The Dallas weekly herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1885, 1884-10-30

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uut tn puiiIsbpd, iut which would Doe n
f.m In Iu.li.h literature lf u were
uuIlIsh.d. So quick us the mail could
rriurn sle received a letter from the
governor, which | have had between
N,0 aud thrHu weeks, md which ho
uaHm u hr Wll marked prl'
ypiui lut such a cuWploNi9n
hts this CANVASS taken, hat i'lo-
wlphui him Two nights aga To
discretion with regard Ia Il. Ills.
reply wut, "Crrla.ulH II II II your ludg-
month Now, VIII read Cow Glove
lands luttrr-;
n, Dram Nina, pr oHEu'- Your lot
I tor, H- you may we'll suppose, las Hlec-
tnl me. deeply. What shall SAY To- one
/ who writes. $50 liEo NV mDtNnrf say
.o ike nv mother, hut / dOn't alto
g,ihrr mean that, for she died
. in the he'd that her son was
J horn In. she always said that Ee wa.
true, and that shc know he was duhiul
aud kind, am nNnckoh aud dumb
/ founded 10y the clipping thar You
soud me, because II purpnrls
/ IN give whit a man actually knows, and
not mere D. port, ~ the other four ar five
+ lies IN which have heard about my life
! In Albany, | have never seen
any living woman whom
/ have any reason 10 suspcc, was in any
way bad, | do not know whcro any
such woman livu4. In Albany have
moi been la any house except the cNecu-
I rive mansion, the executive chamber
/ the first Orange club house, twice ut re-
crutiOns given, and think ON two
other occasions, residences perhaps OF
/ fifteen or twenty of tho best citizens 10
dine. or course I've been
10 church, There never was
a man who has worked harder or more
hours in the day. Almost all my pme
has hCcu spent in the executive chaln-
her and hardly think there
has been twenty nights in the twenty
one months have lived in Albany, un-
less was out of town, that ] have LETT
my work earlier than midnight to ilpi
my he'd at the mansion. | an at u
loss 20 know how IL IL such terribly
wicked and utterly hasclasS lies can be
invented. The contemplate creatures
who coin and pass these things
appear To thidE that the affair
witch have. not denied, makes me de-
fCpsclcs- Nninst my md all Sian
dorers.' A. to NV outward life
Ia L,uflhlo, the manifestation OF con-
ficnco and attachment which was
there rendered me must be proof that !
have not led Il disgr0celul lie IN tnn'
in Albany, all statements that tend
10 show that it has been other thdn
lahurous and correct are nj
terly aud in every shadow untrue,
II do not wonder that your good
hu- baud is perplcXed. ! honestly think
e that deserve his good opinion
and any aid he il disposed t.
render me. ] don't want him to think
any better of me than deserve, Oh
he deceived. Cannot | arrange tn
sec him, and tell him what | can
, not write? ] shall he in New York on
Wednesday or Thursday afternoon and
the evening spend in Brooklyn. Hay
ing written this much, ii seems 20 me
that such "a long letter to you Is
unnecessary aud unexpected. 1t u
longer than have ever written on the
f subject referred TO, and | beg " u e
forgive, if your kind and touching
= letter has led me into any Improperly
= Yours, very sincerely,
"GRoVfR CLIvELANp.'
have marked this private; You
must not infer that ! at all doubted
your proper use of 1t. q. C'
, Tho governor then refers to his eS
TEEN for Mr.. Beeche:'s good will
and asks that he may SEQ hin
whio in Brooklyn at the late
: demonstration then in Prospect park
/ Then Mr., Beecher added: "When
2 in the gloomy night o
my own SUFFERING in In y year ear
gone ny, Sbuld''' o'NiS n,b'i. Va
: row, vowed if God would bring thu
l day star of hope to me, | wouic
u. never suffer 81 brother, friend or neigh
! Dor to 90 untriended, should like ser
: pent seek to crush him. That oati
, vi regard now, though know
, the bitterness of venomouS lies. / VII
q stand against the infamous lies tha
, seek to sting to death man en-!
J magistrate worthy better fate
l The speaker then said his bold spcecl
l on his subject was in spite of friends
1 who advised silence lest he stir his owl
! sorrow. lie concluded thus:
r III refuse to expose to shame TN,
swarm of liars that mingla in the mud
or sling arrows at Mr.. Cleveland
fiom ambush, "hiay my tongue cleay
1 TO the root of my mouth and my RICH
e hand forget its cunning"