Daily globe., 1883-05-13

useful to have in official conciliation.
In some desultery reading the other day
L came across a paragraph about Dorsey
whose day of official conciliation is cloud,
ed. The bit reads-"Dorsey is a poker
player after. Schenck's own heart; but how
he hates to lose! Dorsey likes the game So
we'll that l am not sure but he would play
if he never won. 1 am sure, however, of
one point, and that is, that he would be
willing to play for week steady if he was
winning all the time"
Dorsey's best winning was Indiana-and
yet see him to-day with all his big and lit
tie games turned against him, and none so
poor as to send him autograph letters of
grateful entreaty to affect his pals &C
ton.
The route of this gamester is hard.
Seeing that big affected picture of Nine.
Maria Rose in a shop window on Third
street reminds me that read of her break
fasting with Gladstone lately, and of
course this will be used as the highest per-
simmon of puffery and advertising,
although it is not recorded that the old
hospitable condescension.
Next we have the good-natured prince of
Wales gracing one of Irving's theatre
suppers as sort of introduction to his
American tour. The generous heir appar-
ent does the double act for this country,
and sends off Langtry with royal ecIat foz
all subsequent masculine admiration, and
Henry Irving, with such marks of high
adulation that he must become intensely
popular with matinee audiences.
Gambetta was once the object of an old
law suit.
A dramatic artist and admirer of his
named Nine. Salvini employed sculptor
to model bust of him and one of herself
which she was to pay for on condition that
they were accepted by the Salon of 1879.
They were, and duly exhibited, but Gam
BETA was displeased with the too literal
representation of his appearance, and had
the bust withdrawn, whereupon his ad-
mirer refused to pay the thousand francs
which caused the suit.
There is miniature of John Randolph,
of Roanoke, painted in 1920 by Anna G..
Peele, of Philadelphia, which is
to some people more remark
able for the memorandum on the back
than for anything else. 1t reads thus:
"John Randolph sat for this miniature
at o'clock in the morning during the diff
ferent sittings at Washington in the year
1920"
Five o'clock in the morning! to turn out
of bed to sit for portrait argues madness
or monomania of vanity, singularity or
restlessness.
There was, and probably there is, song
about "The old, old story was told again at
5 o'clock in the morning." which used to
be sung with immense--literally immense
effect by Parepa-Rosa, but we all knew
twas CANNON, and felt that such matuti-
nal absurdity only went down because it
was so beguilingly and magnifoently
voiced.
I have been very much edited
with the following clipping in
the GLOBE of Monday last. The heading
is singular where it is clear it should be
plural. New York has peculiar judges and
1 am not sure that Mrs. Susannah Taylor
needed quite as much justice-protection
redress or what you will from this pecu-
liar judge as from her lord and master.
"a HEARTLEss WRETCH.
New York newspaper tells this tale of
heartless wretch: Mrs. Susannah Taylor, in Es-
sex Market Court, charged her husband with
having called her names, struck her in the face,
and put her into the street. He was fined $40.
mrs 11rh hIov 40
| ed out SS 25. "1t is all I have" he said"
| well, you'll have to pay the WHOLE" said the
| judge. "Get it from your wife. You've beaten
| her, but like most wives, she'll no doubt take
pity on you.'' Taylor, led toward the prison,
was met by his wife, who handed him S. 81
can't bear to see him locked up," she said, her
| eyes filled with tears. Taylor took the money
rudely, paid his 6ne and then said to her rough
| ly, This is the last time you'll me. I'll
take good care to leave the city and you to-
! night" The woman drew the little child who
| accompanied her to her breast and kissed it ten
derly, but uttered no protest against her hus-
| bands latest act of unkindness.
The finale is characteristic when the wo-
man utters no protest against the husbands
brutality. Nor against the Judge in hold
ing her up for him to rob as we'll, with the
protection of the court.
1t is neither very exciting nor an orig
inal observation to say that women of the
Susannah Taylor sort always-well nearly
always with that sort of man, and
upon occasion are still further jammed to
the wall by official congeners like this love-
ly judge.
The law is weighty engine devised by
man, mainly for the benefit and in the in
terest of man. &-
But didn't woman throw water at
Milwaukee judge some days ago? Aye, and
It's almost as agitating as Tom Bufords
killing that Kentucky Judge. Tom is in
Jail, and so is the contumacious Kate
Kane.
The late duchess of Persigny when her
husband was ambassador at London, slap
ped court lady in the face at Albert
gate, in the presence of the queen.
The first night John Mccullough played
in st. Paul his audience didn't number
one hundred persons. "Never mind"
said Virginius to his impatient manager,
''we'l have big houses here yet. We must
be known"
saw Charlotte Thompson last night as