The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1900-06-25
{ In Noman's Realm

r HE EvERHART matter recalls many memo.
ries conected with the family whose two
= representatives are now the objects of so
much attention-the solitary man In his
desolate home--the son in his prison cell. Any
thing more beautiful than the devotion that
existed between DIR. Everhart and his dead
wife during her lifetime would be difficult to
picture She the very "eycs Of him.
the blessing Of his home. The day she died he
said to the writer: "The light of my heart has
gone out. In all these years since she came to
me never knew her to be anything but sweet
and gracious and gentle. She never had a fret
ful tone for me, nor look that wasn't loving
and tender"
One recalls her faithful. earnest service in the
charities Of the city. As vice president OF the
Young Women's Christian association she gave
up the hours most women have for leisure and
recreation TO work often dstasteful and trying.
When the Womans paper was published from
this office, it was largely through her efforts
as business manager that the great financial
success was assured. In the church, in various
philanthropic organizations her enthusiasm was
an inspiration-yet in all this outside labor her
home came first. Frequently on her lips we're
the words. "The doctor will miss me, | must
hasten home" or 81 want to do this or that
for Eddie" She was a proud woman, in bear
ing, yet withal most gentle and conslderatc.
She was ambotious for her boy and latterly
so anxious during the long months Of her illness
from terrible and barRing malady multitude
of friends wept above her Casket tnat CAY in
St. Luke's church and wondered why this vo-
man, in the prime Of her beauty and useful
ness, should he taken away, when she was so
sorely needed. Not of that sorryn5 throng
wishes her back today.
And recalling it ALL ones thoughts must re-
vert to that lonely home its master, hc'rl'ss
because of his MANNED right hand sleeping al
most beneath the shadow of a midnight assas
sin. and the pity which no man need refuse
in the hour of trouble goes out toward him from
| many hearts in the deepest sincerity.
Those who criticize the parents living or
| dead, for laxty of discipline for indulgence or
| carelessness in rearing their boy are unfamiliar
| with this case. From earliest childhood he was
| taught only the good, was constrained by every
| possible influence to control his appetites and
| to be high princped, economical and honor
| able. Why has all this been in vain? People
| who have sons who good or bad but whose
| end they cannot yet see may answer this ques-
| tion il they can.
You should have seen WI, the Chinese min.
| lister the other day at the convention after the
| close Of the session. lie wandered about the
grounds and the people followed him gladly.
Who wouldn't? He wore a yellow Jacket Of glo-
surpass it--and innumerable medals and things
| strung around his neck and up and down his
| frock. 1t was a warm day but his various re-
lays OF petticoats were apparent the one on top
being the shortest and they increase in length
running in gradations of brilliant hue to hi;
funny turned toes. He had a queer cap differ
ing from any washee mans, with dignihed but
ton at its appex, and glstening pgtal hung
far down his back. He was certainly unlike any
| Chnaman most Of US ever have and
without knowing it one could feel that he must
be a great dignitary. And he was so gracious
and charming to the throng which surrounded
him and seemed to really enjoy their curious
| and interested gaze. Nobody thought of kid
mapping him as heritage for our poor mis-
sionaries over in the Flowcry Land, and in that
great crush Of people everybody allowed hin
goodly space on which to plant his oriental feet
for his presence was such that instructive re
spect was felt for him and his turbulent blood
thirsty people were forgotten.
Mrs. Thurston, the bride Of the senator, wal
a disappointment. She looks precisely like
lovely bisque doll, whose locomotive mechanism
is surprisingly perfect and whose complexion
must have been triumph to her maker. Pos
sibly it Is because OF her eyebrows and eye
lashes which are almost coorless, but she seem
to have absolutely no expression and one i
puzzled to know whether her pale hair is rea
or acquired II is like the most faXen type o
the fairest baby. She affects white and laverde
much and wears exquisite gowns She wrote al
article for one Of the Philadelphia paper
which was Just as coorless as her eyebrows.