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The Washington times., 1904-02-22
N'GOVERN PLANS
TO REGAIN CROWN
Abe Attell and Yanger His
Next Opponents.
CAN MAKE THE WEIGHT
Featherweight Championship Will Be
Legitimately His If He Beats
Both Men.
CAN MAKE THE WEIGHT

Terry McGovern, the former feather
weight champion, still hopes to wear the
featherweight crown.
The clever little Brooklynite believes
that he sees the championship within his
grasp once more. He has planned 70
meet either Abe Attell or Benny Yanger.
two clever fea therweights. Atte0 is now
considered by many as the legitimate
featberweight champion, as IL is weRl
known that Corbett can no Longer
make the weight In fact, Corbett re-
Gently admitted that he was no longer
lightweight
Was for Championship.
When AtteH fought Harry Forbes it
was understood that the championship
went TO the winner. BY defeating At
tell and Yanger, McGovern believes he
would earn the claim to the champion
ship. as he can easily make the feather
weight limit.
Although sanguine that he can easily
dispose of any OF the featheTWeiShts
now before the public, II Is his one de-
sire 70 get one more chance at his con-
queror, Young Corbett. BY meeting Cor
bett McCiOvern says he realizes that
ne would be going out OF his class, Dul
that COrbett is the only man that ne
would agree 10 with such terms lie
says he viii agree TO fight COrbett a.
130 pounds If he ever gets the chance
Will Not Meet Hanlon.
Speaking Of his plans the other day
McGovern said: My next fight will be
in the summer with either Attell or Ben
ny Yanger. who are both topnotch feath
erweights have received offers tC
fight Eddie HanlOn, but I have declined
them because Hanlon cannot make ms
weight which is 12T pounds
With COrbett | viii agree to any rea-
sonabIe weight still believe that j car
turn the tables on the champion, and
am anxious to get just one more chance
at him in the ring.
What do / think of the Corbest-Sulli-
van bout2 Wen. Sullivan will give th'
champion a harder battle than he eN
poets and Britt will give him the great
est battle of his life. Just watch that
fight. II won't be all Corbett.'
McGovern says he will not enter Tn
ring earlier than June
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McCaferty a Breeder.

John j. McCanerty, long and favor
ably known on the turf in the triple
capacity Of jockey, trainer. and owner
added 70 his many vocatiOns last week
by coming forth as a successful breeder
OF winning race horses He won on
Wednesday with New Mown Hay. the
1rst filly that he ever bred and trained
McCanerty bought her dam. Red Clover
when she was in foal to Ben Brush
At Lon Jones' farm, near Louisville
McCanerty has six mares. Among the
lot are Cleora. for which he refused
an offer of S11 900 from Richard Croker
She is in foal to The Kentuckian.
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VIII Not Meet HanlOn,
EXPLOSION OF GAS.

Gas accumulated in conduit Of the
United States Electric Light Company
at Thirty-siXth and NJ Streets. caused
terrific explosion about 8 o'clock lasC
evening. The covering OF the manhoIe
was blown In the air and has not been
seen since the explosion. No one was
injured.
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SUNDAY FEAST FREE.

TWO capons, one chicken and a lot OF
groceries valued at 5000. and a bask,
were stolen from Cook Brothers delivery
wagon while Il was standing I'm front
OF house on L Street northwest Sat
urday evening. The police have been
asked 10 look for the thief
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against Devlin. The stewards viii begin
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a demand that II the charges be not
found true the instigators be ruled off
the turf
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The Saint Paul globe., 1904-06-26

