New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1888-04-25
MRS. DISS DEBAR SEARCHED.
THE RESULT OF HER WILD THREATS.
Mr. MARSH TELLS HIS SIMPLE TALE ABOUT THE
COMING" OF THE PICTURES-TItE
LAWRENCES


The continued examination in the Diss Debas
conspiracy case began at l o'clock yesterday after
noon. an hour earlier than usual. and was not adj
journed until after o'clock The Special Ses-
sions room in the Tombs was packed with spccta-
tors Every possible seat was occupied. and many
people were content to stand during the whole four
hours. There were more unsuccessful applicants
for admission than would have filled another room
equally large. Thirteen OF the spirit pictures
lay around in unhappy and irreverent positions.
The big woodworking Claudius' leaned beside
the Bridge Of Sghs' Shakespeare" stood on
his head in corner Lola Montez' had her face
to the wall and hole punched in her back either
by the policemen at headquarters or the van men
who brought the collection down. Mr..
Marsh's road-building ancestor "Appius
Claudius.' and Peter. the APOSTLE
Rembrandt and large number Of the other
smaller sized pictures were heaped upon each other.
The black and white fancy sketch of Sweden
borg' was not framed. and the limp canvas on
which it is smudgcd was rolled up loosely.
Justice Kilbreth had the company Of Justices
Andrew ]. White and Solon B. Smith on the bench.
but they were present merely on-loolScrs. DR..
Lawrence and his son. Franklin. who arc like
ko-Ko in the MilSado.' liberated on bail on their
own rccognizances. were punctual in their attend
ance, and. new from the barber. looked trim and
smart.
Madame Diss Debar burst into court like
hurricane. and the meek little General followed
her shrinlingly and quietly. The appearance Of
the couple always suggests whale and tittlebat.
THE MEDIUM IN TERRIBLE RAGE
Mrs Diss Debar was in terrible rage. Her
checks flushed and paled and flushed again, her
eyes sparlSlcd like telephone wire in thunder.
storm, she CRASHED her teeth and her breast heaved
tumultuously. She sat down beside her counsel
Mr.. Townsend and ex-senator Boyd and those who
were near enough could hear her snarl to the
latter: " would have you know that have en-
gagged new counsell I could stand deception No
longerl"
Mr.. Boyd looked amazed, and well he might.
He did not know what was the true reason of the
angry passion that was now shaking his clients
massive frame to its very centre She had just
come from the hands Of Matron McAuliffe of the
1ombs. and the matron, on the instructions of
Warden Osborne, had detained Madame when she
was all prepared to sail maiesteally into the court
room and subjected her to rigid prison search"
The unhappy Editha's tongue is too long She has
been in the habit Of chattering like a magpie to
her care-tallers in the Tombs. and on Sunday or
Monday. she made some vague but big-worded
threats that her examination would not go on
Tuesday" 1t was thought just possible that she
had it in view to do something desperate, and
therefore the search was made but it failed td
disclose any more deadly weapons than documents,
jewels and money.
Mr.. Marsh was still on the stand, and resuming
the line of questions interrupted by the legerde-
main performance on Friday, Mr.. Howe got the
witness to talk about the pretensons Of the
medium.
o.-when did you first make the acquaintance Of tha
female defendant2 A.--About four years ago.
o.-when 1t that she first informed you she
mediumi A.-She never told me in those words that
she medium but went to her as being a medium
She known Mrs. Diss Debar.
Odd she ever tell you that she the daughter
Of Lola MOntez2 A.-Never I'm those words
Odd she say anything that subject A.-An
say is that the impression 1 have always derived
from her was that she was
Odd she give you information which induced
you to her father the King OF Bavaiaf
Al should have to that question as did the
in those words yet the impression was con-
yeyed to undoubtedly that she was.
HOW LOLA MoNTEz's PORTRAIT CAME.
Mr. Howe here called for the Lola Montez pct-
ure and asked for its history Mr. Marsh referred
to written catalogue that he held IN his hand,
8, at No sc Madson-ave in the third-story 'front.'
room. He sitting in the room below when
the picture came" and was called upstairs 10
see it. He was told it had just come.
Mr.. Howe-who told you
The wtness-well. 1t there. and the whole I'M
preston derived that or other had Just
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afterward General Diss Debar came into the room and
said: my mother.in-law" Oaughter.)
Mr. Marshs whole evidence was full OF these
" impressions conveyed to HIM that, events had
happened Just so' And nobody could doubt the
sincerity of his professions of belief in them lie
is man Of greater faith than the patriarch Abri-
ham. During lull in the proceedings to let some
of the audience who were standing by TO get seats,
Mr. Townsend talked earnestly with Mrs DlSs
Debar. She replied in vehement and easily
heard he s 6s dsfence WOad SaS rather
have State Prison" IL must be pleasant eH-
perence TO be counsel for medium habitualiy
addicted to getting mad'
HE SUPPOSED THE GENERAL WAS HER HUs-
BAND
Turning to another important point in the family
history of the Debars, Mr.. Howe asked:
When did first see the e male I S bs peSsr
was introduced TO him General Diss Debar by John
O'Sulllvan.
husbandi A-Neyer in so many words but the whole
course and current OF evidence that they were
o-You would not have permitted them in your houss
u Won had known they were husband and wfef A.
No l would not have admitted her either unless hes
husband and daughters had come with her
Odd she represent TO or convey to you the in-
presson that he her husbands A-fes
o-Dld she convey you the impression that she was
his wife,
Mr. Marsh nodded assent.
Mr.. Marsh next was called on to comment IN
his trustful prattling manner upon each OF the
nictures in succession relating the circumstances,
ppnrfactiv nnmvsterious and transparenty plain TO
every one hut himself, under which the portraits
came When the witness said that the paint
was wet on the Appius Chudius, when he saw
r. and that il could be smelled, Mr.. Howe broke
into poetry, exclaiming:
ART thou not fatal vision. sensible to feeling as To
slghti
Mr Townsend-Are we to have thati
Mr. Howe-oh yes and a great deal more.
Mr Marsh-oh, lets have little fun aud poetryl
daughter and aDplause.)
A SIGN OF WEAKENING FAITH
The only answer Mr.. Marsh gave which might
he construed as an indication that he was little
doubtful as to the authenticity of the pictures
in relation 10 the Lola Montez'
Mr. Boyd asked him il he did not mean in as
crihing it TO Rembrandt. that il was done by