New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1889-01-06

But, as saying, when Tulitz was sent to tho
Tombs he in hard luck. Formerly he had
whipped tie social trputstrcam with great success.
As the Marquis he had composed some pretty odes,
had led the german at Mrs. de Follys assembly, had
driven 70 Hampstead with the Coaching Club and had
been seen in Mrs Castors box at the opera. AS the
Baron Tuz, he had attended the races, and had been
| frcqucnIer of all the great gaming re-
sorts. The newspapers called him pltnger,'
and story went the rounds IN which he
represented TO have wrecked oo-scller, who
thercupon committed suicide. The Baron always de-
MED this story which the Marquis often repeated.
| Indeed the Marquis was often quoted to the Baron
authority for IT,
But the tide had turned, and Tuitz on HIS
back with friend TO help him. "Fr fousan,
tollare he exclaimed. the Justice fixed his bail.
blending both HIS French and his German accent with
strict impartiaity, "V'y you not make him den,
dwenty, a huntret t'ousandt.'
pennilcss prisoner in the Tombs is not object
Of much consideration, Tulitz discovered TO his
profound disgust. For two days he paced his cell
with the restless incessant tread Of a Gagged hyena.
He disdalnfuy rejected the beef soup, the hunk of
bread and the black coffee served to him more less
frequently and for days and nights he neither ate
nor spoke. The Tombs cells built Of thick stone.
entered through heavy iron door that is provided
with a small grating Tulitzs cell was on the second
tier Around this tier extends gallery along
which the guard walks every now and then. to see
that all Is as It should be- The guard annoyed Tuz.
Every time he passed. he would peer in and give
sort of grunt This became painfully exasperating
10 the Baron
Late In the afternoon Of the second day Of his i'm
prisonment Tulitz desperate with hunger rage and
despair sat down upon the stool in his cell and glared
viciously the grating The guards face was there
"Ha!s cried Tuitz, IN shrlll voice, keep away
You tink Won tam mouse, and you cat, hey
You sit outside &c cage viz your claw out and your
tail stiff. ready TO pounce mouse. Mon Dieu
How hates
The guard unlocked the iron door and stepped In
side. " Don't make sech racket over nawthin',' he
said "De warden says yer gotcr do some eatin'.'
Ikill &c warden If he keep not his mechant chutep
"Wotchcr goin' ter dor starvel'
aft choose staive. how you prevent him, hey?
How make Won me eat7 VOLTA better Tulitz drew
himself to his fun height, turned up his shirt sleeves
and barred his great muscular arm
Oh all right said the guard, It's all one to me-
starve If yer wantcr. I'm agreeable
al want noting, rein, rein - said Tulz IL want
to be leave alone"
Dat amt much. Mos people wat comes here is
norc craspin' Mos people wants ter git out
IIaT said Tulitz
a. dc warden said fer me ter come IN here an tell
yer he'd send fer anybody yer "an'e' soo'
Zere is nopotty.'
Aincher got no fricndsF
Ven hat money have friend-beaucoup. more
friend as know vat to do VIZ. haf no money
now'
Wot's your bal?'
Fr tousant tollarel Bahl Vat IS fl tousant
,oua,rc7 Many time spend him viz no more care
as light my cigar. bagatellel But" and he
ADDED this with a curiousy grim expression, 81 hat
no bacatelle today"
The guard sided up Tulitz and whispered in his
ear. "Whatll yer gimme II gtcher bondsman"
"Uar, said Tultz, you haf re mana'
al knows a man. replied the guard refectvely,
wen man amt got frien's, but kin lay aroun I'm
an, scoon terccdder a couple or hundred dollars,
mention him ter my fren wild recommend, an dat
settles IT, out he comes
Two bundret tollaire ~ cried Tulitn. almost pit
rsIv .Ven | efcr tnk my lIperty cost me two
80, tollare and hat not got him. Zis blow kill
ALI zat is to of my sefrespectl Je suis hors dc
moimeme~ , ,
said the guard IA, -
1uutz Jumped from his bed to the floor with CRY
eucb as a wild beast might have gwen as IL spfahS
from peril into safety lie demanded pene" %s1rd
nor and with them he scrTJled message sehu
-. roo z,t notes he said. Bring me flet de
hoorf a nate dc fol gras and bottle OF burgundy
and hiring him all quick Cornne! La belle Corinhe
Cbcrie amie vot hsf swear lofe ana chensn'
hat not remember you, tornnci -,
A tbrong of people, big and little, young ana o''
marc waiting in the corridors of the wardens once inc
49, r,orn,ne eager for the bell 10 strike the signai
mat would admit them into the prisons. They were
osrv women Here and there In the crown "a'
little bow carrying tin can with somenlns !" "
,ood 10 eat sent doubtless By his old mother 10 nc.
scamp of son. The little begsar has ms n' :"
oxn.rences OF prison administering
,hn comforts OF his big, rufiany DIVINE,
probably great hero in his eyes re. 'h0 rssr..
-, tho crowd is made up Of young women iho'''
r,us,sd closely, is the wife Of defaui'er' VINO
..n.ht IN the act Three days ago she held her ns
=. IA a sny. Now II bsnt low ana maa'n VIZ