The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1894-04-26
THE EDITOR AFRAID.
Defamer Of Col. James Hamil.
ton Lewis Won't Fight.
THE DUEL PRACTICALLY OFF.
Satisfaction Refused In Q Most Tngen-
tiemanly Manner-A Sslfloquy
Before Mirror.

SaS FRasciscc, April a5>-The Ereninr
Past continues tonight its facetioas COM
mens on the late caallenge TO mortal CON-
bat issued By Col. James Hamilton Lewis.
of Seattle. 20 Fremont Older. city editor Of
the CAL. The Posi- claims that il has at
tempted persisiently 10 secure Mr. 0lder's
views on the duel. but that genilem an,
whose sense of propriety in such matters
is very strict. has aniformly declined TO
he seer. Tel. Lewis was hardly less diff
cult 10 End, ard the Pest declares that =
reporter trailed him TO half the photo
graphic galleries IN town by the sweet
pomade with which the gallant Washing
tonian lubrtcates his hair. Finally. how
ever. says the veracious reporter. Col.
Lewis vas located in the northwest cor
ner of he Palace. engaged in an earnest
conversation with his reflection in the op-
posite mirror. The account continues:
Now. If / kill my traducer, said Maj.
]. Hamilton Lewis. what will be the re-
suitf | ask your pardon-pardon me.
Col. J. Hamilton Lewls-whar will be the
resuit?'
a dead man.
"'Horrihlee
The face in the mirror grew grave
Say | raise my pistol ,hgs-he stretched
out his hand toward the mirror, and the
bartender, mi<faking the motion. filled
his glass again-ana pink him an inch TO
the left o: the heart. Then there will he
b-l-u-d-his warm, red fluid, in which
Will wallow. and possibly. my throat
parehed with very thirst for revenge,
may be tempted to-
Here Gen. J. Hamilton Lewis emptied
his glass and carefully wiped his whiskers,
which are really luxurious.
Il will kill him If IL is absolutely neces-
sary. No, possibly If he apologies l will
ire into the air: have read of brave men
doing that. Still, il would be . lesson TO
him, he called me jay and said | was
have never been there in my life. At least,
not that l know of.
the reflection in the glass smiled dnbi-
ousiv at this. -
lift he should kill me7' The face
opposite that of ]. Hamilton Lewis be-
came very pale; the artistic nostriis quiv-
cred; moisture gathered At the roots oil the
hair; the corners of the mouth under the
Denver red whiskers dropped.
Col. Lewis, for The tirss time in his life,
did not smile at his own reflection.
IF he should Kill mef' The contem-
plation of this contingency seemed TO pain
Gen. Lewis. Then he seemed lost In
thought Suddenly he put forward his
hand. rs if 10 clasp that of his hated foe
and the harkeeper filed the glass"
The above account of Col. Lewis dia-
logue with himself is, of course. TO be
taken in q PickwicKian sense. As a mat
ter of fac: Col. Lewis was about the hotel
much as usual last night, entertained two
friends 1t dinner. aud altoge lher con-
Quoted himself with an elegant indiffer-
enee 10 the ire of raillery 10 which he has
recently been subjected. While il is doubs-
less true that he depiores the notorIety
which his so-calied challenge TO Older has
acquired, those who know him will net
doubt that he is prepared 10 stand by ali
his letter meant and all it implied, Or.
rather, all he meant II TO imny. The fol-
lowing note was sent to the Post this after
noon:
while thanking you for the correctness
of your interview with me in last evenings
issue of your bright journal, | would re-
specially beg that you do not link my
name with that of person calling himself
Col. or Gen. ]. Hamilton Lewis. From
information gathered a. considerable
trouble, | am assured there is no such per-
son in town. Yours respectfully.
Fremont OLDER"
1t /. possible that this communication
furnishes the keynote to Mr.. oider's con-
sisient policy Of silence.