was in waiting to try me. All night
I had been pacing up and down. try
ing to bring my brain to think of
points-points In my defense. 1t was
very difficult. ] knew that must
keep cool, be calm, be lucid, be con-
vincing, and my brain had reeled at
times. even IN the darkness of the cell.
1 knew it had reeled, because / re-
membered that once I had fallen
against the stone of one Of the walls,
and once against the door. Here, in
the light, with only a door between
myself and the last scene, 1 regained
my hold. I was going to fight every
inch from start to finish.
A hubbub of expostulation was going
on at the third door. My turnkey call
ed suddenly:
ourn," and my father ran huntedIy into
the room. He began an endless tale OF
hackney coachman who had stood In
front of the door Of his coach to pre-
vent his number being taken; of
crowd of caddee- SmaSheFs, who had
hustled him and filched his purse. "Of
course, l made a fight for it." he said,
"a damn good fight, considering. It's
in the blood. But the watch came, and,
in shorten such an occasion as this
there is no time for words|I passed
the night in the watch-house. Many
and many a night I passed there when
and Lord. But / am losing time"
you amt fit to walk the streets of
London alone, sir" the turnkey said.
My father gave him a corner Of his
narrow lidded eyes. My man." he
said, Il walked the streets with the
highest in the land before your mother
bore you in Bridewell, or whatever jail
it was"
"oh, no offense," the turnkey NUT
tered.
A man with one eye poked his head
suddenly from behind the grand Jury
door. He jerked his head in my direc-
tion
"Now, then, in with that carrion.
D'you want TO keep the judges wait
ing?"
1 stepped through the door straight
down into the dock; there was a row of
spikes in the front of it. 1 wasn't
afraid; three men in enormous wigs
and ermine robes faced me: four in
like parrots on a branch. A fat man,
bareheaded, with gilt chain round his
neck, slipped from behind into a seat
beside the highest placed judge. He
was wiping his mouth and munching
with his jaws. On each side of the
judges, beyond the short-wigged as
SCISSORS, were chairs full of ladies and
gentlemen. I wondered why young
girl with blue eyes and pink cheeks
Uttered and shrugged her shoulders.
/ did not know what was amusing.
A man was bawling out a number Of
names. Peter Plimley gent,
any challenge Lazarus CO.
hen, merchant, any challenge. ="
The turnkey beside me leant with
his back against the spikes. He was
talking to the man who had called us In.
The other man said, Ssh"
His old dad give me five sinners to
put him UP to thing If / could" the
turnkey said again.
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were too strong for them, thin, bent
man stood there in a brilliant new
court coat. His face was meager in
the extreme, the nose and cheekbones
polished and transparent like a bigar-
oon cherry. A thin tuft of reddish hair
was brushed back from his high, shin
ing forehead. 1t was my father. He
exclaimed:
What, Jackie, boy! How old you
loOk!" then waved his arms towards
me. I'm trouble?" he said. You in
trouble ?"
He rubbed his thin hands together,
and looked round the place with
cultured mans air of disgust. / said.
"Father!" and he suddenly began to
talk very fast and agitatedly of what
he had been doing for me- Ny
mother, he said, was crippled with
rheumatism, and Rooksby and Veroni-
ca on the preceding Thursday had set
sail for Jamaica. He had read to my.
mother. beside her bed, the newspaper
containing an account of my case and
she had given him money, and he had
started with violent haste for London.
The haste and the rush were still daZ-
ing him. He had lived down there in
the farmhouse beneath the downs, with
the stackyards under his eyes, with his
books of verse and his few prints on
the wall My God, how it all came back
to me.
Whilst he talked to me there, lines of
verse kept coming to his lips; and, after
the habitual pleasure of the apt quota
ton, he felt acutely shocked at the in
appropriateness OF the place. And he
had tried SO hard, in his emergency, to
be practical. When he had reached
London, before even attempting to see
me, he had run from minister to minis
ter trying to influence them In my favor
and he reached me in Newgate with
nothing at all effected.
l seemed to know him then, so inti-
mately, so much better than anything
else in the world.
He began, II had my idea in the up
coach last night. I thought, "A very
great parsonage was indebted to me in
the old days (more indebted than you
are aware of, Johnnie). I will inter-
cede with him. That was why my first
step was to my old tailor's in Conduit
street. Because what is fit
for a farm for a palace were low" He
stopped. reflected, then said, What is
fit for the farm for the palace were
low"
He. felt across his coat for his breast
pocket. 1t was what he had done years
and years ago, and all these years be-
tween, inscribe ideas for lines of verse
in his pocketbook. 1 said:
You have seen the king?''
His face heightened a little. Not
seen him. But / found one of the
dukes secretaries, pleasant young
fellow not such as we used
to be. But the duke was kind enough
to interest himself Perhaps my name
has lived in the land. I was called
Curricle Kemp, as may have told you,
because l drove a vermilion, one with
green and gilt wheels. > 3"
His face, peering at me through the
bars, had, for a moment, a flush of
pride. Then he suddenly remembered.
and, as if to propitiate his own reproof,
he went on:
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mo. no, sir! You have done all
that anyone could; you couldn't break
these walls down. Nothing else would
help"
Small, hopeless sobs shook him con-
tfnualy. And remembered that, now
that / could communicate with the out
er air, 1t was absolutely easy; he would
save my life. 1 said: Look up the
addresses of Kingston planters, if any
are in London. They could testify that
was in Jamaica all the while Nikola
Ell Escoces was in Rio Medfo.''
My father was fidgeting to be gone.
He had his line marked for him, and a
will directing his own. He was not
the same man. But I particularly told
him to send me a lawyer first of ALL
Yes, yes" he said, Il shall be able
to be of use to the solicitor. AS a rule
they are men of no great perspica-
city,
And he went hurriedly away.
The real torture, the agony Of sus-
penSe began then. Steadied my nerves
by trying to draw up notes for my
speech to the jury on the morrow. That
was the turkeys idea.
He said. SLAP your chest, peal to
the honor of a British gent, and pitch
it in strong"
1t was not much good; I could not
keep to any logical sequence Of thought,
my mind was forever wandering to
what my father was doing. I pictured
him In his new blue coat, running agi-
tatedly through crowded streets, his
coat-tails flying behind his thin legs
The hours dragged on, and It was a
matter Of minutes. I had to hold upon
the table edge to keep myself from
raging about the cell. I tried to bury
myself again in the scheme for my de-
tense. / wondered whom my father
would have found. There was a man
called Cary who had gone home from
Kingston. He had bald head and
blue eyes he must remember me. If
he would corrOborate! And the lawyer,
when he came, might take another line
of defense. 1t began to fall dusk slow
ly, through the small barred windows.
The entire night passed without a
word from my father. l paced up and
down the whole time, composing
speeches to the jury. And then the day
broke. I Gained myself with a sort OF
frantic energy.
Early the jailer came in, and began
fussing about my CELL
Case comes on about l." he said.
Grand jury at 1890. No fear they
won't return true bill. Grand jury,
five West India merchants. They
means to have you. 'Torney General.
S'lic'tor General, S'r Robert Mead and
fiye jurors again you. You
take my tip. Throw yourself on the
mercy Of the court, and make rousing
speech with a young 'ooman in it. Not
that you'll get much mercy from them
They admir'ity jedges is all hangers.
S we say, tOncet the anchor goes up
in the Old Bailey, there aint no hope
We begins to clean out the c'ndemned
cell, here. Sticks the anchor up over
their heads, when it is hadmir'lty case"
he commented.
1 listened to him with strained at
tention. made up my mind to miss
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-06-26

