The New York Herald Newspaper, December 26, 1878, Page 3

4 m, Q’LEARY AHEAD. Twelve Thousand Visitors Witness the Great Pedestrian Contest. “OLD SPORT” BRIGHTENING UP A Hundred and Twenty-five Mile Spurt Promised To-Day. O'Leary, it will be remembered, retired to his cot- tage at 12h. 37m, A. M. on Christmas. He rested 2h. 21m. 40s., when he resumed work with unabated en- ergy. So magnificently did he reel off the laps that the spectators who remained to note his reappearance and condition applauded him liberally. At 3h. 11m. A. M. there were 157 miles to his credit, and when 4h. 04m, 45s. was marked on the clock 161 miles were hung upon the notice board, At 5h. 09m. 05s. he had gone 165 miles, and when the first light of Christmas morning was stregsling into the Garden 169 miles ‘was the champion’s record. Just 26m. were noted for two stops from the time of his reappearance on the track to this point. Campana, with a fearless heart, but stiff and sore, ‘was straightened up shortly after two o'clock A. M. ‘Wednesday, and twelve minutes later he was on the track. He looked at the notice board with the deep- eet interest, and breathed freely, so it is said, when he saw that his competitor was only six miles ahead of him. “Sport was shortly addressed by a stran_ ger regarding his condition, and among the points touched upon was his swollen knee. “What's the matter with the knee, Sport ?” the gen- tleman asked. “Guess it’s old age,” sententiously replied the “Wonder.” Sleeping under the watchful care of his wife, “Sport’s”’ rest amounted to 3h. 42m. 02s., and though one of his attendants boasted that he would bring him back “a new man,” the reverse seemed to be the fact. UNDER DIFFICULTIES. Walking was painful. His “dog trot” was out of the question, and running was simply impossible. Still he slowly pegged away, and with the stiffness leaving his joints his pace increased. At 3h. 06m. 04s. A. M. the return was 152 miles against his name; at @h. 21m, 58s, he had added four miles to that score, and 159 wiles were hung up at Sh. 11m. When O'Leary was finishing his 169th mile “Sport” was seven miles away, his 162d being completed at 6h. 15m. 068. His 165th inile was announced at 7h. 28m. 306, and nearly the same time O’Leary was turning the track on the first lap of his 172d mile. At 8h. 6m. 10s. the champion had gone 175 miles, and the spectators hay- ing been increased by hundreds he was loudly cheered. ‘Tt was just 11h, 29m. 30s. when the old man of Con- necticut had shuftled off his 175th mile. Shortly after midday, the exact time being 12h. 28m. 30s. P. M., O'Leary had gone 189 miles, and at 2h. 6m. 10s. P. M. 193 miles. His cye was as bright and his step as clastic as when he commenced the journey. Perhaps more so, as it is occasionally remarked that the champion walks himself into cap- ital form. On his 192d mile he sought the seclusion of his cottage and remained off the track forty-seven minutes. An old friend found him on his back rest- ing. It was then nearly two o'clock. ‘Come, get up, Dan,” said his visitor, “and go out; there’s a thousand men outside that want to see you walk, and they are rather tired of looking at our old peilneooee friend.” “Has the musiccome?” returned O'Leary. “Yes, they will be playing in ten minutes.” “All right, report to the thousand that I am coming,” and two minutes after he stepped on the track laughing. From that time on, with his old stride, he forged merrily ahead, and as the huge in- closure was now rapidly filling up the enthusiasm at times was intense. “Sport” was not without friends, Hundreds gave him kindly encouragement, and after a rest of 32m. 40s, on his 183d mile—it being 2h. 19m. 40s. P. M.—he fell into his old trot fora , yg of alap, after limber- ing out by slowly going half a mile. On this occa- sion Barney Aaron accompanied him to the track, when it was ascertained that the latter had taken the pedestrian in hand and would in the future have charge of him. “Sport” is a close observer. He is careful that every lap is marked on the board that he makes, and is somewhat particular in speaking to Strangers. Said oné’young man to him:— ‘Hello, ‘Sport,’ old pard; how are you?” ‘Sport’ turned around, looked at the inquiring vous from head to foot, and then slowly drawl ou “Well, young fellow, I don’t know you.” IMMENSE CROWDS VISIT THE TRACK. Abont three o’clock the rush overwhelmed the ticket seller and ticket takers. ‘The visitors came in streams, and in ashort time three or four thousand people were inside the Garden. Many of them, it is said, were from Bridgeport and came down to see “sport” “walk over and walk around” the champion. Lining the track and filling all the seats—for the streams of humanity continued to pour through the door—a terrible uproar ensued. Somebody said that the medal the Connecticut friends of “Sport” had subscribed for to be presented to him, as one said, ‘at the completion of his 450th mile,” was in the pocket rs prominent Bridgeport official then in the build- ell, if they wait until “Old Stag” makes 450 miles, why, they'll wait a long time,” ventured another. Atfour o'clock yesterday afternoon 6,000 were in the Garden, and it was impossible at times to tee the walkers, O'Leary finished 198 miles at 3h. 00m. 56s., and turned the 200th at 3h. 35m. 23s. ‘The cheers were deafoning when the notice bourd marked that distance. At this hour, or rather at 3h. 04m. to be exact, “Sport,” was at the end of his 1 mile, or just fifteen miles behind. On his 20ist mile O'Leary absented himself from the track 30m. 20s., and Campana was away from his work 6m, 558. on the 185th mile and 14m. on his 1Wist mile, The latter was completed by him at 6h, 16m. 428. The champion had gone 204 miles at 4h, 57m, and at 5h. 20m. he was 14 miles 8 laps ahead. The difference between the condi- tion of the men could not have been greater, though “Sport” was then moving witha little more case than he did in the morning. CHEERING THE PEDESTRIANS, ‘The gathering in the evening was of a tremendous character, the number of visitors for the day being eleven or twelve thousand. Campana tvore his lon; red flannel shirt and was greeted with repeated and loud cheers. To say the people seemed simply beside themselves will not be far from the truth. Cheers and cries of encouragement were hurled at the pedes- trians by the hundreds. ‘Now's ged time, Did Bridgeport!”” ‘Crack itup, you ancient mariner of Fulton Mar- rive it to ‘em, Sport!” You're the lad, O'Leary!" ‘send her in just once for Chicago, Dan, will yer?” “Brace up, old Stag!’’ “Wake up, ‘Sport!’ ” _ These were some of the many expressions that éaused much laughter. When the champion returned to the track, after a rest of 1h. 07m., during which he had eaten his supper, a handsome bouquet was handed him by a lady. It was the first floral tribute of the walk. “Sport” was more fortunate, perhaps, When he was himself wearily along some gentlemen took pity on him and presented him with a candy cane. He carried it wround the track amid the yells and cheers of the multitude. A minute or two after O'Leary was also given a cane of the same kind, and then the howls and laughter of the gathering were deafening. At 6h. 52m, 34s, O'Leary had yone 210 miles and was walking in good ple th shape. “Sport” rounded on the 200th mile at 8h. 38m, 30s., and then retired for 16m. 35s, He appeared refreshed upon his return, and Barney Aaron exult- dugly exclaimed :— “Didn't I make him do good?" In justice to Barney the answer was compelled to be “Yes.” O'Leary completed his 215th mile at 9h. 7m. 106., the last five miler requiring 2h. 14m, 36s., ot which Ih. 7m. was passed in his cottage. ‘Uhe pedestrians, as well as the spuctators, were much annoyed by the clouds of dust floating in the air, At one time everybody was coughing or clearing their O'Leary, 218 miles 4 4 laps, o difference of 15 miles in ‘And so the tramp pro- reased, slowly, ‘tis true, but the record seemed of fitte moment to the spectators. The champion had 220 miles to bis credit at 10h. 2 M., the last mile being made in lim, 05s. “Sport” finished his 205th milo at 10h. 20m. 20s., and then, going to the Judge's stand, s “Gentlemen, I am going to turn in now, and if my leg is right to-morrow I will ran 126 miles. 1 am going to be a good boy, sure.” ‘this little speech caused a quict Inugh. In five Iinutes more the Conneticut candidate was asleep. His 205th mile required 19m. 1s, At this int it had been 60h, 29m, 208, since the beginning of the contest. Of this “Sport’’ is credited with being 53h. 48m, 49s. on the track and dh. 40m, 31s. in his cottage. MILES COVERED, ‘The following tables last night give interesting details since “Sport.! De I M. 2 i NEW YORK HERALD, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 26, 1878. SSSHSERSSSSER & Saee o* 93 O'Leary finished his 225th mile at 11h. 42m. 4s. P.M. Forty-nine seconds later he retired from the track to sleep. Up to this time it had been 2d. 22h. 42m. 4s. since the walk commenced, of which he was 2d, 1h. 7m, 40s. on the track and 21h, 34m, 24s, in his cottage. His heel is very sore, MME. ANDERSON. THE PLUCKY WOMAN STILL TRUDGING ALONG— OVER TWO HUNDRED MILES COVERED—A TALK WITH THE PEDESTRIENNE—CONFIDENT OF SUCCESS, ‘The indomitable pluck displayed by Mme. Ander- son in her walk at Mozart Garden, Brooklyn, is ex- citing more and more of wonderment among those who watch her performance and her progress most narrowly. It is becoming the accepted verdict among these persons that she possesses physical qualities which exist in no other woman of this age, and it may be doubted if even there are any male pedestrians who could accomplish the task which she has set for herself. The odds in betting, however, are still heavily against her. A larger crowd was present all day yesterday to witness her repeated rounds than at any previous stage of her effort. A good many skeptics and enthusiasts had remained all through the night, and at an early hour acces- sions to the number of spectators rapidly dropped in, singly, in couples and in squads. At one time during the afternoon there were at least fifteen hun- dred people present, and late in the evening the number mounted up to 2,000, Few of the visitors stayed longer than a half hour, and as they kept cont tinually going in and out it was estimated by the agent and the ticket seller that there were some seven or eight thousand persons present during the day. ‘There was a good deal of discussion of the qualities of the pedestrienne and the prospects of her doing what she had set out to perform. Some of the physi- cians who haveshown such a deep interest in her hada few moments to spare in looking at her during one or two laps. In conversation with the reporter of the Heratp they expressed, without reserve, their admiration of her splendid determination and endurance, Among the medical gentlemen who have visited her repeatedly and have made such thorough examination of her condition and diet as to satisfy themselves that she has won- derful nerve and muscle, and is not indebted to un- natural stimulents for her extraordin: vigor, may be mentioyed Drs. Creamer, Swan, tt, Greene, Hutchingson, Swalm and Skean. Last evening Con- gressman-elect O'Reilly sat by the railing which sepa- rates the centre of the len from the track, and was very much interested, Ex-Senator Perry was also there and General Swatzwalder and his family. ‘The per- centage of ladies in the audience had considerably in- creased, and they joined in the demonstrations of ap- plause with great vim and enthusiasin. HOW SHE SUSTAINS HERSELY. About half-past eight the Henatp reporter entered Mme. Anderson’s little room at the left hand of the stage in the Mozart Garden and was introduced to her by her agent, Mr. Webb. She was reclining on a low couch, receiving nourishment from the hands of her attendant. “How do you feel, Mme. Anderson?” asked the re- porter. ¥ “I am very well, thank you,” said she; “but I could g0 to sleep now very easily.”” Her eyes did look decidedly drowsy, but still there was a brave light inthem which seemed to assert a will which could not be broken. Her well shaped proportions seemed larger as she occupied a recwn- bent position than when she was walking. Her face beanis with intelligence and good nature. Her cyes are of a grayish blue, her nose is short and rather retroussée, while her forehead is low and her brows are straight, Her form is that of an ideal Amazon, stout, but graceful, and combining suppleness with muscular volume. There is nothing in the slightest degree unwomanly about her appearance. On athe contrary, it is robustness and comeliness to- gether. Se;What are you eating now?” was asked. “This,” said she, betweev mouthfuls, ‘tis beef and cabbage, not the good English beof, but it’s as near to it as we can get here.” The contents of the dish were chopped up quite fine. Mme. Anderson named some of the other ar- ticles of her diet, prompted by her attendant and by Mrs. Webb, who was present. These are chops, beei- steaks, poultry, fish, oysters, beet tea, light puddings, light cakes and grapes. Her drinks are tea, port wine and champagne. “I think,” said she, “I have done full justice to the American oysters. My appetite is always good. I can eat just what I like. ‘To-day I have lived on roast beef, cabbage and corned beef, potatoes, port wine and sponge cake.” “How often do you take refreshment?” “Almost every time that I leave the track except when I go right to sleep.” HER FORMER LIVE. “Do you think your power of endurance proceeds from any special character of your diet or method of living during this trial?” “Oh! no. be my strength where other people get theirs, and I'm grateful for it.” This was suid with a hearty tone and buoyant look, which constituted a whole argument in favor of ‘her suc- cess. The strokes of the bell which calls her back to her work here interrupted the colloquy. When she returned she kindly alluded to some points ot her past ae Sa of her. She was born in cktriar’s road, London, about 1842, Her mother was English, and her father was a German Jew, who was engaged in the manufacture