The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1884-06-26
sHARoN's s@AH

SHADOWS scRAPE
The FRO Fem. Husband OF Mss Hill 8x.
presses n Opinion Of 1inasslE-1is love
Of Poetry.
In person Mr.. Sharons inches and
avoirdupois are atstrange varisnce with
the list of his bonds or the record Of
his loves. He is, to use home phrase.
"a runt," says the Chicago Herald,
whose reporter interviewed him last
week. But if one peeps into his hat it
will be seen that it numbers II. His
legs, too, are stalwart, and his frame
compact. But MIR. Sharon's chief charm
is his Mark Tapley-ike jollity is the
face of adversely that some would think
even $40, DOC, 900 could not Offset. Par
lor S held jolly little party the day
the senator left for Washington. The
senator sat in his shirt-sleeves on the
side of the bed, swinging his short legs
and smoking cigar. NJ: C. Budd, an
old San Francisco acquaintance, but
now Chicagoan, sat in big arm chair.
Morrow, of the Pacific coast delegation,
sat in another big chair. With the
frankness or his kind and the training
of Pacific coaster the laughing de
PENDANT exclaimed: Boys. it was a
scrape and bad one; but, thank God,
I'm getting out of it. You fellows may
laugh, but what is it the poet Pope says:
s'Virtue she finds too painful an endeavor.
Content to dwell in decencies forever
| II admit it; I've been Indecent But
I'd like to know what you fellows
would have done under the same cir
cumstances."
There was painful silence, and Mr..
Budd reached for the ebony stand
"Yes," said Mr. Sharon, ut was pref
ty tough to go on the stand admit that
you going to do-be blackmailed? Not
much"
Somebody here suggested that per-
haps couple of thousand dollars would
have fixed the thing up.
ooh, no; you don't know that crowd
said Mr.. Sharon. "In the first place
the woman was bad and reckless I
treated her honorably, as the world
would call it. gave her a splendid
income. But she wanted more She
invaded my rooms; she pried into my
business secrets; she rummaged my pa
pers ;she stole my shirt-ta and buried it
in the ground, with some Wild 'spook'
idea of getting me to marry her. OF
course that would disgust any man. I
saw was in a box, and resolved to
fly
ely like a youthful hart or roe,
Over the hills where the spices grow
I gave her $500 to call it square.
That was right, wasn't it, Jones?"
Senator Jones nodded.
"Well," continued the "defendant,"
''it wasn't enough, and then she got that
scoundrel Nelson from Australia toegg
on her suit I could have settled it at
any time for 500, O0O-$1O 900 to her and
SO, 900 to Nelson. But not one cent!
Millions for defense-not a cent for
tribute
@'But Senator" said Mr. Budd, ':econ-
omy. You surely have spent more than
that"
''To date, yes, I should say so, and
twice that. But I will not be black
mailed out of cent I paid that wom-
an we'll. 1 gave her small fortune. /
mean now not only to beat her black
mail suit, but [ will land her in the
penitentiary. shall have both her and
Nelson indicted for conspiracy, and
send them to state prison if can. And
L am not sure but I'll catch Tyler, too,
her counsel"
'But SENATOR said one of the party,
an old California stager, how did you
ever get into such snap?"
''And you ask that! said the senator,
as he reached for the ebony stand.
"What is it the poet Thompson says:"
s.He saw her charming, but he saw not half
The charms her downcast modesty concealed
'Who could resist it? I read the
Maid of Athens to her She melted;
then the kiss, snatched hasty from the
sidelong maid, did the business. What.
ever might have been lacking, $500 a
month supplied The object now is to
expose the conspiracy and get the leaders
in Jail. 1 sent two men to Australia to
huntup Nelson's record, the fellow who
got Miss Hill into the litigation. I
found he had been convicted of forgery
there and sentenced to seven years
penal servitude. I have detectives
travelling over the country hunting up
Miss Hills earlier antecedents l don't
care to crush the woman any more than
necessary, but if it were necessary We
would show her to have been an adven-
turess from her twentieth year. That's
enough to say. Oh, I've been ready for
her at every turn. What is it Pope says
IN the Wife of Bath"
ssThe mouse that trusts to one poor hole
Can never be mouse of any SOUL
And as Mr.. Sharon quoted this gem
his eyes shore with delight, and he in
vited his friends to the ebony stand.