The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1910-10-19
First Interview With His Royal
Piglets and Chaloner's Own
Story of His Brilliant Idea.
BY r.. f. WILSON.

GOTHAM, VT, Oct. 80 came
down here especially to see Prince
Dolgorouki," blue blooded Berk-
shire sucking piglet-the living
deadly insult applied by the erratic
John Armstrong Chaloner to the
Partisan person who participated
in the smashup of his brother
Bob's affair with Lima -Cavalieri.
1 found this "cochon''-this
squealing embodiment of a French
mans most awful imprecation-in
the pigstye back of negro quar-
tiers at Merry Mills, the Virginia
estate of the author of that immor-
tai quaddity, who's loon now "
Surrounded by his brothers of
the blood royal at the breakfast
fount, this prince Dolgorouki'
was we'll worth the dusty trip to
see. And J. Armstrong; story of
how he came to think it all out
was better yet.
Prince Dolgorouki" is only a
few days old, but he goes into the
Berkshire registry forever with his
namesake's title. He is the get of
that monarch of blue-blooded
Berkshires, Artful Master ILL.,, reg
istry number 123074, by the sow
Lady Johnston, 1922.
A clumsy rural joke to name a
pig after the man who stole away
Sheriff Bob's Lima?
No! ]. Armstrong, who has re-
sided in Paris and whose aristo-
cratic nerves Wbrate with French
sensibilities, has done a far clev-
ere thing than that. In delicate,
subtle, but cold-blooded and stud
led way, he has applied to Prince
Dolgorouki that fightingest of
French insults: ''cochon"-pig-
the French equivalent of an Ameri-
can epithet which the Virginian
said must never be used without
smiling unless one expects trouble.
Thus is the honor of the-Chanler
family satisfied, with a hint of
more to come, the retort discourte-
GUS from the prince, the heated
rejoinder, the exchange of cards,
coffee and pistols for two some
misty morning.
give la duel" is John Arm
strong's sentiments. His favorite
diversion is to shoot pennies off
his front gatepost with IA Colt.
Il wouldn't kill an opponent, -
he says. I'D shoot him through
the shoulder or knee and make
him cripple for life. That would
be finer revenge"
j. Armstrong is very much the
Inr
Knockers and boots and talks with
English mannerisms. He is en-
tering middle age, powerfully
built, with big twisted features and
heavy lines in his face. He is an
engaging onversationalist, well
liked by his neighbors.
He screwed a monocle into his
left eye and leaned over the pig
pen, studying his prize Berkshire
boar.
81 am by instinct a man hun
ter" he said. "Other kinds of
hunting pail upon me. Once 1 or
ganized a party to hunt Mexican
brigands. We met them, but they
saw our guns and let us pass with
out molesting us. We couldn't
shoot them In cold blood.
II ought to have lived in the
time of Caesar. Nowadays We must
pursue peace. So I direct my in
stinct to exposing frauds. The
higher In society the fraud is, or
the richer, the more dangerous
the sport and the better like 1t.
when I learned that Prince
Dolgorouki had broken up Bob
CHAMBERS home, every instinct In
me cried for revenge, not for my
brother, for he is no brother of
mine-I have changed my name
and renounced my entire family
but because this polished, strut
ting, perfumed Russian lady killer
had dared to bring disgrace upon
my fathers name.
How was I, at this distance, to-
secure a revenge that would reach
Its mark? No ordinary American
retort would be appreciated by
Dolgorouki's Partisan mind.
ut was simply man-hunting in
a different form, matching my
wits against an enemy's, planning