of hats and caps. In next February she will be thirty-six years old. Her former husband was named Anderson, and she was iarried to Mr. Daly about ten months ago. Her profession has for seventeen years been that of a serio-comic character actress, and she has played in London and all the principal provincial towns of Great Britain. Ever since her girlhood she has been remarkably strong, and on one occasion in London she astonished all her friends and neighbors by doing in half a day some work which would have employed two carpenters for two days. In her own words, she felt then as if she could pull the house down and put it in. She began walking professionally about arsago. Sho always had an ambition to do something which no other girl could do, and when she waled through the streets and saw the names of | ehy performers billed in large letters on the boards her inmost thought was, onder shall I ever have my name put up like that ? “THE GATES AJAR.” “Well,” remarked the reporter, “you have arrived at now.”” at was the reply, ‘when I looked on the faces around the ring just now, I thought to mysclf that everybody looks admiration anyhow, whether they feel it or not. But tor how long? It can only last through this life.” “Why,” exclaimed a lady who was present, “you don’t want everybody staring at you in the next world, do you? You don’t want thein to be pointing at you, crying out, ‘There goes Madame Anier- son! ‘Don’t 1? Yes, I do though. “hen, while you are i, We will be flying around looking at you; but I’m afraid we shan’t be able to keep up with you, even then.” Mrs. Anderson laughed right merrily at this pleas- antry. “ARO Zoucoufdent of succeoding in your under- taking?” asked the reporter. “Oh, yes!” caine t ly, quick and hearty. “I've beon working rather to-day. I am tired, but [ don’t ache so much as I did last night. Then I had my first aches in the body since I began.” ‘The bell rang again, and Mme. Anderson exclaimed with a little toueh of petulant frankness in her ‘Now, ain’t that tiresome.” Then she sprang up briskly and with smiles, and in a second was ou the tan bark and walking squarely ry. HER CONDITION. Yesterday, as usual, she had several baths. She takes one of these whenever she feels so incline generally about once in three or four hours. She also frequently changes her clothing, and the effect is to dispel her drowsiness and to enliven her spirits when they droop alittle. Her costumes are all taste- ful and becoming. Her favorite tints seem to be tho deep shades of red, Her general condition last night was somewhat improved over that of the day before. ‘The blisters on her feet were loss painful and seemed to be healing. Nearly all the physicians who have visited her have Mite prescribed for them, and she has liberally tested the advice of each. Tho chief lotions that are used are composed of vinegar and water, aud coal tar. In the speed of her walking Mme. Anderson pre- serves a safe average, but yesterday at four o'clock she roused herseli for a little extra work and did a quarter of a mile in 3m. 4s. When told the record she said, “That's not good enough,” and when the bell next sounded she wont at it with a still greater vim, This time the time was 2m. 62s, On the next quarter her time was 2in, 52!9s. She was cheered on nearly every lap, and generally in- duiged in a spirited spurt on the lust round betore going to her little room. About nine o'clock she wis 3m. 32%s, on the quarter mile. She walked rather heavily on first coming out, and part of the timé with her eyes closed, Some one accompanied her around the track and kept her tention engaged with conversation in order to pi yent her from falling asleep. At 10h. d4m. she had completed 875 quarter = mil or 21K% miles, ‘The cheering was tremendous aud the crowd seemed very little diminished. Mr. Webb says that she proposes to attempt in New York, after a rest of two weeks, a walk of 4,000 quar- ter miles in 40,000 minutes, one quarter mile to be walked every ten minutes, After that she will go to the West and will finally visit Australia, LITERATURE. MOTLEY'S LIVE AND CAREER. Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes’ memoir of John Lothrop Motley has already received a brief notice in the Heratp's Boston correspondence, ‘To a work of this importance we may, however, recur without apology. When Mr. Prescott's “History of the Reign of Philip IT.” made its first appearance, in the year 1855, there was an announcement in its preface that a history of the revolution in the Netherlands, which ushered in the Dutch Republic, would soon appear from “the pen of our accomplished countryman, Mr. J. Lothrop Motley;” and that nothing might be wanting to procure for the forthcoming work 4 favorable consideration Mr. Prescott added:—‘No one acquainted with the fine powers of mind pos- sessed by this scholar and the earnestness with which he has devoted himself to his task can doubt that ho will do full justice to his important but difficult subject.” This announcement was, we are sure, to many American readers, at least outside of Boston, the first intimation they had received of the new literary star which was destined soon to rise above the horizon, and yet it was far from being true that Mr. Motley had not at that date already more than once tried his ‘’prentice hand” in literature. Born in Dorchester, Mass. (now a part of Boston), on the 15th of April, 1814, John Lothrop Motley was from his early youth an intense lover of books, be- traying an especial passion for poetry and for the novels of Scott and Cooper. He was asa boy “of a most sensitive nature, easily excited, but not tena- cious of any irritated feelings, with a quick sense of honor” and of entire truthfulness. In the bloom of his youth he was thought to resemble Byron, and he was not behind Byron in point of literary precocity, for at the age of eleven he had begun to write a novel in which, at its opening, “two horsemen might have been see! &e., “riding up to an inn in the Valley of the Housatonic.” He was prepared for college at the Round Hill School, near Northampton, then under the charge of Mr. Cogswell and Mr. Bancroft, and while there was remarkable for his facility in acquiring languages, for his irregular habits of study, for his addiction to squirrel and rabbit hunting and for a temper which was “wilfully impetuous, sometimes supercilious, always fastidious.” Entering Harvard College at the age of thirteen he was a genial and jovial companion at the supper parties of his club, but to the “average student” he seemed “haughty in manner and cynical in word.” Shelley was then his favorite poet, and the text books on his table were sometimes crowded off by “heaps of novels.” Rebuked by a tutor for this latter preference he one day replied, “Yes, Iam reading historically and have come to the novels of the nineteenth century. Taken in the lump they are yery hard reading.” After graduating at Harvard two years were spent at the universities of Géttingen and Berlin, at the lat- ter of which Prince Bismarck was his fellow student