Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1882-05-11
WANTS TO MARRY ARTHUR.
A Connecticut Crank Who Has
Matrimonial Designs on the Presi-


UNAUTHORIZED OeSiSnS on lHe TFSSi-
dent.
eyes, I've come to Washington to
marry the president"
"And, pray, madame" said The
Washington Post reporter, show will
marrying the president save Guiteau
from the halter ?"
81 shall marry the president" she
repeated, "and we will live together at
the white house. L will pray with
him. Together we will seek the Lord
in supplication. My husband 1.-THE
president) will become inspired just as
1 am. Then he will pardon Guiteau."
"Are you already married?'
Eyes. Once 1 was widow, but
now 1 am married. My husbands
name is John Gaylord. Strike the
first part of the name off and you have
lord left. If 1 cling to the Lord /
must forsake the gay, but if 1 cleave to
the gay must leave the Lord. That's
what L tell 'em up our way"
where do you liver"
81 live at Gaylordsville, Conn. left
my home yesterday morning. 1 came
straight on through to New York,
where stopped overnight, as I'm not
very rugged and needed rest. To-day
L arrived here. brought a banner of
holiness with me. 1 wanted to call on
the president, and announced my in
tentiOn this evening as soon as 1
stepped off the cars, but an officer
brought me over here and told me to
wait, and one of the lieutenants would
take me up and introduce me to-mor-
row morning" And then Mrs. Gay
lord showed the reporter her banner.
1t was made of foolscap paper. One
side was covered with gilt stars and
scriptural quotations, the latter being
patched out OF block letters, cut out
and pasted on the foolscap one by one.
The woman, who was, it is painfully
evident, religious crank of a mild
character, was sitting in the lieuten-
ants room at police headquarters. She
had reached the city about 5 o'clock,
and had been taken in charge upon her
arrival at the Baltimore and Potomac
depot, by Officer Kearney. She was
elderly in appearance and very neatly
dressed. A difficulty of hearing, caus-
ing her to put her hands up to her ear
when accOsted, was more than COM
pensated for by an intelligent counte.
nance, and bright restless eye. She
was curious mixture of the sane and
insane. Upon commonplace matters
she conversed fuently and coherently,
but as soon as religion would be mGn-
toned she branched off into the most
unintelligible nonsense, claiming that
her husband was near relative of one
of the twelve apostles, because his
name is John. as I've often told our
people up where come FROM" and she
kept repeating.
'DOes your husband know you have
come on to Washington to IuarTy the
president?" asked the reporter, won
dering if it was customary for Connec-
ticut husbands to submit to this sort
of grass widowerhOod without a MUIR
muir.
'Me and my old man have come to
an understanding on this point. We've
fused and fused together for a good
while. He's Baptist and I'm a
Methodist. So when we have pro-
tracted meetings in our town he clings
to Paul and 1 sit down by Peter.
Yes" she continued, she knew was a
making my banner. He knew it
wasn't no use to interfere with me.
My names Gaylord" she suddenly
broke in after moments silence, "the
frat part is Cay and the last part is"
but before she could finish the reporter
softly slipped out of the room; and
when he looked in moment afterward.
she was sitting in a chair, her elbows
resting on her knees, her head sunk on
her bosom, and her eyes half-elesed as
if in deep thought, while the gloom
seemed to envelop her in half-sort of
mystery.
Viewed in this latter light she did
not look much like woman who could
brighten up the white house to any
appreciable degree. 1t was found upon
inquiry at the depot that she had
afforded the passengers considerable
amusement by pacing up and down the
aisle, and expounding the scriptures in
her own peculiar way.