Morning journal and courier., 1891-05-19
. CONSUL COATES DEPARTURE.

| CONSUL CORTE's DEPARTURE. The Italian official Interyfeued at Washingten-what He Has te Say of the Tragedy at New Orleans-A Corsican Boys Story.
 | WASHINGTON, D. O., May 1S.-A for eign-looking, rather youngish, well dressed man and boy of fourteen, a handsome black-eyed Corsican, arrived last evening in this city and went at once to the Metro politan hotel where they took rooms. These are perhaps of all men the most fs- miliar with the Italian side of the New Orleans troubles, beginning with the time of the Hennessy murder, and eliminating in the tragedy at the parish prison. The elder of the two is Signor Corts, the con- sul at New Orleans. The younger is Gas pari Grinaldo, though he Is better known as Asper Marchesi. Gri,naldo is the boy, who it is charged, gave the whistle as 6 sig nal that Hennessy was approach ing on the night when the chief was shot to death in the streets of New Orleans. Grimaldi was confined in the prison at the time the citi- zens broke in and took vengeance for the death of Chief Hennessy, and is the one who, it will be remembered, saved his life by hiding under box in 8 cell across the corridor from the one in which his father, the elder Marcnesi, was crouching when his body was riddled with bullets. Consul Corte and the boy are on their way to Rome to give Marquis Rudini personal account of all that transpired in New Or leans. They left Washington for New York this afternoon and will sail for Flu rope either on the Majestic or the City of Berlin.
 A reporter called on MT. Corte this after noon and found him at home and willing to talk. The consul speaks English only indifferently and at times found great diff culty in expressing himself. 'I pray you," said he, "make it to state in your paper that all which has been said about me is false, absolutely. The very fact that the marquis has summoned me to Rome to confer with me on the situation is proof of the confidence imposed in me by my government. They desire me to talk over matters more freely and more in detail than can be done through the medium of letters. There is one thing 1 want to say right here to you for your paper, and that is that do not see any reason why the troubles in New Orleans should make any breach between two such friendly nations Guc U hlteo oIdLcS 1Ld1f, duu uOlu- ing shall say will be of a nature either to create or widen such breach. In the first place, do not have any fault to find with the population of New Orleans. They are a fine set of people, and, as a rule, they are opposed to all that has been done. The trouble is there is large class of know nothing people there who are hostile to foreigners, and the difficulties were all brought by them. I hold Mayor Shakes peare responsible for much that has taken place."
 When reference was made to the letter from the mayor to the governor asking that MT. Corte's recall be demanded, the latter became very much excited and said that he had been unfairly treated on all sides. "I have been misquoted, and much that have said has been omitted or dis torted into meaning what I never said. One trouble, you know, is that can take no official recognition of that extra judicial body, that committee of fifty. I only know the governor, the mayor and the judiciary. Oh, but that was shock ing outrage that was inflicted upon those helpless, imprisoned men in parish prison. Outrage, yes, for while there may have been criminals among their number, these men that were killed that day were, I be- lieve under heaven, innocent of the charge VI ACuACsS1, do lhlOCCuG Ol the charge as you or 1 are. But GaspaH Grimaldi, the boy who escaped that day, is up stairs, and will tell you what he saw if you wish"
 In few moments Gaspari came down well grown boy, as handsome as any young Corsican ever met with in fiction. He said that he was fourteen years and six months old, but that he had grown great deal since he had been put in jail. As he told his story he gradually became aroused and fairly acted out his tale:
 ''Da putta me in jail for whistling when da chief came," said the boy excitedly.
 tMe no whistle. Me know nodding abouta da whole thing. Me ladder was put in jail, too, and he was killed-killed for nod ding. Why, when they putta me in jail | me little boy so big. I no whistle. I no help kill Hennessy. Da put us all in differ ent rooms in da jail and wanta me to tella | all know. I know nodding and I no telle | a lie, even when rope put round ma mack, and den da day when they all broke in wid tremendous guns. We run up stairs and hide all und box, but head, aud look out and see me ladder cross da hall and der drops down and a big fatta man, big round man, broke da gun and put in | another bullet and da keep on shooting alta da men with some tremendous guns and some with pistols until they killed dem all. And den when almost alla kill the policemen come and make out to try save everyboda live. I know ds bigga man, we see him round the market place. Oh, down in data town a man shoota a man and da know da man shoota man da no punish him. Da putta me in prison for nodding and den da kills me ladder for nodding."