Salt Lake evening Democrat. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1885-1887, 1886-09-14
PENROSE AND ANGUS.
A PufT of smoke From an Tnder-
ground Engine.

Some time back the DEMOCRAT stated
upon good authority that Charles w.
Penrose, editor OF the Euening News, who
is generally supposed to be in England,
was at that time in this city doing the
heavy work on the Mormon sheet. The
fact that Penrose did go to England for
time has strengthened the belief that he
still remains there, and only those who
are particularly well informed, seem to
be prepared for his presence in our midst.
1t is well.known fact that as soon as
the prosecutions OF the Saints began,
Penrose blew few blasts at his brethren
commanding them to face the worst and
then took to his heels and had
soon placed the Atlantic ocean be-
tween himself and the United States
laws. However, when it was found that
Elder Nicholson was doomed for the PEN,
Penrose crept silently back, and within
the secret confines OF the NeWS Office he
ground out his daily grst. Being scared
up by the mention OF his name in this
paper, Mr.. L. again took himself away,
this time going North. A few days ago
a Salt Laker who happened to drop into
Bear Lake westinghouse was surprised
to find himself face to face with the fit
ting editor, and was treated to a regular
old time harangue from the lips OF the
infrequent Charles. Where the man is
at present it would be hard to say, but
the extracts from his pen are still seen
daily in the NeVS, and it is more than
safe to say that he is not far off.
Speaking OF undergrounds, anguish"
Cannon is one of the most remarkable
instances on record In careless mo-
ment he allowed himself to be dragged
into the bastile, where I've served six
months. When he came out he went
around to all the meeting-houses and
told the Saints that he would rather
serve a lifetime in the Pen than eat pie
and then, without giving the Federal
officials time to think OF him, much less
to find an indictment against him, lie got
scared at his shadow and skunk away
on U. G. train. With the exception OF
an occasional bobbing up in unexpected
places, he has not been seen since.
A short time ago Angus popped into
the Twentieth ward meeting house, TOLD
the saints that they were to have new
Bishop, called the vote and popped out
again. He next appeared as manipu.
lator of the lanyard in the detachment
which fired Bishop Cannon, and his latest
break was made at Farmers ward last
Sunday night.
After the meeting had been opened as
usual, a sudden turning OF heads and
peculiar hum was noticed in the congre-
cation, and it was thus that Saint Angus
was ushered to the stand. His head
shot up into the pulpit like the released
cork of soda-water bottle, and behind
it came the usual puff and fizz, which
soon smmered down to nothing. In a
few words he told the congregation his
mission, and in less than a quarter OF an
hour the Bishop OF that suburban ward
was deposed, and new man had fast
ened on the vacated shoes.
When one realizes how much care this
man Angus exercises in keeping out of
the way, and is then assured by the best
possible authority that there is no war
rant or indictment against the man and
that the authorities would not have him
if he were to ask to be arrested, the
Righteousness OF the situation can be
clearly seen.
Angus is fearfully afraid of his shadow.
May it never grow less.