Evening star., 1901-05-04


One morning. when returning from the
springs, he met Randolph and. politely
raising his hatss said, Good morning, MI.
Randolph
Who are you, sir?" said the aristocrat.
Il am the merchant tailor who made
your breeches," Ballard replied
Major Breeches,' said Randolph, Il
never heard of him.
Ballard.
We'll. sir. I paid for them, didn't I3'
and off the Roanoker moved.
Another RandoIphism.
Another Of this mans sarcasms took
place, as related. near his house. 1t was
this: A young man who had just reached
his majority was anxious to see the can
didate for whom he expected to cast his
first vote. and riding by Randoph's house
called to servant standing in the piazza
to know if his master was at home. NO,
Sir said the servant. he has gone 10 the
post office" "Ah.' said the youth, then
1 shall meet him" AS he neared the Of
flee he Randolph mounting his horse
and, approaching him, said: Good morn
ing, Mr.. Randolph, am glad to meet you.
l have just passed your house" Il hope
you'll always do so, SIR" said this ever-in-
sulting man of Roanoke.
1t is said of Randolph that on his dying
bed. like enc of the French atheists. his
last words were: "Remorse! Remorse! Re-
morse!' Who can wonder at that?
4 Schoolmate of Peggy O'Neal.
And now We'll take up Mrs. Eaton's
career in part. She was the oldest Of the
O'Neal children; was schoolmate of mine
at the school Of Thomas Gunton. father Of
the late DR.. William Gunton. for several
years president of the Bank Of Washing
ton. He had an older son called after
himself. A number Of the late old men of
our city were pupils at the Gunton School
1 recall the late General James Augustus
Pleasonton, four of the sons of Dr. Bruff-
Thomas, a midshipman in the navy. who
died on the West India station; Joseph
GoldsbOro Of the land office, lately de-
ceased, and Schuyler and Theodore, who
published a newspaper in Norfolk or Ports
mouth. Va. and, think, died there; also
Hamilton Mechlin, James and George
Lowry-George at one time president Of
the Metropolis Bank-and many others
whose names are now lost to memory.
Mrs. Eaton, then called Peggy ONea1
was leading actor at the Gunton School,
as she afterward was among the families
of Jackson's cabinet. until she caused
their separation, and the President, to pre-
vent more serious rupture, sent her hus-
band, General Eaton, to Spain minister
there. After Mr.. O'Neals death the family
moved to another house owned by them.
the yellow-front dwelling on the north
side of | three or four doors west of Goth
street. Don de Oru, the Spanish minister,
had occupied the house several years be-
fore and lived there during his stay in
this country.
her life by contracting a marriage with a
man less than half her age and far below
the positions of either of her former huS-
bands. Timberlake and Eaton. This was
an italian dancing master. He fooled her
out of all her property, converted 1t into
money and decamped to his native coun-
try, never to return. She was thus made
entirely dependent on relatives or connec-
mr. rar11 inc f0 ha ip1a n hpr
death. Her grave Is in Oak Hill cemetery
among the remains of her fathers family
which she had removed from the old Hol-
mead burying ground. then crowded to
overlooking and falling into disuSe and
desecration.
Adjoining the Gunton school house, which
was about 100 feet east of Mr.. . Meals
hostery there stood and still stands an cx-
ira large three-story brick dwelling erected
early in the last century by Mr.. Caldwell
of Philadelphia. This house about 1870 was
occupied by Mr. Canning, then British min
lister to the United States His equipage
similar to those Of Mr.. Baggott. This
style is now laid aside, and foreign minis
terS appear among us in apparel and IN all
other respects similar to our own people
except at levees, when they wear the In
sigma of their positions.
The Famous Lorenzo Dow.
Opposite Mrs. Eaton's dwelling, ON the
small triangular reservation bounded by I.
Goth street mad Pennsylvania avenue, there
stood in the days we are writing about
small market house. By permission of the
city authorities, public meetings We're oc-
casionally held there by itinerant preach
ers. Among them the then generally we'll
known Lorenzo Dow frequently spoke to
the gathering crowds. I have more than
once listened to him there. He was a Very
earnest man, and held his audiences inter-
ested. He was Of quick wit and l have
heard of one occasion of Its exercise in
which he achieved signal success and ST.
fenced scoffers at sacred things. The scene
of this tilt between the good man and his
assailants l will call them, was in central
New York. At village there man named
Bush was the boniface. His tavern was
the stopping place Of Judge Root when on
his circuit The judge and the landlord
were atheisticaI. at least, had little rever-
ence for sacred things, and Mr.. Dow, then
preaching in the locality, put up at the
Bush tavern. The judge and his host
planned between them to have a little
amusement out Of the preacher. So invit-
ing him into the sitting room after supper,
the judge said: Mr.. Dow, we have fre-
quently heard you say much about heaven
pray. sir. will you tell what sort of a place
it is?' Pausing a moment for reflection,
the preacher replied: Certainly, my
friends. Heaven, sirs, is a vast expanse of
smooth and level country, and there is
neither root nor bush in it, and it is to
be feared there never will be-" The mag
istrate and boniface were silent, and there
came not another summons to meet the
champion Of religion.
Lorenzo Dow died in this city and was
buried in the old Holmead burying ground
VIM. W. BIRTH.
Jnpanese Pilgrims.
From Good Words.
The Japanese peasants, when they get
themselves up for the business of pill