and boon companion. Of his habits at this period Prince Bismarck writes as follows in answer to a let- ter of inquiry from Dr. Holmes:— Enthusiastic admirer of Shakespeare, Byron, Goethe, he used to spice his conversation abundantly with quotations from these his favorite authors. A pertinacious arguer, so much so that sometimes he watched my awakening in order to continue 4 dis- cussion on sonte topic of science, poetry or practical life, cut short by the chime of the small hours, he never lost his mild and amiable temper. Onur faithful companion was Count Alexander Keyserling, a native of Courland, who has since achieved distinction as a botanist. Returning to America in 1834 he took up the study of law, but never entered seriously on the practice of the profession. In 1837 he married Miss Benja_ min, sister of Park Benjamin, and two years after his marriage published his first “novel, in two volumes,”’ called “Morton’s Hope.” The book was almost a total failure. Indeed, considered as a novel, it is, says Dr. Holmes, ‘“‘a map of dissected incidents which has been flung out of its box and arrayed itself without the least regard to chronology or geogra- phy,” but if read as “‘an autobiography, a prophecy and a record of aspirations,” it will be found that Motley stood for the ‘hero of his own story” when sketching the career of “Morton” in pursuit of his “Hope.” In 1841 he was appointed Secretary of Legation to the Russian Mission, but did not greatly relish the duties of the position and soon returned to Boston, where he entered with zeal into the Presidential cam- paign of 1844 as a stipporter of Henry Clay, whose defeat seemed to him the knell of statesmanship in the United States. During the next few years he spent his time in “studying history for its facts and principles, and fiction for its scenery and portraits.” But he had not yet found his vocation in literature, and in 1848 made a new venture in fiction. “Merry Mount” was an improvement on “Morton’s Hope,” but not much more can be said in its praise. Meanwhile, however, he had been collecting ‘‘materials for the work which was to cast all his former attempts into the kindly shadow of oblivion.” We refer, of course, to the his- tory which Mr. Prescott heralded in 1855. The ‘Rise of the Dutch Republic’* was -simultane- ously published in England and America in the ye 1856. Its praise was heard at once “in mouths of wisest censure.” Never before, we fancy, had such long, patient and plodding labor been the prelude to a work go rich in the pomp and pageantry of a vivid and captivating style. ‘The history of the United Provinces, as Mr. Motley conceived it, is not at all a provincial history. “It i the history of European liberty.” He was not so ab- sorbed in the pictorial aspects of his dramatic story that he could not see its logical relations to the great religious and political movement which was then spreading throughout Europe, and he makes his reader see that the revolutions of Holland, England and America “are all links of one chain.” It would be too much to say that in his historical writings he had conquered all the fauits of his more youthful literary style. Dr. Holmes admits that even here we may occasionally discern in the turn of a phrase, in the twinkle of an epithet, a faint reminiscence of a certain satirical levity, airiness, jauntiness, which is just enough to remind one of those perilous shallows of his early time through which his richly freighted argosy had passed with such wonderful escape from their dangers and such very slight marks of injury. In the earlicr as in the later volumes of the history of United Netherlands “he used stronger language at times,” says Dr. Holmes, “than was necessary, coloring too highly, shading too deeply in his pic- torial delineation.” * * * “He could not help writing, more or less, as a partisan, but he was @ par- tisan on the side of frcedom in politics and religion, of human nature as against every form of tyranny, secular or priestly, of noble manhood wherever he saw it as against meanness and violence and impos- ture, whether clad in the soldier's mail or the em- peror’s purple.” In passing from Mr. Motley’s literary character to his diplomatic career we are called to walk on tho embers of a personal controversy which still smoul- ders in the ashes of the recent past. It seems to be no part ot Dr. Holmes’ purpose to rake among these embers for the sake of kindling them anew into tho Dlaze of “fiery indignation; but he makes no con- cealment, so far as he is concerned, of the “wonted fires’’ that still live in the ashes under which they are buried. It is within our knowledge that Senator Sumner, at the beginning of Mr. Lincoln's administration, earnestly urged upon him the appointment of Mr. Motloy as Minister to England at that most difficult crisis in our history. Mr. Lincoln met this urgent appeal with the statement that the Secretary of State, Mr. Seward, had made but one condition as the sine qua non of his acceptance of the Premiership, which was that Charles Francis Adams should be Minister to England if he (Mr. Seward) was to be Secretary of State, In the presence of such a representation the name of Mr. Motley was of course withdrawn by his friend from avy connection with that mission, and he was subsequently appointed Minister to Austria, Dr. Holmes allows Miss Motley, the historian’s youngest daughter, to record the most signal event which marked the performance of Mr. Motley’s offi- cial duties at Vienna:— During his residence in Vienna the most important nogotiations which he had to carry on with the Ans- trian government were those connected with the Mexican affair, Maximilian at one time applied to his brother the Emperor for assistanc: romised to accede to his demand. Ac ljarye number of volunteers were equip} actually embarked at Trieste, whon a degpatch from Sew: arrived, instructing theAmej ni Minister to give notice to the Austrian governinent that it the troops sailed for Mexico he was to leave Vienna at once, My father had to go at once to Count Mon: dorif with these instructions, aud in apite of the.) whether Foreign Minister being annoyed that the United States govermment had not sooner ‘intimated that this extreme course would be taken, the interview wes | quite amicable and the troops were not allowed to sail. | The following portrait of Maximilian, sketched for Dr. Holmes in one of Mr. Motley’s private letters, written atthe threshold of the Mexican expedition, cannot fail to interest the public, especially when viewed in the light of the recent revelations made by Mr. Masseras:— Ho is about thirty, has an adventurous disposition, some imagination, a turn for poctry; bas voyaged a yood deal about the world in the Austrian ships-ot- war; for in one respect he much resembles that un- fortunate but anonymous ancestor of his, the King of Bohemia with the seven castles, who, accord- ing to Corporal Trim, had such a passion for naviga- tion and sea affairs, “with never a seaport in all his dominions.” But now the present King of