The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, May 26, 1895, Page 16

L] p 18 THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, MAY 26, 1895. e i o R e el THE ORIGINAL PRIVATE MULVANEY. William McManus, an E ast Indian Veteran Who Served as a Model for Rudyard Kipling’s Most Famous Character. LIVES IN THIS CITY, Interesting Reminiscences of the Biographer by His Subject. HERO OF THE BLACK TYRONES. #s Says Dinah Shadd Is Fictlon, but tho Incarnation Is Very Largely Fact. And now only a genius that is greater than Kipling’s is needed to enable who- ever may care to undertake the task to write more fascinating and more truthful yarns of barrack-room life in her Majesty’s East Indian service than did even the biographer of the world-famed Private Mulvaney. For, truth to tell, Private Mulvaney him- self is at hand, ready to tell whoever has the ear for them the self-same tales he told to Kipling, and Kipling to the world; ready to tell even more than Kipling has told. His real name is William McManus, He lives down on Nebraska street and has been a resident of San Francisco for more years than his biographer has been famous by picturing to the world the adventures of Privates Mulvaney, Ortheris and Learoyd, of the “Black Ty rones.” In fact there was no such regiment as the Tyrones in the East Indian service, but the Eighty-sixth Regiment was the Royal County Downs, and it is easily iden- tified as the one of which Kipling writes in his masterful tales. And the selection of the name Black Tyrones only thinly veils the real identity of Private Mul- vaney’s regiment to those who know, for Tyrone is a county adjacent to County Down, and the only county regiment from that part of Ireland in the East Indian service, and the only regiment in the serv- ice that gloried in a Private Mulvaney. Wiliiam McManus started for San Fran- cisco a few months after the “Reincarna- tion of Krishna Mulvaney” actually oc- curred at Delhi. He has lived here ever since and is well known to the few East Indian veterans on the coast. On one 14th of July he was a prominent figure in the pro- cession of the McMahon Guards, being the only man in line who had served full time in India and won three most valued medals. These medals he wore in the march with the guards, and, together with his “papers,” they formed hissole fortune when he landed here from the good ship Aphrodite of Liverpool, on which he worked his passage from Rangoon. Rudyard Kipling has generously be- stowed upon the hero of the *“Incarnation of Krishna Mulvaney” a considerable quantity of rupees and a massive gold chain that the priest in the temple gave him as hush money for deserting his palanquin without exposing his identity as a mere human being—and one not very sober at that. The fortune and some other flourishes that Kipling has given the nar- rative make ita good book story, but the facts of the case are about as interesting, and nearly the same as Kipling relates with these few ex- ceptious: That Mulvaney was at that time no longer in the service; that he had saved a good deal of money from his work as a driver, with which he went off on a tear as a relief from his hard work under water; that the palanquin he rode to the temple in was not the one he obtained from Dearsley to prevent him swindling the natives on it any further— that, as Kipling says elsewhere, is quite another story—and that he came back from the temple and his drunken ride in the palanquin penniless instead of rich and glad enough to escape with a whole skin from the wrath of the priests and the pos- sible judgment of the real Krishna. Yes, it was William McManus who rode in that palanquin; it was William Mec- Manus who gave Kipling the sound ad- vice not to “name places, for a man is thracked by a place,” which Kipling care- fully followed in his tales; it was Wil- liam McManus who courted Dinah Shadd—but he did not marry her; it was he of whom Kipling wrote in *‘Private Learoyd’s Story’”: “Mulvaney—grizzled, tender and very wise Ulysses, sweltering on the earthwork of a Central India line— judge if I have forgotten old daysin the Trap.” “Thema was the days I was bossin’ a gang of native track-layers on the Govern- ment railroad,” says William McManus. “Well, I remember Kipling in those days— a plucky, inquisitive little fellow in the Civil Service, who I first met at Cawn- pore, where he passed his bottle around among us privates, and then got us to tell him all the yarns of the barrack-room. He had a little stubby black mustache and wore spectacles. He stopped at my bunga- low on the railroad all one day and drank out of my bottle and helped me out on a square meal. And I was mighty glad of the chance to be civil to him.” “My friend, Private Mulvaney, was one of the sentries (at the Inexpressibles’ ball) because he was the tallest man in the regi- ment,” Kipling has written. That is Wil- liam McManus—and not only the tallest, but the straightest, the best chested, the biggest fisted, the neatest and trimmest and the kindest hearted man in the regi- ment, as his biographer has variously and veraciously characterized him. “How in the world did you come to know these things?” Kipling once asked of Pri- vate Mulvaney in one of the tales of “Sol- diers Three.” And it was William Me- Manus who answered: “Bekase I'm turned durin’the Quane’s pleasure to a lump av wood, lookin’ out straight forninst me, wid a—a—candle ab bram in my hand for you to pick your cards out av.”’ And you need not read Kipling to know that William McManus, the original Private Mulvaney, was every inch a soldier. To-day he is older than he was, and none the better off for the oft repeated sprees like the one that gaye Kipling the inspiration for the Reincarnation story. But he is as straight and as slick as ever he was, though his occupation is that of a laborer. Kipling came upon Mulvaney (Me- Manus) when he “was doing pack-drill” for being “dirty on parade.” This astonished Kipling, who says: “I nearly fell into the fort ditch with astonishment and wrath, - for Mulvaney is the smartest man that ever mounted guard, and would as soon think of turning out uncleanly as of dis- pensing with his trousers.” And those who have read the tale know it was the ‘““dirty little pig-scraper,” Mul- lins, who did the thing for pure meanness, as Ortheris said. But Mullins was not Mullins any more than Terrance Mul- vaney was not William McManus. Mul- ling' name was Adams, the first captain under whom McManus served. It was Adams who halted at the battle of Gwal- lah and feared to go. 1t was Adams who was court-martialed and—but that is getting ahead of the tale, and you who read Kipling ought to be told some of the facts in Private Mulvaney’s career that Kipling has not yet set down and prob- ably never will, for now he is writing jungle stories and ballads. Private Mulvaney—that is to say, Wil- liam McManus—was born in the Grecian archipelago, on the island of Cephalonia, in 1839. Both his father and mother were | Irish born and reared, and his father was a private in the Thirtieth Regiment of the line, that was then stationed at Cephalo- nia along with the army of occupation, when the transfer of the Ionian group was made from Greece to Great Britain. Two vears and a half later, when the army was returning to England, the elder McManus died at sea and was buried off the island of Malta. He had not been in the service long enough for his widow to be entitled to & pension, but the company made up a purse for her and she got back to Ireland. They were very poor in Ireland, and Wil- liam must needs work as soon as his years would permit. In this way his education was totally neglected, and it is not strictly true, as Kipling says, that “Mulvaney wrote me an invitation on a tool-indent form to visit him” when he became a “‘ker-nel” on the Government railway line in India, for truth to tell neither then nor thereafter could this bar- rack-room hero either read or write. When William was 18 years old his mother married again, and it was then that he took up the sword of his father and entered her Majesty’s service. He en- listed at the Royal Barracks in Dublin as volunteer for the Crimea. But the peace of Odessa was signed November 14 of that year, and his draft was sent to the schools of instruction at Curragh of Kildare and Aldershot. “It was at Aldershot that I first saw the Duke of Cambridge, who is first cousin to the Queen, and now commander-in- chief of the army,” said William McManus, when he told me the story of his life yes- terday, and I noticed that his tongue was not quite so broad and charmingly Celtic as isthatof Kipling’s Mulvaney. Yet there are many touches in Mulvaney’s language that bear a striking resemblance to those of William McManus. “The Duke had just returned from the Crimea, and was distributing medals for good behavior to the soldiers who had been in the service for eighteen years. The Duke noticed that a cornetof the Fourth Royal Irish Dragoons was making memoranda of the speech on the sleeve of his gauntlet. ‘A soldier has lots to contend with,’ said the Duke. ‘What with snobby orporals, drunken old serge ants, officers made up the Irish brigadesin the Eighties that went to India. “Bighty-six had been in India since 1843, and this draft in which I found myself was to augment the depleted ranks of that regiment. On the 20th of January, 1857, we embarked on the transport Nile at Liverpool for Bombay. There were 150 of us, all told, under Captain Adams. I'll tell you more about him presently. We landed at Bombay on the 30th of June and were consigned to Coal Harbor barracks. ‘When we were there two days the alarm of assembly sounded early in the morning, and we were told to prepare for marching atonce. It was4 o’clock in the morning and we were not armed; and no one seemed to know what wasup. Off we