The San Francisco call., 1896-06-09

Secretary is not telling his intimates al
the details OF that visit, including the EN-.
ployment of body guard and two or three
detectives to hunt down the man who
caused him so much uneasiness and Incl.
dentally threatened to take his life.
Mr.. Morton arrived here May II, and
that night submitted to long interviews
in which "sound money" formed the prin
clpal part of his talk. The next afternoon
Mr. Morton's peace of mind was visibly
disturbed by the receipt of the following
letter:
OCCIDENTAL HOTEL May 13-4:30 P. NJ.
Secretary Norton, San Francisco: You -
goldbug, get out of California. You are -
liar and traitor 1t costs more to mine silver
than gold. To hell with you and Cleveland
You are all a lot of thieves and robbers. Now
you do not want to stop day longer in this
State We are patriots and bimetallists in Cal
ifornia and consider it duty to walk up to
- goldbug and shoot him down like hyena
for of the two hyena is preferable. N. s.
P. Sect out you - villain. Away from
the West. Our people are starving. Get out
of California or be shot dead. Ms.
That evening the Secretary dined with
some friends, and with much seriousness
read the letter to them. He wSs assured
that twas the work OF some playful fellow
who thought it smart to joke with one o1
of the Nations distinguished represen-
tatives.
Somewhat reassured Mr.. Morton re.
turned to his room, but hardly was he
at the door and the following was handed
him.
OCCIDENTAL HOTEL, May 13, 1896.
J. S. Morton, Palace Hotet-sIR: No goldbugs
are wanted in California. Get out of the State
or else have your - brains shot out. Go back
Washington
traltors-Grover, the plutocrat, and Sherman
the minion of Shylock. Get away from here
as fast as steam will carry you. Our people
are starving on the gold standard.
We propose to kill all such - villains as You,
and make room for honest men at the Govern
ment. Get out of California Immediately and
go back to Wall street, you thief, robber,
traitor, imposter and villain combined.
NATIVE Son.
P.S.-Fair warning Ms.
From this point the story differs little
from that told by the Secretary's friends.
Mr.. Morton, so it is said, imm ediately sent
to private detective agency and engaged
a man to go with him wherever business
or pleasure might call. That is to say, as
long as he was in San Francisco. His
friends claim that the Secretary was not
the least worried over the threatening let
ters, but to the contrary was inclined to
treat them as joke.
In any event, either he or his friends
thought enough of the situation to try and
find the author. For weeks the "sleuths"
have been following up every possible
clew, but, SO far, without avail. During
Mr.. Morton's brief stay in this City there
was rugged, rough-looking stranger near
at hand, whether the place was the the
ate1, the dining table or the streetcar.
Of course, Mr.. Morton was never in
the slightest danger of assassination
while in San Francisco, but nevertheless
his visit was much shorter than orig
inaily intended. Whether this was due
to the supposed leaden notes of the ''sil-
yer crank's" letters or longing for the
goldbugs of home will probably never be
known.
That Secretary Morton's visit to the
West convinced him that it was silver and
not gold the people wanted may be seen
from the following extract from an inter
view recently had in Washlngton:
There is no hope of electing gold can
didates anywhere in the West, and right
IN San Francisco, where they have more
than hundred million of gold coin in the
vaults OF their banks, where deposits are