Bohemia has got the sway of Trieste and is Lord High Admiral and Chief of the Marine Department. ‘He has been much in Spain, also in South America— Thaye read some travels, “Reise Skizzen,” of his— printed, not published. They are not without talent, and he ever and anon relieves his prose joy-trot by breaking into a canter of poetry, He adores vull- fights and rather regrets the Inguisition and con- siders the Duke of Alva everything noble and chivalrous and the most abused of men, It would @o your heart good to hear his invocations to that deeply injured shade and his denunciations of the jenorent and vulgar Prostestants who have defamed nim. Itis known that Mr, Motley’s diplomatic career at Vienns was abruptly terminated by what he deemed a great indignity inflicted upon him by Mr. Secretary Seward. Ina letter addressed to President Johnson, purporting to be written from the Hotel Meurice, Paris, dated October 23, 1866, and signed “George W. McCracken, of New York,” some grave accusations were brought against various public agents of the United States then in Europe, on the ground that they were abusing the privileges of their official and diplomatic positions by indulging in yere animadversions on the President’s ‘policy,’ and by otherwise acting the parts of “thorough flunkies” in the presence of the “‘#/fele monarchies.” Mr. Motley was singled out for special abuse under this head, and the ‘McCracken letter” having been handed to Mr. Seward for consideration, he addressed circular letter to the gentlemen inculpated by the writer, that they might take such notice of the mat- ter as their sense of propriety should suggest. The nature and effect of this proceeding on the part of Mr. Seward, are described as follows by Dr. Holmes :— ‘The letter of Mr, Seward to such a man was like a buffet on the cheek of an unarmed officer. It stung like the thrust of a stiletto. It roused a resentment that could not find any words to give it expression, He could not wait to turn the insult over in his mind, to weigh the exact amount of affront in each question, to take counsel, to sleep over it, and reply to it with diplomatic measure and suavity. Dr. Holmes is not at all satisfied with the excuses put forward by Mr. John Bigelow in defence of Mr. Seward’s conduct toward Mr. Motley, as being con- duct dictated by the President and not by the Seere- tary himself, He sa: Tam willing to accept Mr. Bigelow’s loyal and hon- orable defence of his friend's memory as the best that could be said for Mr. Seward, but the best de- fence in this case is little better than an impeach- ment. Relieved from diplomatic duties Mr. Motley re- turned with his old zest to the historical studies which had brought him such a revenue of fame. In 1868 the two concluding volumes of the ‘History of the Netherlands” were published at the same time in London and New York. But having taken an active part in the Presidential campaign of that year he re- ceived from President Grant in 1869 the appointment of Minister to England. It is well known that the appointment was made at thocarnest instance of Sen- ator Sumner, who was thus able to realize in bebalf of his friend the high aspirations he had cherished for him at the begianing of Mr. Lincoln’s adminis- tration. The esclandre which attended the recall of Mr. Motley trom the highest of our diplomatic posts is too fresh in the memory of all to require that we should retrace the ambages Of the painful history. ‘The sources of the complaints formulated against Mr. Motley’s conduct in connection with the British Mission are recapitulated by Dr. Holmes under the following heads :— The letter of Mr. Fish to Mr. Moran, of Decomber 30, 1870, r Mr. Bancroft vavis’ letter to the New York Heap stood up for his coantty nobly and man- fully in the hour of trial, the great scholar and writer who had reflected honor upon her throughout the world of letters, the high- niinded public servant whose shortcomings it taxed the ingenuity of experts to make conspicuons enongh to be presentable, was treated as such aeitizen should have been dealt with. His record is safe in her hands, and his memory will be precious always in the hearts of all who enjoyed his friendship.” REBECCHINI’S TRAGIC DEATH. WAS IT AN ACCIDENT, O& WAS ‘It, AS HIS FRIENDS CLAIM, ‘HE RESULT OF FOUL Puay ? ‘There are some circumstances connected with the tragic and untimely death of Mr. Ramero Rebecchini, who was killed by falling from the piatform of a car on the elevated railway, on ‘Third avenue, near Kighty- fourth street, on Tuesday evening, which, owing to the time of the occurrence, were not collated for yester- day's paper. Mr. Rebecchini, after falling to the street, was carried to the drug store of Theodore Simon, on the northwest corner of Third avenue and Eighty-third street, for the purpose of having-his imjuries attended to, The sufferer was unable to speak, and physicians were immediately sent for, two of the profession, Drs, Morrill and Freeman, responding. They found that Mr. Rebecchini's skull was fractured und did everything in their power to relieve his sufferings. No person seemed to know him, and he remained in the drug store for fully an hour before he was identified, Finally his pockets were searched, and in one of them a postal card was found, on which was written his name and the ad- dress, No. 1,219 Lexington avenue. A messenger was sent to this house, and having been informed that Mr. Rebecchini lived there, he broke the sad news as gently as possible to his anxious listeners, the sisters of the injured man, One of them, Mrs, Appleton Oaksmith, rushed frantically from the house, and having pushed her way through the crowd which surrounded the drug store, was soon at the side of her dying brother. In an interview yesterday with a Hexaup reporter Mrs, Oaksmith said that notwith- standing the statements that her brother was uncon- scious she is positive that when she reached his side he immediately recognized her. Although he could not speak she said she knew by the expression of his eyes and the pressure of his hands that he was not oblivious to her presence. In confirmation of her belief Mrs, Oaksmith says that when she asked him in what particular place he felt the most pain he turned his left side toward her. Rev. Father Treanor, S. J., pastor of St. Lawrence’s Church, visited the drug store, and on learning that Mr. Rebecchini was a Catholic he asked him to make an act of contrition, at the same time instructing him, if he understood what was said, to press his (the priest's) hand, This the sufferer did and the priest administered absolution and extreme unction to the dying man. The polica soon arrived with a stretcher to take the injured man to the station housa but at the request of his sister they bore him to the house which he had left in the best of spirits but two hours before. He lived ten minutes after reaching home, breathing his last at eight o'clock exactly, ONE ACCOUNT OF IT, A visit yesterday to the station at Eighty-fourth strect showed that the platform on the station had