Morris tribune., 1882-08-17
Personalities.

This is bad year for the thorough
bieds. Hindoo is broken down; Run
nymede, Dwyer brothers crack colt,
will never train again; Boot Jack won
his last race, but burst blood vessel;
Luke Blackburn is fit for nothing, and
Blue Lodge, the fast daughter of Fellow
craft, has completely broken down.
The long cup races and the severe train
ing required broke up Blackburn and
Hindoo.
At the Masonic obsequies in memory
of Garibaldi, held in building at Monte
video. South America, an alarm of fire
was given, and 300 panic-stricken per-
sons rushed out for the narrow staircase
leading to the door. Twenty persons
were trampled to death, and 10 others
were almost killed. A public funeral of
the victims followed this holocaust on
the next day. The fire was caused by
an oil lamp falling on a catafalque.
Sir Charles Beresford, who won dis
tinction at Alexandri is thus spoken of
by an officer who knew him fifteenyears
ago: THAT young fellow was the widest,
most reckless boy l ever saw in my life.
There is nothing he wouldn't do. And
with all that he was splendid sailor.
He could show older officers than he was
all over the ship. Wild as he was, too,
he was always up straight to the mark
when on deck, but between decks-well, |,
there was nothing too hot for him. If
there was ever dangerous place to get
into Beresford was there first"
Senator Cameron, in the absence of
his family, has taken Senators Vest and
Butler to live with him in his great
house at Washington. "While Vest and
Butler sleep in the morning" writes
correspondence the Springfield Repub-
lican, the boss is called by his faithful
John; he rises and sips cup of coffee
and munches a cracker while dressing.
Then he mounts a superb grey saddle
horse and goes cantering off toward
Georgetown Heights, to come back in an
hour with ravenous appetite. In his
home his guests breakfast when they
choose, sometimes he meets one of the
senator's, sometimes both, at breakfast,
but there is no formality. At dinner
there are always from three to six
friends. Don has good cook, and his
wines are superior, but since his Phila-
delphia toothache he has not tasted even
claret, and has thrown away his cigars.
The other day he surprised Dan Vor-
hees in committee room by declining a
glass of celebrated Philadelphia punch,
saying that he had had his share of alco-
hol."
Senator Vance, of North Carolina. fire.
quently illustrated his speeches with an
ecdotes, or, rather, parallels, which he
relates in a manner that seldom fails to
bring down the house, no matter how
,oh {hn y
him politically. Speaking not long ago
ny-wise but pound foolish" he said it
reminded him of kind old man who
lives at the top of hill in North Caro-
lima. One day wagner came by, and,
unluckily. got his team stalled" at the
foot of the hill. To the old mans house
he went, asking the loan of a pair of
mules and a fifth chain," to help him
up the hill. Said the kind old man: "My
friend, have not got a pair of mules or
fifth chain to save your life. But / am
always anxious to help man in distress;
can lend you the best fiddle you ever
drew bow across"
Admiral Nicholson, who commands the
American feet at Alexandria, is man
rather below the medium height and of
,pare and wiry frame. He wears long,
sandy beard and his bright sharp eyes
look from under bushy eyebrows. His
face has that peculiar appearance
frequently seen in men who have lived
most of their lives on the water, being
scanned and crossed all over by minute
wrinkles as if the tracings of the charts
he has so often studied had been trans
ferred to his countenance. The Admiral
has the faculty of preserving his imper-
turbability under all circumstances. AT
dinner on his flag ship, the Lancaster,
one day, Just previous to his departure
for the Mediterranean last fall, a waiter,
newly shipped, went to uncork cham
pagne bottle He cut the strings, hold
ing the head Of the bottle toward the
Admiral. The cork flew out with loud
"pop" and fountain of wine spurted
over the dignified commander of the
Mediterranean fleet. The waiter was
petrified with dismay and stood holding
the bottle turned full upon his victim
till one of the Admiral's staff told the
man to turn around, which he did, dis
tributing what was left of the wine inn
partially over the rest of the company.
The Admiral did not move muscle.
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