The morning call., 1894-03-21

line, how soon can you get ready to marry
me? l may have to leave for Europe sud
denly.' / said, Willie, l can marry you
right away
after he had gone again l found a
revolver In his travelling sack, and it
awakened my suspicious because he had
told me so many lies. had telephoned to
Mr. Whitney and Mr.. Fairc bid and found
they had not seen him and did not expec
to. bad found there was 10 private car
rlagr where he said there as one waiting
Tor him. He acted so queer. too"
Mr.. Butterworth asked. did he act as
though he was in his right mind ?"
As much so a he has every day since
then. Laughter.1 He acted so uueerly that
my suspicious were aroused. I'm not sur
prised now, considering the position he
was in. / said: Are you going TO keep
your solemn promise to marry me? If not
/ am going to shoot you and myself with
the revolver [ found in your bag He
said: My darling, l am going to marry
you and that on the last of this month.
After that he wrote ME solemn letter
renewing his promise to marry me"
Mr.. Butterworth interrupting. Have
you that letter?"
Miss Pollard raised her arm impressive
ly, while every man in court leaned for
ward 10 catch her repy.
He took it away from me-" she said,
son the 18th day of May, with the vilest,
viIest Iie''
After the letter was written, and before
the 18th OF May, Miss Pollard continued,
Colonel Breckinridge had sent her
flowers; had talked to her of their future
married life. Speaking of this meeting,
she said. pointing her finger directly al the
white-haired Congressman, sitting with
his head bowed on his brea ST and the eyes
of the room full of men upon him: II
think / saw some hing near look of pity
on his fpce that day more so than had
ever seen before. / think be had a con-
science that day and was really sorry for
what he had done"
did you and he ever have any scenes
before these unfortunate occurrences ?"
asked Mr.. Butterworth.
Life could not be altogether pleasant
with any one living with Colonel Breckin-
ridge. People had sent me an anonymous
letter about him." [Laughterl
Mr.. ButterwOrlh b then veered around his
oss-questioning 10 the visits of Miss Pol
lard and Colonel Breck lnridge 10 the office
of the Washington Chief Of Police. Miss
! Pollard's story of these visits differs in
minor details from the tale of Maj n Moore
and was in greater elaboration. She had
gone to the house in Jefferson place where
Mr.. Breckinridge was stopping with Mrs.
Wing. She strode into the room where
they were and both of them cowed behind
the door. Reproducing the impera tive
| In hiah -l,a u
| lard continued:
IL said to him, Come with me, vii
| y0u?" AID he came"
This recital evoked a shout of laughter
Colonel Breckinridge had seated himseii
in chair in Majnr MoOre's office. removed
his ha', and hopping his brow breached
the major with this introduction: Major,
| this is one of the tragedies of life.' Then
| be proceeded to announce, There is a
proba ability this young woman will shoot
me. She threatens 10 take my HE. '-Meiar
Moore demonstrated that IL could not be as
bad as Colonel Breckenridge had told him.
She had demonstrated with him saying
Willie, WHY is it necessary to tell all
these things p BE had stepped over to
her to put his arm around and 10 quiet
| her, and had then repeated his remark 10
the chief. Major. this is one OF the TRACE
dies of life.'
This Characteristic remark, reproduced
in the orig nal manner, raised another
| laugh.
After answering many other unpleasant
| questions, during which the plaintiff FREE
quently sobbed. the court adjourned for
the day. Colonel Breckenridge turned
around and smiled what was probably a
| forced smile, for he walked from the court
house to the Office OF his lawyers with his
head bent in detected way.