The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1908-12-12
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: NEWS, VIEWS AND GOSSIP I
, OF NEW YORK.
By Glenn Guernsey.

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NEW YORK, Dec. 12-NOi since
the jellyfish soul of Chester Gillette
was catapulted into the hereafter by
an unfeeling electrical engineer-nOt
since the mailman of Matteawan re-
lapsed into the innOcuous desuetude of
an upstate rest-cure resort-nOt since
those delectableI days have the sob sis
tiers known such exultation as is filling
their throbbing buzzoms on this day
and date. BloOdshed and scandal and
horrors permeate the metropolitan at
mOsphere and the sob sisters sniff it
as sweet SAVIOR. Lurid headlines
shout out a story of sin and shame,
of sorrow and suffering, of bloodshed
and crime.
When T. Jenkins Hams, who with
his brother, Captain Peter c. Hams, is
charged with the Staying of William E.
Annis, is placed on trial next week.
the sob sisters will hold high revel Of
overworked adjectives. No murder
trial in recent years has afforded such
an opportunity for appeals to pas
sion and prejudice and salacity.
For weeks the sob sisters have been
at work on their joyous task, dissecting
every emotion of the principals in the
bloody tragedy, examining every aspect
Of the famous case and setting forth
their theories is lurid and impression
istic chronicles.
Soma have interviewed the mother
Of the accused man, painting a word
picture of she whom they term a
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dulged in attempts at analysing the
character of T. Jenkins Hams, the
ogre, the "sea-wolf" Captain Hams
has been the subject Of many ambitious
efforts. One of these, surcharged with
pathos. seeks to. bring tears to the
eyes of the reader in this fashion:
"He was the most pathetic figure on
|earth-a young man broken on the
wheel Of fate in his youth, the joy of
living quenched forever for him, old in
sorrow before he is old in years. He is
the tallest of three brothers, fine
soldierly, outstanding figure Of a man
that must have been handsome enough
! to have captured any girls fancy when
his face was lit up by happiness, but
now he looks wan and pinched, as if
some cruel wind had blown over him
and blighted him.
The gifted authoress shows great
knowledge of the verbal eccentricities
Of spooks in the following paragraph:
His face is the saddest human face
ever saw, and his voice when he
speaks is like the voice Of a ghost,
so sad, so lifeless, so surcharged with
deathless woe is it."
And what ublimnity of grief and
hopeless, helpless woe is in the con-
clusion Of this sob sisters tale:
His voice trailed off into silence
again, his brooding eyes bent upon the
table, where his hands were drawing,
drawing, drawing meaningless pictures
while his thoughts, as in treadmill,
went their dreary, hopeless bounds OF
a sorrow for which there is no cure"
Poor Peter Hains!"
Poor Peter Hains," indeed. He has
many things to bear, and not the least
Of these is the mock sympathy of the
sisterhood of sobs. And in this sister
hood is his own wife, writing for the
yellow papers the story of her life in
the army-ibrazen, shameless, vulgar
accounts in which she herself occu-
pies the limelight as a pure and un-
spotted but much wronged woman
an exhibition of indecent exposure of
the mind such as seldom has been
witnessed.
Christmas Trees.
Christmas trees are beginning to