Morris tribune., 1886-11-03

a man to look after them. About 8
o'clock the bell rang, and when l an.
swered 1T a man said: DO you know
they have tried to cut Secretary
Stewards throat| | said No. it can't
be- A few moments later he return
ed, breathless, and exclaimed; Yes,
it's SO. The cavalry are up and down
the avenue Then grew uneasy
about the President. and sent
out messengers: A, few minutes
afterward !, saw Senator Sumner
coming up the hill followed by q
crowd OF men and boys, and he gasp
ed, How about the President?' He
had hardly finished talking when
Commissioner Newlin arrived and
said: The President has been shot
through the back of the, head |
went to Captain Lincoln's room. He
had just returned from the front, and
said: Captain, something has hap
pened to the President. told the
military secretary plainly what it was.
He turned white as death and said:
Don't let any one come in the house.
| was going down stairs when little
Tad, who had been to the National
Theatre, rushed into my arms and
sobbed oh, Tom Pen, somebody
has killed my Papa day 1t was an
awful night. / rushed through crowds
on the street to Petersons tailor
store, where the President had been
taken, passed the line of guards, and
Mrs. Lincoln met me in one OF the par
lors with hair disheveled and almost
Wild oh, Pendleton,' she cried, If
you had been there it would not have
happened. ,"
The old guard deeply depressed by
his own recitation, skips q score OF
years to the second White House trag-
edy-the murder ofGartield. "Ishook
hands with Mr.. Garfield just as he
was entering his carriage for the depot.
When the news reached the White
House met Secretary Lincoln coming
down stairs. He was almost stagger-
ing and exclaimed: 'Pendel, isn't this
awful The secretary remembered
the night of his fathers assassination.
On the morning after Garfield was
shot he to ok my eyeglasses and read
q three column account of 1T in one OF
the newspapers. His attendant had
started to read to him, but broke
down just as the writer was describ'
ing the shooting.
Gust before Mr.. Arthur came to
live at the White House a man called
and asked for him. One of the ushers
told me the fellow was not right, and
! told him to detain him until Sergeant
Dinsmore came. He detained him on
some pretext or other, and when the
sergeant came the fellow started to
leave hurriedly. The sergeant caught
him by the throat, and the man put
his hand in his pistol pocket. The
guards threw him down and it was
found that he had loaded six-shoot-
er. Any number of these cranks come
around and it takes trained men to
discern them.
General Grant was one of the
greatest Of men, and he had an ear
for everybody" said Mr.. Pendel. II
remember standing one day at one OF
the White House windows as he
sauntered out for walk. A
woman-I don't know whether
she was colored or not-met
him on the steps and talked. Well,
it seemed as if she was giving him an
awful hauling over thecoals. He never
moved once, and when she had finish
ed he walked slowly away, putting at
his cigar"
Mr.. Pendel concluded: "Therehave
been many happy days at the White
House; many dark and dreary ones as
WE'LL" and touching lightly upon the
present administration, he added:
''Mr. and Mrs. Cleveland are noble
people. Indeed, she is very beautiful"
Mr. Pendel is going to furthur re-
fresh his old eyes with a look at New
York.