Il saw the secretary of state. and he
assured me. very civilly, that not even
the highest parsonage in the land.
>" He dropped his voice, Jackie.
boy, he said, his narrow -lidded eyes
peering miserably across at me, there's
not even hope of reprieve after
wards"
/ leaned my face wearily against the
iron bars What, after all, was the use
of fighting If the Lion were not back?
Then. suddenly. as the sound of his
words echoed down the bare, black cor
ridors, he seemed to realize it. His
face grew absolutely white, he held his
head erect as if listening to a distant
sound. And then he began to cry
horribly. and for a long time
1t was 1 that had to comfort him.
His head had bowed at the conviction
of his hopeless uSeleSsness; all through
his own life he had been made ineffect-
ual by his Indulgence in perfectly inno-
cent. perfectly trivial enjoyments, and
now, in this extremity of his only son.
he was rendered almost fantaStically
of no avail.
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-06-26
CO..:

THE Lions home" l repeated.
The turnkey snarled, She was post
ed as missing five days ago"
l couldn't believe it was true.
L saw it in the papers," he grum-
bled on. Il dursent tell YOU" He
continued violently, BLOW my dickey.
1t would make d cat sick"
My sudden exaltation, my sudden
despair gave way to. indifference.
"Oh, coming, coming!" he shouted,
in answer TO an immense believing cry
that loomed down the passage with
out
l heard him grumble. "Of course. Of
course. l shan't make a penny" Then
he caught hold of my arm. Here,
come along. someone to see you in the
yard"
He pulled me along the noisome.
black warren of passages. slamming
the inner door viciouSly behind him.
l went and peered through the bars
at a faint object pressed against the
bars
What. Jackie, boy: what. Jackie?"
Blinking his eyes, as if the dim light
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-06-26

