The herald., 1894-01-01

the price you have to pay for iame."
With we'll accentuated shudder he
replied. II wish to God somebody else
had IT."
lie was shortly after arraigned, plead
innocent and was taken hack to his cell.
An interview under such circum-
stances was very much calculated to inn
press itself on any one. A great popu-
lar denomination, right or wrong, is
calculated to Undue one with it's ma.
jestv, and certainly the people OF New
York showed their reprobation Of
Stokes's crime with great energy and
spontaneity. Within day or two after
Stokes's arrest it began to be noticed
that his raven black hair was turning
gray. Either naturally or through some
artificial aids his moustache retained it's
dark hue. Islmost fancied that could
see tho change under the howls OF the
mob, as one sometimes fancies one can
hear grass grow.
Three days after his arrsignment in
this dramatic fashion, | took Col. J. X.
Kerr OF Pittsburg up to the tombs to see
Stokes. Colonel Kerr was q brother Of
Michael @. Kerr, the Democratic speaker
of the house of representatives. Stokes
received us politely. His hair had by
this time turned altogether white. His
counsel were making desperate fight
for time, which they we'll knew was the
only thing that could save Stokes's neck.
Singularly enough he was highly en-
bittered at the idea OF delay, and dis
cussed their dilatoriness in very caussic
terms. While not crazy, he regarded
himself as victim, and seemed to
think that in shooting Fisk in
treacherous and pusillanimous manner,
he mad done something meritorious
rather than otherwise. The sagacity Of
his attorneys saved his life. This brief
note OF his arraigpment and pfison life
would not be complete without mention
OF the fact that on the occasion of an
other visit to the Tombs to see Stokes,
| saw Josie Mansfield take her carriage
at the main entrance OF that bastile after
her ouandam lover had sent down a
peremptory message that ne would not
eee her. After others of her kind, the
Mansfield doubtless conscled herself
with other lovers. By the way, the tel
egrsph advised US the other day that
the Mansfield is now in Paris, playing
some unutterabls role of vice, God
knows what. In 1872 she was ia.
enough to disenchant anyone who had
not come purpose to serve.
The next and last time saw Stokes
was in 1871 think that was the year.
He had just served out his seven years
sentence in the New York peniteniiary.
was sitting in ths office OF the Palace
hotel watngrocm when that elega nj
figure, never to be forgotten, sauntered
in. An unavoidable geam OF recogni-
ton flashed to my eyes. He felt that
lie had met me before, but as [ was not
desrous OF refreshing his memory with
the circumstances OF our meetings-a
rather embarrassing Iole--I threw into
my eyes all OF the abstention of express
sion that might attach itself to q
Stoughton water bottle. q 1t was the
same old Stokes. The same disfiRgue
sir, the same white hair and black
moustache, the same fauilless acme of
the tailor's art. II made up iay mind
that somebody on the Pacific Coast was
marked out for sacrifice, and threw NV
sell into an introversive mood, in which
| dealt out disaster to unknown persone
in whose welfare l could scarcely be
expected to take a great interest. l
cheerfully resigned to Providence the
task OF taking care OF those
in whom it had any interest,
including the as yet unshorn lamb, who
would doubtless be attended to after it
had lost its flsece-on the principle OF
tempering the wind to the shorn lamb.
1t was useless to have care for those
who still had their feeces. Those, |
felt convinced we're to be turned over to
the smooth stranger.
have referred to the cowardly nature
OF Stokes's assassination of Fisk, and
he has been generally put down as a
coward. During his stay in San Fran
cisco in 1879 circumstance occurred
that, in the opinion OF many persons
who despised Stokss, had tendency to
disturb this last idea. l was walking
down Montgomery street one day VIII en-
petite and beautiful woman with q
limp passed along. She belonged to the
hall world, and WAS we'll known. Her
story was told me by a club man.
When Stokes arrived in San Francisco
she quickly proved to be one of his
innumerable light o. loves. His la-de-
dab air, black mountache and white
hair made her an instant victim, pretty
much in common with her whole tribe.
She was the mistress of q wealthy
Hebrew, who was infatuated with her.
AS the story ran, and it is doubtless
true, Stokes took her to Marchand's one
evening to dine. They were assigned to
apartments in the second story. While
the repast was under wey the man who
maintained the woman was heard max.
ing scene al the door. The demi-
mondaine became very much excited
almost TO the point OF Mysteries.
"For whom is your anxiety ?" asked
Stokes. "For me or for that man ?"
"Oh, for you, of course" replied mis-
companion.