The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1889-09-14
BROADBRIM'S N. Y. LETTER

When William Allen Thorndyke Rice,
the editor and proprietor of the 'North
American Review" and our lately appoint
cd minister to Russia, who died before he
could reach the post, made his memorable
stand against Mike Cregan and his gang in
the tenth congressional district, the man
who stood foremost in his fight against the
desperate and mercenary crew was Robert
Ray Hamilton. Rice's lifelong friend.
There was common bondbetween these two
men that held their friendship with hooks
Of steel. Both were on the threshold OF
life; both had enjoyed al. the advantages
that money and position could bestow; both
represented our Oldest and bluest blood.
Mr.. Rice on both sides claimed distin
guished revolutionary lineage, and Mr..
Hamilton was the great grandson of the
first Secretary of the Treasury under
Washington. Eight successive years had
Mr.. Hamilton represented the most arlsto.
cratic district in the city in the legislature
Of New York, and from his rich relation.
ship and his own ample fortune he might
have claimed the daughter of any of th,
wealthiest families in the land with fail
prospect of success. OF commandins
presence, handsome features, gentle ant
courtlY manners denoting the highes
breeding, he Is man whom any woman
might feel proud to call husband. He hai
Travelled much abroad and all the capitals
Of the old world are familiar to him, anC
the question was frequently asked amonl
his most intimate friends, why Robert Ra!
Hamilton, yerging towards forty, still re
NAMED bachelor? Not even his dea
friend Allen Thorndyke Rice suspected
his dual life, or he would have spurnet
him from his path as he would snake
for Mr.. Rice was the soul of purity an,
honor.
1t is hardly conceivable tina such man
Young, talented, rich, educated, in lookin
fos wife would have sought her anon
the lowest and the vllest class; woman
whose notorious life is now laid bare, an
more wonderful still, now that he has ful
knowledge Of her former shameful life an
her present infamy, he clings to the would
be murderess with mad infatuation tina
can only be accounted for on the groun
OF insanity. And this it is that has bee
the talk of the town all the week, eve
since his wife attempted to murder he
Rursemaid at Long Branch.
1t is not pleasant thing to contemplate
brilliant life blasted and ruined beyon
all possible recall. Mr.. Hamilton ha
been for many years member of our mo.
aristocratic clubs; henceforth their dool
are closed against him and his resignatio
viii be promptly accepted. To be a men
Der OF the Union Club is like having Il,
Eoldsmith's stamp upon your family plat
and for many wears past no man in th
Union Club was more honored than Rol
srt Ray Hamilton. From that club b
will be banished, and besides the doors {
hundreds of families that were once one
IN him are now shut forever; hencefort
he is morally and socially dead. No De
son not situated as Mr.. Hamilton is ca
imagine the tremendous nature of his pui
ishment. No matter how long he lives
where he goes, he will be pointed out /
the man who sacrificed home, family, 70
tune, friends, almost every hope here ,
hereafter, for wanton. 1t is ne use
moralize on II, 1t is no use to think of 4
you can only wonder that such things ha,
Pen, sad SO ii possible forget them.
If any person believes that all professir
Christians are hypocrites and frauds, l
should have been at Sag Harbor last wee
when lot of old fashioned Methods
brought back from the Poorhouse o
Captain Silas Babcock. Uncle Silas W,
an old whaler who retired from the g,
about thirty years ago. He had saved
little meney in his voyages, and he bousl
neat little cottage where he settled dow
with his good wife and his two boy
Mrs.. BabeOck wanted to give her sons
good education, so she and Uncle Sill
pinehed themselves for years till they o
both the boys started in life-one beean
merchant and the other Methodist mi
lister. Then Uncle silas's wife died. a,
the old man was left alone in the cottae
Shaerach, the eldest son, who had be,
set up in business with his fathers none
turned cold shoulder on the old ma
Then the tive sons got suarreling as
whose duty it was TO help support the
father and it was noticed that Uncle Sill
babeoek was not in his pew one Sunda
Uncle Silas had been a member of Il
Methodist church going on fifty years, al
ever since he retired from the sea he h,
been in his pew every Sunday, rain
shine, 50 some Of the people thought