Arizona republican., 1909-12-26
STORIES OF PAT sHEEoY.
Anecdotes Of the Most Famous Gam
 bier of Modern Times.

Ghesireh palace. he said:
 II won a few rupees and annas shaking dice in India. Then coming back we went to Trieste and next stop ped at Vienna. a fine place. tell you. Then we went to Dresden. Just fit Tor fine people to lie in Ever there? Yes. Then you know why only fine people stop there. l stopped there Then l went to Monte Carlo. Pretty lively times there. Gamble? Of course had to gamble there. Everybody does'
 Did you meet the prince of Wales?' Sheedy was asked.
 .Say. you don't know me. Royalties are common. They don't mix with me. I'm oil: they're water. l float on top.
 One story of the stolen Gainsborough which has never before been printed IS often told among newspaper men m Park Row Sheedy had friend. a re- porter to whom he told about locating the canvas before actual recovery had been effected. The reporter prepared dramatic five columns, tucking 1t away
 in his desk for use when the tune came Weeks after that. late one night the Pinkertons sent out a brief notice stating that the portrait had been re- turned.
 The night city editor remembered that the reporter had mentioned story which would have to be released
 through the Piniserton office. But the
 reporter had gone home; there was no
 one in the office who could open ms desk. The night city editor found hatchet, the desk was wrecked ana the newspaper in question was the only one to contain complete account of the wanderings of the famous pie ture-all the story except the name of the thief
 Sheedy had no use for a coward Courage was one of his most distin- guished characteristics. Only short time before his death he said: "A doctor came to me and examined my old heart, then turned and was go- ing out without a word. l saw by his face he was licked. He had no fighting nerve. He never came back. l teie- phoned and I could hear him tell the ] poor girl lying for him at the tele- | phone to say that he was out. During one of the moral crusades in New York Sheedy expressed the fol- lowing epigram on hypocrites: You can't go to church. make | funnel of your hands. breathe curse and have it come back a prayer" One of his characteristic stories was of his meeting with Archbishop Ryan
 at Saratoga Though they had come | to the springs for widely different pur- poses, the bishop and the gambler in stantly struck hands. Come in and | see my nieces" The archbishop ex- | tended the invitation as one who would not be refused Well. if yo insist. But first let's have a pint of wine. bishop. ! insisted the man of chance. Not | whisky: that makes a man of our na- ton want to fight. Make it wine, the only drink that makes a poor Irishman | feel rich.''
 They joined the archbishOp's nieces and the gamblers wife in the drawing
 room. Then came the archbishop's
 premeditated question:
 Forgive me. Pat. my boy. but We all want to know why such a man as you
 ever became a gambler"
 That question I'll answer. your
 worship. but you must first let me tell you how it seems to ms If I'm wrong.
 you may show me afterward. First let | me tell you that 1 believe In God as | much as you do. Now we're ready for the start l claim to be a better
 man than you are. I can't help being
 a better man than you are. Now listen
 and m tell you the reason in a little | story
 . l<. T .l tar Ns are of the same nation. We were or {, families in the same circumstances, | who could give us little or no educa- tio. so we trotted the same road until
 we were 15. There we came to cross
 roads We stopped and haggled about
 which road to take. You wanted to go
 to the right. I said, No. the lefts the way You went your road as you i thought best. and I took the other
 road. hadn't gone fifty yards before
 I knew it was the wrong road. but my
 pride. my dirty pride wouldn't let me | go back. and admit it.
 | You have gone on and reached a | high place and much honor. You've
 looked neither to the right nor the l left. but straight ahead l have looked I uD anu uOWH Ddch anu every | rection, and I've seen-God help me, what haven't I seen, But I've learned more than you have. bishop. for I've been to the college of experience You | never forget what you've learned | there.
 You are an honored bishop of the | church. I am the man at whom every | finger of scorn is pointed. upon whom | every eye of suspicion is turned. am | Pat Sheedy, the outlaw
 | And now. bishop. l am coming to | the point. We had another school ! fellow We'll call him Michael Dillon. | He loved a woman with a worship it | isn't given to you tO understand. She married him, but after a while she turned him out of her heart and | out of their home. I hate you she ! said to this man who loved her. I don't want to ever see you again He
 became a drunkard and a tramp. Years | afterward she writes him, I was mis-
 taken. Come back to me- and he starts
 to walk back to his home and his hap
 piness. He has walked for a week. He
 is footsore and hungry. He meets you
 at this hotel tonight. You listen to
 him. but it is with prejudiced ear
 You look upon him. but it is not with
 a warm eye. The derelict drifts or
 with no help from you. He staggers