The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1856-1888, 1881-12-31
XXVI--NO. 27.
Gath,s Picture of euiteau.

wild, fierce man. with q certain bravery Of
character, such a. Booth. might excite the animal
interest by his wildDess but this bastard, who
killed without Ofense and for no purpose beyond
the flthIest thirst for nOtOriety, merited neither
curiosity nor rage. / detected him IN an instant
alter / entered the room. though he sat among
many other people in the same kind OF a chair,
and without any railing, officers or anything 10
edge him in. / observed sort Of stubbed head
Ot hair rather bristly, set low toward the front,
and rather fat IN the back corners, Cncleanly-
looking. half-bO0rish. Under this hair was a
nasty skin, little like a corpse, with some red
dIshuess Oyerspreading It's generally yellowis4
dampness. The face was rather long and pear
shaped. Around the chin was a considerable
quantity Of brownish beard, yet without any
warmth in its sandy hair. The hair, the skin
and the beard all seemed 70 be dusty and damp
ened, as though out Of some graveyard. The
Precipitation Of this man appeared 20 be az lault
There was nothing woeful in his face, though it
was Wofsh. In the middle Of his forehead was
q deep. varying wrinkle, the principal sign TO me
Of probably decaying mental faculties. lt -
generally said that depression between the eyes
shows q memory we'll gone. In this case It was
a deep depression, with a sort OF wrinkle attach
ment % it. which was agitated right and left,
like bis fitting eyes, which had sharpness
about them, but not much rest, except at the
times when something occurred 70 excite his
vanity. III you were 20 meet this man, small as
he looks 70 be in body, in a lane somewhere. or
IN tue WOODS you would 90 past very qulckiy'
and might wonder as you past him whether he
a liftle crazy or very wicked. As a friend
described 20 me, he was one Of those men who
always wanted to do something that was not the
thing 70 be done. judge that he belongs in the
number Of that large tribe of Unbalanced Ameri-
cans who think that to publish a book OF any
kind - lofty pursuit, even If no one reads the
book but the author. while to be on n salary of a
newspaper, and serve ones day and generation,
is rather beneath human intelligence.
l looked at this man again and again, but
never with any increasing interest, merely won
dering how TO set before my mind and the public
a little OF the wondering which was in his coun-
finance. By this do not mean more than that
sJmething seemed to drive the man on and on,
from point to point, from thought to thought,
and leE him rest nowhere, as if a voice was al
ways crying out, " Move on " whenever be
halted. II you were to take your eyes of him
lew minutes and would bring It back, he seems
to have gone a hundred miles since you looked at
him before. That rapid, nervous head had drawn
him through great periods of space and of agita-
ting suggestions. He could not any more pause
than a mad dog, ever wanting to drink, ever
frightened at the pool, ever swapping, ever dash
ing on. l asked myself the question, il he was
crazy, and 1t looked to me very probable. The
observations of persons l know who have seen
much Of Guiteau since the killing is to the effect
that be is not cognizant in mind.