been finished and that it was enclosed for its entire length with the customary iron railing. ‘The waiting rooms are in process of construction and are not as yet open to the pubic. The station master and the men in charge of the platform were interrogated, and although they acknowledged not having seen the ac- cident, they each told the same story, which they claimed to have heard trom the conductor of the train from which Mr. Rebecchini fell. According to these parties the unfortunate gentleman was in ample time for the train, and was waiting patiently for its ar- rival. At twenty-five minutes past six the train camo down from the Eighty-ninth street station at an un- usually rapid rate; somuch so that it was impos- r the engineer to stop it. He whistled “down ” and even then all_ but the tail end of the last t by the station. Mr. Rebecchini, they claim, jumped between the two last cars, and the railing at the end of the platform hit him, and caused him to let yo his hold, so that he tell into the street below. ir he had waited, they say, he would haye been taken on board, as this train backed up and took on other parties who were ou the platform, of January 4, 1878, entitled “Mr. Sumner, the Ala- bama Claims and their Settlement.” 3. The reported conversations of General Grant, as found in the New York Henatp, 4. Tne conversations of Mr. Fish, as reported by the same journal, In subjecting cach of these sources to an elaborate and critical review Dr. Holmes argues that the bitter, captious animus of Secretary Fish in the premises may be sufliciently read in “the most undignified comparison” with which he “startled every well-bred Several conductors and brakemen said thoy understood that Mr. Rebecehini was late for the train, and being in a hurry attempted to bourd the jJast car (on the platform of which no brakeman is ‘stationed and which is not supposed to be opened tor passengers) and losing his hold dropped. to the pave- meu YOUL PLAY SUSPECTED, The HenaLp reporter next called at Rebecchini’s late residence. ‘The body of the deceased lay in the arlor. His right eye was very much swollen and iscolored, but no other marks marred his features. An intimate friend of the family stated that foul play reader,” when, in defence of Motley’s recall, he pointed a jibe at the relation assumed by Mr. Motley to have existed between his recall and Mr. Sumner’s defeat of the St. Domingo Treaty. This letter, indeed, seems to Dr. Holmes “so objectionable in its tone and expression” that he says, “it has been gener- ally doubted whether the paper could claim anything more of the Secretary’s hand than his signature,” by which, we suppose, it is meant to intimate, in ac- cordance with a common impression, that the body of the 1etter was written by the Assistant Seerctary of State, Mr. Bancroft Davis. As some readers may have forgotten the offensive passage (which seems to Dr. Holmes so indecorous in a grave State paper that he refused to quote it), we here reproduce the pre- cise language of Mr. Fish, which the biographer characterizes with so much severity :— ‘The coincidence which Mr. Motley stamps as “an historical fact” is not the only or the most remarka- ble one which has been the subject of history. It finds its parallel in that recorded by another illus- trious author, who tells us of two old women who, “tracing things back from effects to causes, naturally reverted to their deceased husbands, respecting whose lives, deaths and burials they compared uotes, and dis- covered sundry umstances that tullied with won- derful exactness, such as Barbara's father having been exactly four years and ten months older than Kit's father, and one of them h: 1g died on a Wednesday and the other on a Thursday, and both of them hav- ing been of very fine make and remarkably good looking, with other extraordinary coincidences.” That “The Old Curiosity Shop” should thus figure in a diplomatic paper is surely something which Dickens could not have foreseen when he first began to wind up Master Humphroy’s clock. With regard to the reported conversations of Presi- dent Grant and Secretary Fish in justification of Mr. Motley’s removal, Dr. Holmes remarks that “they sound natural enough to have come from tho speakers who are said to have uttered them,” and, after criticising their purport, he comments on them us follows:— It is not strange that the spurs of the man who had so lately gét out of the saddle should catch in the scholastic robe of the man on the floor of the Senate. But we should not have looked for any such antago- nism beteween the Secretary of State and the Envoy to Great Britain. Dr. Holmes doesnot scruple to trace Mr. Motley’s premature death to the wounds inflicted on & sensi- tive soul by this last crowning act of wrong, following in the wake of the Vienna in- dignity. It was a shock, he says, from which Mr. Motley never recovered. Even when he be- took himself again to his favorite historical studies the spectre of “fortune’s buffets” continued to prey on his spirits. He could not tell the ‘Life and Death of John Barneveld, Advocate of Holland,” without meeting in Francis Aerssens the figure of a Dutch ambassador who had been “taken off by his own government at Paris somewhat as he had been at London. Elsewhere in the same history he draws the like- ness of Prince Maurice and of Barneveld in colors which suggest that Grant and. Sumner werv in his eye even when writing of Dutch politics in the seventeenth century, as, for instance, when he holds the following language :— As Prince Maurice was at that time the great sol- dier of Protestantism without clearly scanning the grandenr of the field in which he was achief actor or foreseeing the vastness of its future, so the advo- cate was its statesman and its prophet. Could the two have worked together as harmoniously as they had done at an earlior day it would have been a blessing for the common weal of Europe. But, alas! the evil gonius of jealousy, which so often for- bids cordial relations between soldier and statesman, already stood shrouded in the distance, darkly menac- ing the strenuous patriot who was wearing his life out in exertions for what ho deemed the true canse of progress and humanity. All history shows that the brilliant soldier of a re- public is apt to have the advantage, in a struggle for popular afection and popular applause, over the statesman, however consummate. Mr. Motley died on the 27th of May, 1877, and was buried at Kensal Green Cemetery, just outside of London. “Republics,” says Dr. Holmes, “are for getful. ‘They forgive those who have wronged them as easily as they forget those who have done them good servies. But history never forgets and never forgives, To hor decision wo may trust the question tho warm-hearted patriot who had 5 was suspected. It was the belief of his relatives that somebody on the train had struck him in the eye and then thrown him off the car. It was claimed that Mr. Rebecchini in all his actions was a very care- ful man and would never dream of jumping on a train while iu motion. He