St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-03-07

at Stratford-on-Avon and il Is
told with the utmost detail. His
whole family is described, his young
brother Edmund. his daughter Susanna.
his wife. his sister; the very supper bill Of
fare Is given. and very mean one Il was.
dried cakes. mou.dy and ancient" roast
mutton far advanced in decomposition, the
Odor of which ''perfumed the whole room,
bitter beer and worse Bordeaux stuff the
smell of the meat took away the dandy
Percy'S appetite lie told Shakespeare that
the queens officers were after him To ar
rest INN. as the author of X chard the Sec
Oud, which represented the depp,it GA and
murder Of the king. and was an incentive
Ia treason; and that he, ShakspeTe. must
iy 10 Holland or Scotland, and stay there
until the storm blew over. Shakespeare be-
came abusive at Master Francis for get
ting him into such scrare: and said he
would confess all and show thai he was
not 10 blame. Thereupuu came ;he inst
anti-Baconian argument. pa,cn, of all these
later ones: Percy told him-nOt prob
ably as fact but To drive hun out al the
country. and prevent Bacnns exposure
that Master Francis" would deny tie au-
lhorship and the world would believe HIM.
Who could conceive saws Percy. of one man
putting the honor of such immortal work on
the shoulders of another? Did not you give
yourself out as the writer? Did You not
flourish In new silk and feathers through
every bawdy house in London as the au-
thor? Have you not proiited by these
plays-grown rich out of them? why
kept'st thou silence So lOng?" And much
more 10 the same purpose.
So YOU see there is nothing new under
the sun. Harry Percy anticipated. and
all the other numSkulls bv nearly 200 years.
know it is hard for the world to believe
that one set of great writings could be
made the vehicle of another. but the char
acter OF the aye must be remembered. an
age of tyranny and suppression and the eX-
traOrdinary character OF the mind that
wrote the plays-nOt To be measured
| by any ordinary standard of ability or
| industry. But why should l assert
that have found such cipher-not hop
skip-and-jump cipher. but a mathemati-
cally accurate Tule-If had not? Ii | Dub-
lished work that was fraud or de-
! fusion. the few copies would sell. before
| the truth was discovered. would not COM
| pensate me for the everlasting shame and
rdicule that would tall upon me. And can
anyone believe | would cTncOct a DELHI
crate lie that a few months would explode?
And for what? Not nOtOriety. l have
enough of that already. Is it % be believed
that / would mpeTil what honor | may
have gained by my books, Atlantis and
Ragnarok, by pretended claim to great
discovery?
say TO you. my friends. dismiss all
theoriZing. Francis Bacon was the real
Shakespeare. The Mecca of the world Is
st. Adams, not StratfOrd. This will BE-
made as plain in few months Is that twO
and two make four. IL will be made as in
disputable and as unargumentable as the
multiplication table. There is no getting
away from arithmetic, and the Bacon
cipher, in the Shakespeare plays, is vital
lied arithmetic.
Your argument that the play is the
work of several men is open TO this Objec
ton: 1t implies the contempOraneOus eX-
istence of half dozen Shakespeares. In
5000 years the world has produced but one
such man, but your theory would imply
that i'm the latter part of the sixteenth cen
turo they were as thick as backberrieS, and
all. by an accumulation of mira
Giles. clustered in London. No,
my friend: one mind. and one
mind alone elaborated those mighty
works. You have demonstrated in your
Shakespeare Myth that il was not William
of Stratford who wrote them. Who was
the one other that did? The cipher tells
you Francis Bacon. But if the cipher did
not exist OF had not been discovered. the
fact that the Merry Wives" was recast
and rewritten TO introduce scene to bring
i'm the Bacon" i'm jest (which Francis
Bacon tells us his father invented-see
ApOphthegems) would be enough to arouse
suspicion as to Baeon's connection with the
| play.
Thanks for your kind words of encour-
agsment. ! don't mind the filings of the
daily preSs,-the Writings must have their
quipS. An Eastern paper sent q cores
| pendent the other day 10 interview me; the
correspondent frankly .old me that the
editors instructions were TO make sport OF
my laborS. ! showed him some of my
manuscripts, and the result was the cores
| pendent went away thoroughly converted
/ and wrote an article TO that effect. which
| the editor refused to publish. because il
would help advertise my book! Fancy a
continental journalist refusing to publish
anything about ChampOliiOn's Interpretation
/ OF the Rosetta Stone. which laid bare the
! secrets OF the Egytian hierOglyphics because
| il would advertise his book! Fancy a Span
| ish journal. if one such had existed, refuS-
! ing TO notice Columbus return from the
/ new world unless he paid advertising rate,
/ for the same! and really a discovery which
carries the nineteenth century. full sail.
| into the heart OF all the hidden marvels and
mysteries of the sixteenth and seventeenth
centuries. and the wonderful secret his
tory of the greatest mind that ever lived,
! is little less extraordinary than the voyage
of the great GenOese to San Salvador.
Pardon this long and hurried letter, ant
believe me 10 be. with great respect. YOU
| friend, IGNATIUs DoNNELLY.
Hastings, Mimi. Feb. s. 1884.