he found in lieu of crisp bank
notes neatly cut slips of paper. Then
the gypsies were sought, but they had
broken up camp, and through their
baggage-camp equipments-were traced
to Evansville, thence to Pittsburg, Pa,
thence to Baltimore, Nd, and thence to
Newark, N. j. The owners appear to
have come straight to Brooklyn, where
they we're apprehended last Wednesday
morning by the Brooklyn police, who,
acting in conjunction with Chief Gray
of Baltimore and Chief Donovan of Ho-
boken, N. j., succeeded in apprehending
them for country deputy sheriff named
R. T. Tingle of Princeton, who had been
placed in pursuit. Over $1,000 was
found in their possession. This
is the story as told in the
detective office and corroborated by
Tingle, whom found subsequently in
Justice Walsh's Court, making COM
plaint against the prisoners. The case
went over, so as to enable the Governor
of Indiana to forward the necessary
requisition on Governor Cornell and it
looks very much as though the Wortons
would be returned to the Hoosier State
How on earth any business man or any
man gifted with average common sense
could be duped by such couple passes
comprehension. The woman is tall, hag-
gard, sharp-featured, and dresses in out
landsh fashion, and is SO ignorant as to
ue unable to read or write. She is said,
however, to have an oily tongue, and her
sharp, restless black eyes give evidence
of excellent powers of observation. The
man, on the other hand, is not so
illiterate, and looks the picture of
an English butcher, with his thickset
figure, round, ruddy complexioned face,
fringed with yellow side whiskers. He
wore an old brown roundabout Jacket,
which was stuffed with red comforter,
as when arrested he, with his two daugh-
ters, were lying i'll with pneumonia in a
sing'e-bedded room in tenement. WhenI
saw Jessop, who arrived the nextday, hav::
ing several days before been apprsed that
the birds were in Brooklyn, did not so
much wonder that he had been duped-
supposing Deputy Tingle's statements to
be true. Sallow-complexioned, bilious
looking. with long black hair, he might
easily have been mistaken for an old
time frontier Methodist circuit rider,
and yet 1 am informed that he is a
man of wealth and highly respected.
He was accompanied by the Sheriff of the
county, w. L. Hargrove. For my part,
if l had been SO duped as Mr.. Jessop
claims to be-he has formally sworn to
complaint of grand larceny-I should
quietly have pocketed my loss, and not
paraded my folly all over the country.
Provided Gibson County, Indiana, or
Mr.. Jessop foots the bill, Messrs Har-
grove and Tingle are doing the best thing
for themselves in availing themselves
of this opportunity of suing the metrop-
oils.
l am not Free Mason, but ] heard
the other day of an act performed by the
Order that is SO noble that take pleas
ure in publishing the facts toIthe world.
Twenty years ago member of Brook
lyn Lodge died, leaving his orphaned
babe to the tender mercies of the world,
for the mother had died in bringing her
offspring into the world. What should
become of the child? The Lodge took
the question up, discussed it, and con-
cluded to adopt the little one. From
that day to this their ward has never
known what it is to be without friends
She received the best of care, and when
she attained the proper age was sent to
the leading academy of the city-the
fashionable Packer Institute. Upon grad
uation place was found for her as teach
er in one of the public schools of the
city, and there she is to-day, supporting
herself, living monument to the noble
generosity of Freemasonry. The story is
as pretty as true, and has never until now
been told in public.
One of my friends has for some time
been mysteriously collecting old postage
stamps. The other day, on demanding
an explanation, he told me that Cali
fornia millionaire, to give young lady
an opportunity to make some pocket
money, had promised that if she could
collect one million cancelled postage
stamps-this is one of the alleged impos-
sibilities, certainly one that Hercules in
his day could not have accomplished
he would present her with handsome
purse. The young lady, being of an in
genuous turn Of mind, straightway in