left his house at a quarter past six o'clock and had plenty of time to catch the train. It was a maxim with the deceased never to be late for anything and never to miss an engagement. SKETCH OF THE DECEASED. Mr, Rebecchini was unmarried and resided with his twosisters at No. 1,219 Lexington avenue, and was the main support of the household. He was much beloved and respected by the neighbors, and the do- mestics in his employ praised him highly. He was very abstemious in his habits and not known to touch intoxicating liquors. He was a native of Ancona, Italy, and not a Watlachian as previously published. is father, Seratino Rebecchini, was a distinguished organist. ‘and teacher of vocal music, and his uncles on his mother’s sido were noted as artists and cornet players, The deceased inherited the talents of both his parents. Ho painted with exquisite taste in water colors, and in the parlor of his late residence are hanging several pictures executed by his land during his leisure hours last spring and sumer. They are very credit- able, and for a person who uever studied the art are wonderful productions. One of them represents the Castle ot Iseluce, in Naples; one the Americus Club House, at Greenwich, Conn., and another the landing of the body of George Peabody, the philanthropist. Mr. KRebechini's talent for music was extraordinary. He was known as the poet violinist, and it was often said of him that he could make the violin speak, When only thirteen years of age he piayed at the farewell concert given to Miss Adelaide Phillipps previous to her de- parture for Europe to timsh her studies, He came to this country with his father in 1850, and for some timo was connected with several opera companies, He afterward became attached to the orchestra of the Grand Opera House, where he remained until the death of James Fisk. There he became acquainted wite Mr. Tissingtou, and the latter, on becoming leader of the Union Square Theatre orchestra, ap- pointed Rebecchini his assistant, which position he held at the time of his death. ‘The deceased was also composer and master of the Italian, French, Greek, English, Spanish aud Turkish languages, THE POst-MONTEM. Deputy Coroner MacWhiuney called at the residence of the deceased yesterday, and in the presence of Drs, Hanna and Elliott, mad t-mortem examination of the body, which rove: that death had been caused by a compound fracture of the skull. A per- mit for burial was granted by Coroner Croker, and the funeral will take place to-morrow, CIty NEWS ITEMS. Judge Duffy solemnized two marriages at the Essex Market Police Court yesterday morning. Fighty-tive female and thirty-one male prisoners wore discharged from Blackwell's Island yesterday. Jobn R. Garland, who died at the residence of his brother-in-law, Colonel Heury G. Stebbins, No, 42 West Niveteenth street, in the sixty-third year ot his age, on Sunday last, was yesterday buried in Grecn- wood Cemetery. William Lyons, aged fifty, of No. 909 Kast Thirty- ninth street, while at work on the elevated railway yesterday, at Kighty-third stroet and Ninth avenue, fell to the ground and broke his leg and arm. He ‘was removed to the Niuty-ninth Street Hospital, Bernard Fitzsimmons, aged forty, of No. 2,210 Second aventc, was run over yesterday by a team and coach dri by Charles Lyneh, at the corner of Broadway and Fourth street. He wax severely in- jured in the abdomen and was removed to St, Vine cent’s Hospital. ‘The driver was arrested. Moritz Bullowa, wholesele dealer in groceries at No, 315 Greenwi street, had in his employ Ireder+ ick Seboen and Martin Winters, and one of his cus- tomers was Charles Beckman, & grocer at No. 85 De- lancey strect. Recently Mr. Bullowa suspected that he was being robbed, and Schoen, upon being charged with wrong doing, ‘confessed that he and Winters were acting in concert with Beckman to detraud their employer. Schoen said it had beon the habit of him- self and Winters, when weighing goods for Beckwith, to aliow overweight to the value of from $40 to $10 ata ti Mr. Dullowa believes he has lost in this way during the past two months trom $1,500 to $4,000, At the ‘Tombs yesterday Winters and Schoen were held in $1,000 bail each and Beckman in $6,000 bail for trial. Mrs. Hannah Stringer lives in apartments over her drug store at the corner of Twenty-ftth strect aud Fourth avenue, and boards two of her clorks, Yes- terday morning, at two o'clock, her clorks returned home and found in the hallway two strange men, One of the intruders whispered that he had been brought there by his companion, Whom he had never met before, and was suffered to a but the clerks se- cured the other man and handed him over to the po- lice. It was then found that Mra, Stringer’s apart- ments hal during the night been broken into and $159 worth of clothing stolen. In the Fifty-seventh Street Court yesterday the prisoner gave the name of John Benim, twenty-four years of age, a clerk, and refused fo state where he lived. He was held in de fault of $2,500 bail to answer, 5 aa a NE AMONG THE SURF MEN. The Life Saving Service from Squan Tnlet to Sandy Hook, TAKING THINGS EASY Less Hardship Experienced Than at the Inlet Stations, Lire Savina Staton No. si Sanp¥ Hoox, Dec. 24, 1878, When the last of the’ numerons inlets that inters sect the coast of New Jersey, north of Cape May, ia crossed, the Lite Saving Service assumes @ less dane gevous form, The bar rarely runs more than two hundred and fifty yards from the shore, and most of | the work of the stationmen ¢an be done by the mor- tar, breeches buoy and life car, Keepers and crews also have the advantage of a thickly populated neighborhood, a railroad, teams and volunteer assistance, The services of the surfboat are therefore, rarely necessary, aud the chief element of danger consequently removed, ‘Then there is the all important fact that in this part of the Fourth dis- trict the fishermen have some political influence and may control, at least, primaries, The sturdy men further south on the Jersey coast, isolated as they are for weeks at a time from the mainland, cannot look for assistance in any form beyond what the govern- ment provides for them. The lower beaches are flat and subject to every violent incursion of the sea in heavy gale. THE PATROLS DANG ‘The patrols on these beaches are constantly exe posed to extreme danger. A surfman leaves the stae tion on a wild night, lantern in hand. There may be a blinding snow storm, He arrives at the end of his beat, four miles from the station. Meanwhile the tide is rising, the storm is raging and the surf is playing sad pranks, ‘The patrol on his return meets with decp gullies in the sand betweon the hills, through which the tide is running like a mill race. When he attempts to ford them the water reaches his waist. Often he has to drop his lantern and dig his hands into the sand to save himself. Occasionally he is “treed” on a sand hill, awaiting the falling of the tide, while the waves are cutting into the hill and washing away tons of sand, He has no means of communicating with