The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1883-03-10

far the prices ..obtained wereg simply
scarcelyscnough to pay for the
frames, and therefore sthe poor artist
generally had not alone his time and
skill but frequently his actual outlay for
nothing. l attended sale of water col
ors few evenings ago. Landscapes by
welI.known artists, superblv mounte |
and framed went from six TO eighteen
dollars a! piece. The latter flgureSwas
reached in but two or three instances.
A beautiful pair OF companion pieces
which in auy store. cculdE not be pur-
chased for less than tbirty-hvo or forty
dollars piece, went for twenty-eight
dollars the pair The artist was present
and it made me feel sad to see the sick
ened look on his fnce. However, any
body in search of bargains with pictures
in oil or water should not let.prcsent op-
p1rtunities slip by.
Ex-senator WINDOWS scheme of new
N,iional Stock Exchange, is being viGor-
o olsly advertised in the papers but is
ridIculed and laughed at more in the
circles where il needs encouragemt mt
most lin Wall Street. "Did you ever see
such silly old fellow as Senator Win
dom?" remarked broker in Delmonicos
the other day at lunch time. "Why
he's nothing but a broken down race
horse 30 far as politics are concerned,
and, as he is fully aware that he can new
er be got fit. for ,racingsagain, he has had
few blotches of financial white paint
thrown on himself and now tries to palm
himself off on the public as trained
circus horse. Did you ever hear of the
ass who found the lions skin, and PUT
ting it on went around frightening the
other animals. Well one cay he went
and called on the fox. This fox was not
very smart, but unless the weather was
too cold he had fashion of getting up
before daylight, On this particular oc-
casion the fox was-up before daylight,
but he was just little tired as he had
been to ball which lasted until day
light Thus he could not see very we'll
He managed to size him up however, and
then as he took in the situation he went
up to the pseudo lion, he went up to the
ass, and throwing his disguise off kicked
him out of the precinct. Now this fable
expresses the condition of the market,
and the way Mr.. Window will be treated
the moment he leaves paper preaching
in the advertising columns for an active
crusade in Wall Street"
Jerry McAuley the ex-prizs fighter has
done good work with his missions in
the slums, but doubt whether hislabors
possess as genuine merit as he claims.
As people in all undertakings of this
kind, Jerry is not free from the painting
desire for notoriety and will do almost
anything to have himself and his mis-
sion described in the newspapers with
the lurid sentimentality that is affected
by certain journals when treating mat.
tars of this kind His leaving Water
Street to take a. portion of the building
up town devoted to the uses of The in
famous dance house, the Cremorne Gar.
den, was piece of sensationalism CAL
culated to rather turn away than attract
steady going people to its support. Last
Saturday one of The unfortunate women
whom, as he claims, he converted, died
of consumption. Jerry Immediately
thought that this Was good thing 10
use as an advertisement for his house.
Thus he decided to give her fine funer-
al from the mission" Qor which con-
tributions were solicited) and spent half
a day in visiting newspaper offices and
newspaper men informing them of his in
tention. The result was that on Mon
day morning when the funeral occurred
tie mission" was packed with people,
who under the guise OF Christian charity
satisfied a vulgar curiosity to visit a place
in the heart of the bad region of the city,
and also to gaze at the pallid features of
a poor woman who had allowed herself
to be carried away by her folly. 1 con-
fess 1t made me feel uncomfortable, not
to say disguised, to have :he corpse OF
the poor creature utilized to glorify the
good work of Jerry McAuley, his good
supporters in the enterprise, and then too,
in measure of the grace of God, and
all in a canting tone of subdued exulta-
tion which prompted one to hurry away
from the scene. The woman's name was
Ella de Pattie, and she was once an in
mate of house which was in fact a
gilded palace. Her face still showed
vestiges of good looks but sickness and
perhaps suffering had lent it hollow,
sad expression. OF course they gave her
history, but as it struck me that it was
of kind which might justas well be in
vented, shall not fill space with it.
Another funeral which took place thi,
week was that of Jim Elliott, the prize
fighter who was killed by Jerry Dunn il
Chicago. In my work as q journalist
have come across deaths of scores of peo
pie in his sphere of life, but never in al
my experience have heard such genera
contempt expressed over dead man, ant
such general satisfaction at his taknJ
away as in the case of this man. Why
hs seemingly has not friend in tn
world except his mother, who says tha
ne was always good son to ber althougl
how ono who was such a mean thief ~
Elliott could be a good son is past intel
ligence. AS prize fighter he certainl
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