The Cecil Whig., 1886-07-03
Well, there may be sheets as white as
Mr.. Wilson's face at that time, but no
ordinary laundress furnishes them.

| Well, there may be sheets as white as
| Mr.. Wilson's face at that time, but no
ordinary laundress furnishes them.
=
A LIFE PICTURE.
About this time there was police sta
tion on Beekman street. Within a few
blocks of that, in the middle of a sultry
day, on the steps of Il tenement house,
lay man apparently drunk. His derby
hat had fallen from his head, which was
partially bald. lie was dressed in a fan
mel suit-well dressed-and over his low
cut shoes were blue-ilannel CATERS. A
boy with tin pail ran from the house,
on his way to the beer shop, picked up
the Derby hat, put it on and disappeared.
The hot rays of fierce sun beat on the
face of the sleeping man. Spots mantled
his brow, where the blood had pumped
and settled. A little group of gamns
surrounded him and removed his shoes
and CATERS and socks. Under pretense
of putting him in a more comfortable
position, they fumbled about his person,
and took off his coat and waistcoat and
removed the button from his collar and
the studs from his shirt, and left him
breathing heavily, stupefed, apparently
with drink. He had evidently fallen, for
his clothing was dirty, covered with dust
and muddy in places.
An honest ''toiler," returning from
his work at night, pushed him with his
heavy foot and, rolling down the three
steps, the unfortunate fellow lay with
his face on the sidewalk. The little
group became throng became a crowd,
which attracted the attention of Police
man Wheeler. Policeman Wheeler called
a hand-cart. Aided by the honest 'toiler"
aforesaid he raised the PROSTATE figure,
deposited him in the hand cart, put him
in the Beekman street station, pushed
him into cell and, the next morning,
dazed, bewildered, frie htened, with mind
astray, the unfortunate was sent to
Blackwelrs Island.
AND NOW WE SEE THE POINT.
A Jolly party it was that sailed the
river on the boat of the Commissioners
of Charities and Correction two days
thereafter. Wits and wine, cigars and
whiskey, and all that that implies, was
there, the young physician, interested
in mental maladies," of whom / spoke
above, with party of his confreres, had
invited the young attorney, Mr.. Dyott,
to look at thu public institutions. He ac-
cepted the invitations and together they
enjoyed the sail. They were shown
through it all. They admired the loca-
ton; they looked with satisfaction at the
massive buildings, they glanced pityingly
at the poor devils there, and then, under
the enthusiastic guidance of the young
physician aforesaid, went through the
hospital wards and ultimately into the
building devoted to the insane.
In the hospital ward of the insane de-
partment were number of pitiable OBJ
jects of no special interest to anybody
except the God who made them and the
attendants who are paid to care for them,
with possibly family Or SO dependent
on them-and the company didn't seem
to find it so cheerful and interesting and
entertaining as their guide had hoped.
Something about the look of detected
person who moped in corner attracted
the attention of the doctor just as they
were leaving the ward.
He spoke to him kindly.
No response.
He took him sympathetically by the
hand and received a gentle pressure in
return. Becoming interested the doctor
called al attendant and asked about the
patient. The man had been brought in
a few days before, dirty, dazed. A mild
melancholy dominated him and, not
knowing where else to put him, he was
assigned to the ward which convalescents
occupied, doing no harm to anybody, but
contenting himself with quiet NOPE.
Returning to ascertain the reason of
his tarrying behind, the party, with
Dyott among them, approaching the
group.
What.
With an exclamation of horror Dyott
sprang forward. His companions looked
on amazed. "My God! can this be possi-
BILE? Why, doctor, this is Mr.. Sandford.
This is the gentleman for whom we have
been looking. This is my employer.
This is the man who sent me here" And
all the time the invalid, bewildered,
looked and looked until, as with
spasm, intelligence, resuming her sway
and flashing from his eyes, inspired him
to an embrace, and weeping as if his
heart would break, lie threw himself
upon the neck of the young man and
cried and begged and pleaded to be
saved.
ISM IT STRANGE, THOUGH TRUE.
You see it all, of course.
A fellow passenger had wormed him.
self into Mr.. Sandford's confidence on
the steamer and arranged to share his
New York lodgings with him. He was
an expert swindler of many aliases and
to morphine Sandford, unsuspecting, was
very simple matter, the details of which
it isn't necessary to go into, and the rest
you know.
The omission of the ed" from the
name of Sandford was the rascal's first
mistake. He managed to elude the de-
tectives for months, but was finally
caught in the West.
Many weeks passed before Mr.. Sand
ford was anything like himself, but then,
stimulated with desire to do what he
could for the honor Of his name and in
honor Of the memory of his wife, aided
and abetted by tho young attorney,
Dyott, and his friends, systematic search
ing was initiated, kept up and finally re-
warded.
How | would like to tell you who
Kate is
Oh, ha.