the station, but has to remain, on this bleak point until he can venture from ite When he reaches the station and reports @ wreck, should any occur, the surfboat is run ont from the house. The mortar, breeches, buoy and life car are useless, a8 the vexsel lies in a shoal two or three miles from shore. The house is a half mile from the surf, and over that distance the crew are obliged to drag heavy boat and wagon, weighing over a ton, through soft, wet sand. Before they reach the surf the crew are almost exhausted, A HARD PULL. Then they have to lift the boat from the wagon and prepare fora long, severe pull through “broken water,” combing w on the shoals that require the most delicate management and varied experience to surmount. The boat is an ordinary surfboat, in many instances notas good for its mission as the craft of the fishermen along the coast. Should one of these “combers” strike her unawares, that is, with- out the steersman’s guardian oar being on time, the crew would the next instant find themselves struggling in the water, with nothing but their cbrk jackets to protect them. Ina heavy sea the jackets count very little. Suppose the life saving erew reach the vessel and take off some of the people on board. Then comes the most difficult part of the tesk, and that is to get ashore safely. There is not a soul within miles to assist them, and tl are obliged to land the shipwrecked people and to leave them, sometimes in an exhausted condition, until they are ready to return to the goverament honse, Now hore is real danger; here the situation calls for the noblest qualities of the Life Saving Service, EASIER WORK, But it is an altogether different thing on the coast I’ have just visited. ‘Tire beach is and abrupt and the crews are not alone in their work. The im i- gation now in progress at Asbury Park shows the crews have rivals in the life ‘saving business. Without entering into the merits of this case, which is for decision in the hands of ahe United States examiners, Tan say that the scax, pl illustrates the difference between the conditior the service north and south of Squan Inlet;—Below, ; above, comparative security. Below, iso} ns ove, family, neighbors and political influ. ence. This tells the entire story. The. gov- ernment, instead of taking into ‘consideration superior claims of the stations on the isolated beaches around the inlets, spends extra money in making stations near fashionable watering places as elegant as possible. For these favored houses books. are provided for summer or fall visitors to iter their names, and tor fashion penny-a-liners to icle choice tidbits for society gossip. NEW STATIONS. ‘Lhe two new houses at Long Branch and Sea Girt are like Swiss cottages, because the fashionable neigh bors objected to the plain, ungraceful, un ry red structures that comprised the government plan. And yet the poor fellows further south who do tén times the work of these pampered stations have no@ oven, in some cases, proper apparatus to work with. I have already spoken of patched boats and rotten shot lines, & THE UPPER STATIONS. Crossing Squan Inlet the first station north is No. 9, Keeper Jackson. Here is a magnificent specimen ot surfboat, twenty-eight fect on the keel and thirty- two on top, fully capable of taking twenty persons ashore in addition to the erew. When the schooner: Maggie McDonnell went ashore last Febr ate Wreck Pond, near the station, the boat went out in a, raging surf 250 yards from shore and behaved splen- didiy. Strange to say, the Merriman lite suits at this house were not leaky. Keeper Ludlow, of station No. 8, has two good shot lines and the same kind of boat as his neighbor below. Keeper Newman has a good # boat, but bis oars are all sprung and unfit for the service. Keeper Vannote, of station No. 6, the defendant in the present investigation at Asbury Park, has a light dost, which is very sharp forward, with @ nearly straight keel. The patrol lanterns are almost use- loss, as they blow out in any gal Station No.5 is a now house, near the West End Hotel, Long Branch, which is as yet unfinished, and, of course, unoceupied, Keeper Valentine, of station No. 4, Mi ith Beach, likes his boat, but its wagon is shored up, and, I think, unfit to carry the boat in rough weather, Here for the first time waa found a Span- ish hemp shot line fit for service, The lamps aro very bad at this station. Keeper West, of station No. 3, has boat and mortar apparatus in satisfactory condition. At station No. 2 Keeper Kittell’s boat is like a bowl and spins around like a top in the water. She seems to have been built parposely to drown her crew in a heavy sea. Keeper Patterson, at station No, 1, uses the boat wagon at times for the mortar and its apparatus, GRUMBLING FAVORITES. In this brief glance at the stations between Squan Inlet and Sandy Hook only the actual condition of the lite saving apparatus has been noted. The houses were in good order, 4a might be éxpected when a keeper was on trial in this part of the district and visits from responsible officials were im- pending; yet the impression left on the mind of one who hal witnessed the work and examined the stations of the crews around the inlets was that the keepers and their men north of Squan have a conparatively easy time of it, and en- joy an amount of influence with their quondam fish- ing triends that goes a yreat way in politics, Hence, it may be the desperate efforts of a disappointed can- didate to unseat a keeper. For the first time since I leit Cape May have I heard grumbling and com. plaints about patrols, At some of these upper sta tions the surtmen growl ubout the severity of the nigh duties to which they are assigned. Below them, at Barnegat, Little and Great and. ‘Townsend inlet, men do five times the work and never grumble. In addition to the improvements I suggested in my last letter I would earnestly recom. mond to the government, for the better working of the service, to connect the stations by a wire aud @ telephone. Half the money witich has uselessly speut in this service on nonsensical experiments would pay for th eful means of communication, Aword in ‘1 to the personnel of the surfmen of this district. They are, as a goneral rule, men accus- tomed to the surt from childhood, with very fow ex- captions intelligent, sober, quiet In demeanor and fulrly educated, The old sand Spaniards aud beach combers have disappeared, UNWELCOME RECOGNITION. Mary Sullivan, who found many old acquaintances. amoug the police of Jefterson Market Court yester day, was arraigned betore Judge Morgan and accused by Officer Link, of the Twenty-ninth precinct, of have ing picked pockets on Sixth avenue, near Twenty. third street, on Tuesday evening, A young man named Roth caught her in thy very act and appeared st her also. Sho was weil dressed and — in- her Clerk to that tunctionar; timer of some note twenty years.” Mary was quietl; at await the claimants of the pocketbooks and andl. kerchiefs with which her Si oe were filled. Shoe had upward of Aited. hs had upward of $08 in upon lee