Eureka daily sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1871-1887, 1885-04-10
SARAH In JAIL.
N Ii Punished for Contempt OF
Court by Judge Sawyer.

court by Judge sawyer.
Sarah Althea did not go to the Sand
wich Islands last week, as was believed and
published, but was nest-hiding in San
Francisco, and on Monday last she was
committed to jail for "a hours for con-
tempt OF court, in not allowing expert
Piper to take ink from the "Dear Wife u
letters upon the order Of Judge Sawyer.
As soon as the Judge had sentenced
Sarah Althea she was on her feet in a
fury Of passion. Perfect stiffness pre-.
vailed, while the enraged woman spoke as
follows:
"Judge, If Mr.. Piper should ruin my
papers, il there any way in which he could
return them to me, with all Mr.. Sharon's
money on your side? II not, / am willing
to go to jail"
~ do not want to hear anything more,'
said Judge Sawyer, sharply
am willing to go to Jail and stay
there to protect my rights and protect my
papers" retorted Sarah, angrily. 1.-The
Jail has no terrors for me, and I will go
there"
Take this woman into custody, Mr..
Marshal, and remove her from the court
room," ordered the Judge with some dig
nifty.
Two Deputy Marshals stepped up to
Sarah Althea, who remained standing.
"IIl go with my counsel" she said to
them and remained quiet. They stood
by her side but did not attempt 10 carry
out the order of the Court. Judge Sawyer
did not insist that his command should be
obeyed, as Sarah did not attempt to speak
again.
"IIl never give up my papers to be
destroyed" she said, and walked out Of
the courtroom with q Deputy Marshal on
either side.
The crowd in the room followed her, but
the Deputy Marshal dispersed it and
ordered every n to leave the corridors.
Sarah Althea, with David S. Terry and
Walter Levy, went into the Marshal's ofice
"To go to Jail is q stigma on a woman's
life forever" remarked Sarah, rather So
berly, "and that is what Mr.. Sharon
wants me to suffer. But l will not allow
my papers to be injured. / dislike this
especially on account Of my friends in the
East"
Several times she was nearly overcome
and was on the point Of crying. but she
determinedly checked her emotions and
~philosophicslly remarked:
81 have had to endure a great deal and
1 will bear this. The papers that the
Court wants me to produce are not in the
State, and / would burn them rather than
give them to the Court now"
"H 1 shoot Sharon now" continued
Sarah with flashing eye.
"Dont talk such nonsense" interrupted
Terry, you are not going to do anything
OF the kind"
"This is all Tyler's fsult-if he had not
neglected this case, this would not have
happened" scolded Sarah.
Don't say that to the reporters" said
Mr.. Terry.
"This is an everlasting disgrace" said
Sarah. But her attorney tried to quiet
her by telling her that to go to Jail for
contempt was not considered q disgrace.
AS they were talking to her, a man who
was arrested for prying open letter-boxes
was brought in, handcuffed, and one Of the
Deputy Marshals incautiously said:
HE is going to Jail, too, but his case is
not like yours"
"You are trying to insult me-" said
Sarah, sharply. "You have no right to
speak to me in that way"
The unlucky deputy retreated to another
room, and then Mr.. Terry asked that Mrs.
Sharon be allowed to 60 TO her room for
some articles Of apparel and to get her
dinner, in company with g Deputy Mar
shall. The request was granted, and Dep
uty Marshal G.. B. Mullus accompanied
them to the Quaker Dairy, where Sarah
Althes and Mr.. Terry dined heartily on
chicken, and afterwards went to Sarah's
home on Lsrkip street. She was q long
time in preparing her satohel and getting
ready to go to jsil.s Finally at z o'clock,
she entered a carriage with Terry and the
deputy and was driven to Mr.. Terry's room
on Kearny street, where Mrs. Burkett was
in readiness to accompany Sarah Althea to
Jail and spend the twenty-four hours in in
carceration with her. Together they drove
to the Jail.
Sarah and her friend occupied the room
Of the matron of the Jail, which fronted
on Broadway, and which showed no signs
of being connected with a Jail, except the
iron bars at the windows, and the harsh
effect OF these was softened by lace our
tains.