Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-02-28
RESULT OF A DUEL.
A Young German Banished for Badly
Wounding his Stepbrother.
BOTH STUDENTS AT nEIDELBURG.
A Noble Loiger in Cell at Allegheny Gen.
tral Station.
HIS SAD EXPERIENCE IN A BLIZZARD


who calls himself "James Englehart," not
says, he does not want to disgrace his
family name by wearing it in such places.
Because of his manner of dress he is known
to the station house officials as the Little
German Dude" He wears black Prince
Albert that would do excellent duty as q
mirror, and over that he sports a light over
coat just long enough to show a couple
inches of the black one. His general make
up is that of o man who knows how to dress
if he only had something to dress with.
Before retiring for the night on the hard
bench in the old cell he removes his coats
and carefully lays them away, knowing
only too we'll that many another week must
come and 60 before he can afford a change
of raiment.
Englehart last evening told strange and
interesting story of the ways of 4 wanderer,
and why he finds himself compelled to seek
shelter from the cold in so cherries place
as police station. He is very reticent.
and seldom condescends to talk of his
troubles, but occasionally the load becomes
SO heavy that he feels better after talk to
some one, no matter if to a stranger, who
cares very little about it.
His Father Was a NobIeman.
81 was born in Bavaria" said he, "and
for 10 years lived happily with my father
and mother. My father belongs to the
nobility, and as 1 was the only son, would.
of course, succeed him in the title. About
the time 1 was 10 years old my mother died,
and there was where my trouble began.
Father married an old flame of his, who was
then widow with son of about my age.
After that the intruder got all the favors,
and was thrown in the background.
I'VE were both started off to Heidelburg
University, to finish our educations. We
were given the same advantages, same
amount OF spending money, etc., but at vaca-
tion time I could see that his greeting was
the warmest, and I seemed to find only a
cold place in the hearts of my father and his
new wife. This state of affairs lasted until
1 was 20 years old-that was four years ago.
We quarreled almost daily, at school or at
home, and the end Of it was that a duel was
arranged between us BY the other students.
SIT was one of those German university
affairs, in which neither combatant is ex-
pected to do much damage, but the ami
mostly of years seemed to break forth in this
one contest, and we fought with the greatest
ferocitv. Both had had good training with
the sword, and it was some time before either
gained any decided advantage.
A Sword Thrust Did 1t All.
"He tired OF the hard work, though, while
1 seemed to grow fresher, and the result
was that he received most severe wound
one that it was at first thought would prove
fatal. Of course it was impossible to keep
the matter quiet, and my father and his
wife were soon at his bedside. They ac-
cepted his story, and would listen to no ex-
PLANTATION on my part. My father gave me
enough money to land me in America and
turned me away forever.
81 was very little disheartened, for 1 had
grown to detest everybody under the guise
OF friend. 1 hated the world and cared lit
tie what became of me. Upon landing in
America l decided to try working in the
garden, as I had made botany a special
study. 1 soon tired of that, however. and
started West. 1 believed that there was
good chance to make my future out there in
silver mining. 1 went to Colorado and
secured work, but it las very hard labor
for small remuneration
"Then 1 was continually getting into
trouble with the rough fellows who called
me a Dutch tenderioot hardly worth the
killing Several times 1 had narrow
bullet wounds. Sometimes 1 rather liked
the excitement, but 1 decided that that was
not good way to die and concluded to join
the United States regular army.
Started Out to Be Soldier.
'It was the dead of winter and had very
little money, but that did not stop me.
was bound to go, even if 1 had to walk, and
50 started for the nearest army post. While
trudging along 1 consoled myself that 1
would soon have at least good place to
sleep and plenty to eat.
"All went we'll and began to feel quite
gay until was within few miles OF my
destination, when the sky darkened, and
almost before knew it l was in the midst
of blizzard. Blinded by the storm, I
hardly knew what to do, but kept on the
move, knowing that to stop meant certain
death. But no man can long stand it in
Western blizzard, and it was not many
hours before was exhausted. 1 cared little
how soon 1 died, as lie had no charms for
me. How long before lost consciousness /
don't know, but it seemed like an age
1.-THE next thing 1 knew was lying in a
Deu-ludO Is, IL WOulu nave
been comfortable to one who was not lust
awakening from the effects of hours in
blizzard. 1t was in the barracks OF the post
and 1 learned that squad of cavalrymen
had picked me up and carried me more dead
than alive to the fort. There the surgeon
put in some hard work, and at last sue
ceeded in saving my life.
The End of His Ambition.
"I told them what wanted, but was in
formed that it was no use. The fingers on my
right hand and three on my left had been
frozen off, and 1 was no longer fit to become
a soldier. Tingling with pain in every part
of my anatomy 1 had failed to see that was
virtually without hands. 1t almost broke my
heart to lie there and think that now l could
not even do honest work, and must beg or
go to the almshouse.
1.-THE soldiers took splendid care of ME,
and refused TO allow me to leave until sum-
mer. Then they gave me some money and
clothing and started me out TO do as best 1
could. 1 travelled East, visited ST. Louis,
Cincinnati, etc., and after nearly three wears
here am in the Allegheny station house.
L. is not the first time have slept in q cell
because Of my poverty and will not be the
last time. All ! can do is to live by begging
until ! die, for my father will never relent,
and even if he did he would not know
where to find me, as would rather beg from
strangers"
And having relieved his mind, the born
nobleman rolled over on his hard bed and
went to sleep, the sleep of poverty.