a fiend in human shape, as we shall
prove with the aid of the most respect-
able witnesses. ."
The man in the wig sat down. and
before / understood what was happen
ihgs tat, rosy mantle attorney
seheral-Whose cheerful gills gave him
grOtesque resemblance to a sucking
pig, was calling Edward Sadler," and
the name blared like sudden fire leap
Ing up all over the court The attor-
ney general wagged his gown into a
KIND OF bunch behind his hips, and a
man, young, fair, with reddish beard
and a shiny suit of clothes sprane into
little box facing the jury. He bowed
neryously in several directions, and
laughed gently; then he looked at me
and ScoWled. The attorney general
cleared his throat pleasantly .
Mr. Edward Sadler, you were, on
May 25th, chief mate of the good ship
The fair man with the beard told his
story of the ship with it's cargo OF cof-
fee and dye wood; it's good passage
past the Gran Caymanos; the becaIm-
ing OF the Cuban shore in latitude SO
and so, and the boarding of black
schooner, calling itsefF a Mexican prI-
Xateer. could see all that
The prisoner at the bar came along
side in boat. with seventeen Span
lards." he said, in a clear, expression
less voice, looking me full in the face
called out to the old judge, my
Lord | protest. This is per-
jury. 1 was not the man. 1t was Mich
OILS, Nova Scotian.''
MIR. Baron GarroW rOared, Silence"
his face suffused with blood.
Old Lord Stowell quavered. "You
must respect the procedure. -" o."
Am l TO hear my life sworn away
without word?" I asked.
He drew himself frostily into his
robes. God forbid" he said; but att
the proper time you can cross examine.
if you think fit''
The attorney general smiled at the
jury box and addressed himself to Sad
Ter, with an air Of patience very much
tried:
You swear the prisoner is the man? ?"
The fair man turned his sharp blue
eyes upon me. I called. For Gods
sake, don't perjure yourself You are
decent man."
No, I won't swear" he said slowly.
Il think he was. He had his face black
ened then, Of course. When / had
sight of him at the Thames Court I
thought he was; and seeing the Span
1sh evidence, | don't see where's the
The Spanish evidence is part of the
plot" I said.
The attorney general snickered. go
on. Mr.. Sadler,'' he said. Lets have
the rest of the plot unfolded''
A turyman laughed suddenly, and re-
sumed an abashed sudden silence
Sadler swent on to tell the old story
/ saw it all as he spoke; only
gaunt. shiny-faced. yellow Nichols was
chewing and hitching his trousers in
place Of my Tomas, with his sanguine
oaths and jerked gestures. And there
was Nichols wanton, aimless ferocity.
He had two pistols which he fred
twice each, while We were hosting the
studd1ng- sails by his order, to keep up
with the schooner. He fired twice into
the crew. One of the men hit died
afterwards ."
Later another vessel. an American,
had appeared in the offing, and the
pirates had gone in chase of her. He
finished. and Lord Stowell moved one
of his ancient hands. 1t was as If a
gray lizard had moved on his desk,
little toward me.
Nov, prisoner" he said. ,se..ss
(To be continued)
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| didn't catch his meaning until an
old man with very ragged gown was
handing up book to a row of others
In box so near that l could almost
have touched them. Then / realized
that the turnkey had been winking to
at the highest of the judges:
Il protest against that jury. 1t Is
packed. Half of them, at least, are
West Indian merchants"
There was stir all over the court
L realized then that what had seemed
only mass of stuffs of some sort
were human being all looking at me.
The Judge | had called to opened a
PAIR or dim eyes upon me, clasped and
unclasped his hands, very dry. ancient.
angrily
Nonsense. 1t Is too late. .
Fhey are being sworn. You should
nave spoken when the names were
read. Underneath his wig was an inn
eyes.
said. TT is scandalous. You want
to murder me. How should I know
what you do In your courts? / say
the jury is packed"
The very old judge closed his eyes,
opened them again. then gasped out;
Silence. We are here to try Won.
This is court of law"
The turnkey pulled my sleeve under
cover of the thanking Treat him
civil" he whispered, Lord Justice
StoWeli, of the Hadmir'lty. 'Tother's
Baron Garrow, Of the Common Law:
beast; him as hanged that kid. You
can sass him; it doesn't matter"
Lord Stowell waved his hand to the
clerk with the ragged gown; the book
passed from hand to hand along the
faces of the jury. the clerk gabbling
all the while The old judge said sud-
denly. in an astonishingly deep, ma
jeStfc voice:
Prisoner at the bar, you must
understand that we are here to give
you an impartial trial, according to the
laws or this land. If you desire advice
as to the procedure of this court you
can have it,"
said. Il still protest against that
jury. l am an innocent man, and"
He answered querulously, "Yes. yes,
afterwards" And then creaked, Now
the Indictment 80
Someone hidden from me by three
barrtsters began to read in loud voice
not very easy to follow. I caught:
For that the said John Kemp, alias
Nichols, alias NikoIa Ell Escoces. alias
el Demonio. alias ell Diabeletto, on the
twelfth of May last, did feloniously
and upon the high seas practically
torla um um
the properties of Hyman Co
hen and others and did steal
and take therefrom $50 barrels of cof-
fee Of the value Of um
um - UNI :
1O1 barrels of coffee of the value Of
ninetyfour half kegs .
and divers others"
gave an immense sigh. :"
That was it, then. I had heard Of the
Victoria; it was when / was at Horton
that the news Of her loss reached US.
Old Macdonald had sworn; it was the
day negro called Apollo had taken
to the bush. I ought to be able to
prove that. Afterwards, one Of the
judges asked me if I pleaded guilty or
not guilty. l began a long wrangle
about being John Kemp but not Niko-
la Ell Escoces. was going to fight
every inch of the way. They said:
you will have your say afterwards.
At present, guilty or not gui1ty?"
I refused to plead at all; was not
the man. The third judge woke up,
and said hurrtedly:
THAT is plea of not guilty, enter
it as such" Then he went to sleep
again. The young girl on the bench
beside him laughed joyously, and Mr..
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-06-26
CHAPTER III.

"HE first decent word had spoken
to me after that for months