Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-01-12

Mrs. Charles w. Morse.
NEW YORK, January 12.-Mrs. Charles
w. Morse has entered Wall street with
| he purpose of rebuilding the shattered
fortunes of her husband and obtaining
a pardon for him. She has opened an
Office at No. As Exchange place, and has
taken entire charge of the convicted
financiers involved business affairs.
Mrs. Morse returned from Atlanta Sum-
day. She had intended to rent cot
tage near the federal prison, that she
might be able to visit her husband as
often as possible.
But OH seeing him in prison garb she
changed her mind. The sight Of his
humiliation so possessed her with the de-
sire to work for his freedom and the re-
Mobilization Of his fortunes that she has
tened back to New York
AS If the associations Of her husband s
former financial triumphs would stimulate
her, Mrs. Morse has made her business
headquarters in the building which the
little f1nancier had constructed for tho
home office OF his many great ENTER
prises.
Relics of Defunct Bank.
On it's ground floor, for example, were
the onyx-columned bronze-railed count
ing rooms of the National Bank of North
America. head of the chain of banks
which Morse established. and which all
collapsed with his downfall.
In striking contrast with the luxurious
chambers where her husband once did
business are the two little rooms on the
fourteenth floor, which his wife has rent
ed. There is no name on the door. The
Office is only known to other tenants as
No 14O7.
When a newspaper reporter called at
No. 1907 yesterday he was met by
pleasant-faced young woman. who said:
Mrs. Morse is extremely busy. She
has SO much work to do that last night
she could not leave until long after Office
hours and today 1t will be the same way.
But she will see, you If you will wait"
Morse's Stenographer.
The young woman was Miss Cath
arine Wilson, once the private stenog-
rapher of Morse, who figured spectacular
ly in several ice pools. the details of
which were fully exploited at the time Of
his trial. Now she is the secretary Of
his wife, and just as loyal to the Morse
fortunes. though they have shrunk to
these two small rooms.
The little waiting room was furnished
in way that told of womans touch
Instead Of the ordinary office settee with
straight wooden sides and back. there
stood high-armed, richly upholstered
sofa, brought thither from the Morse
mansion. 1t was one of the few pieces
of furniture which Mrs. Morse had not
been compelled to sell In order to pay
lawyers fees.
For Husbands Sake:
Mrs. Morse extended her hand in kind
ly greeting az she entered. She was
dressed as If in mourning. She took a
seat quietly at large mahogany desk,
at which her husband once sat when a
bank president, and in an even, quiet
voice said
~ have come back from Atlanta be-
cause I knew ] would be able to do a
great deal more for Mr.. Morse in New
ork than i'm Georgia. There are many
business ends which Mr.. Morse could
not look after previous to his departure
that I shall try to attend to-
A messenger boy here entered with a
telegram. 1t was addressed to Mrs{
Morse She glanced over it quickly and
continued:
lone task which has become great
that / cannot give it enough time Is that
of answering the multitude of letters of
sympathy and announcement l am re-
celVInS. lucy are CoIHlIIS IIOIu AL hli4S
of people and all parts Of the country.
AS many are written to me from the
south as from the state of Maine, of
which Mr.. Morse is a native.
Appeal to the President.
II have been asked to make these let
ters public, but do not feel it wise to do
SO at present fear 1t would be
breach of confidence. I have also been
requested by great many people to send
them blanks which they may be able to
fill with the names of their friends and
add to the petition for pardon which
am preparing for President Taft
That everybody who writes me may
know that If they do not receive an I'M
mediate reply it is not because of any
lack of appreciation on my part, l wish
the newspapers would thank all these
people for me. 1 will answer every one in
time
You still hope for your husbands free
dom?" was asked.
IT have all the hope in the world" Mrs.
Msrse replied, with a slight tremble Of
voice.
In the next room could be heard the
busy clicking of Miss Wilson's type
writer There was a stir of business
about the place which seemed a sort of
echo of the old Morse days. The tele-
phone rang frequently: but Mrs. Morse
always declined to speak over the wire.
The faithful Miss Wilson answered ali in
quiries.
That she may be able to give more
time to business, Mrs. Morse has planned
to rent the palatial home at No. 72S 9Th
avenue and move to an apartment
Occasionally Mrs. Morse will go to At
lanta to consult with her husband. but
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