went to Dungeree Green, a mile down the road, where we found a lot of native mutineers of the Twenty-first Bombay Native In- fantry guarded by the Second Bombay European Infantry. It was only the left wing of the Twentysfirst that had mutinied, and it was them under guard. Their right and had to change their swabs every little while, for the blood and slime of human flesh upon them. Six at a time were dis- patched in this way. At the fearful sight many of the recruits and younger officers fainted. The thirty who did not volunteer were strapped to the guns. “And’then when it was all over the Bungees,which are the very lowest caste of natives, came in and cleaned up the place. Bungees are so Jow down that even a native thinks he befouls himself by touch- ing one. They are the scavengers. They didn’t seem to mind the sickening job in the least. 2 “In a few days we were taken to the'East India dockyards and fitted out with arms and ammunition, and then we took up the march to join our regiment at Gwallah. ‘We marched all night and camped in the day, and even the nights were so hot that many of us fainted on the road. At Cujett we were joined by a battery of horse artil- lery. From there on it was all up grade, through a pass in the Poonah Gotts. John- nie Doyle, a lance corporal, Jim Neelan and myself, were on the advence guard. All at once we saw something big in the path ahead of it. We could see it move. It turned out to be ajtiger. In those T | RIS 7 - e = —— WILLIAM McMANUS, THE ORIGINAL OF RUDYARD KIPLING’S PRIVATE MULVANEY. [Photographed yesterday for the *Call.’"} wing was in Aden, at the mouth of the Suez canal, at the time, and both wings had been acting as marines for the East India Company. “Well, we were drawn up in line, and before we knew what was up the sen- tence of the court-martial was read both in English and Hindustani. They had been tried for high treason and insubordination, and the verdict was guilty. Now, if you ever saw that big picture up at the art gallery on Nob Hill you know what the punishment was in those days. “All at once a battery of six guns was drawn up in front of our lines. The gun- ners were in shirt-sleeves and wore helmets. There was a call for volunteers—for volun- teersio stand up in front of the guns and be blown to death without being tied. We WILLIAM McMANUS AS A McMAHON GUARD IN SAN FRANCISCO. supposed to be gentlemen and the likes of you (pointing right at the scribbling cor- net), who go around stealing the wordsout of men’s mouths.’ “The cornet winced under it, but he dared not say a word. I was consigned finally to the Eighty-sixth Royal County Downs, the very same regiment that Mr. Kipling calls the Black Tyrones. There were the Eighty-third County Dublin Vol- unteers, the Eighty-seventh Royal Irish Fusilliers and. the Eighty-eighth Con- naught Rangers along with us, and these were all raw recruits. We thought it was horrible. There were nearly 200 of the natives, and all but thirty of them came forth at the call for volunteers. “They knelt down and prayed to Allah Mohammed and then went up and em- braced the guns, hurling defiance back at the British. No shot was used, only a blank cartridge and an extra heavy wad. Oh, what a bloody sceme that was. The air rained with blood and bits of flesh, and it fell on us like so much hailorsnow. The gunners were all bloody, like pig-butchers, mountains are the worst man-eaters in the world. They will jump into the ranks and carry off a man. This fellow never stirred, but was waiting for us to approach near enough for him to spring. Captain Adams ordered out the gun. We placed it right in front of him and blew him in atoms. When we came out of the Poonah we were within a mile of Gwallah. We could hear the firing and knew the battle was in progress. Yet Captain Adams camped here. He was nervous and afraid to go into action. He was pale and walked around his tent all day. When we had been in camp about a day a reconmoitering from the native Royal Troops found us and reported to Lieutenant-Colonel Stewart of the Eighty- sixth Regiment. “Presently Colonel Stewart came down in a rage and asked what reason Adams had for not coming to the front, as he had been ordered. “Adams replied that his men were tired. “Colonel Stewart angrily ordered Adams to get to the front at once. And wuen he got there Adams was arrested. He was afterward court-martialed and sent back to the depot in Ireland. We found our regi- ment out on skirmish duty, but the next morning we were assigned to our places and then went to the front. The Eighty- sixth was sent in advance, the First Bri- gade of Fusiliers, the BSeventy-eighth Highlanders (what they called the Ross- shire Buffs), the Bombay Artillery and eleven native regiments of the Royal Hindoo Infantry supporting us, all of them being under the command of Captain Gubbins. Presently Captain Loud sent the order for the Eighty-sixth to storm the gate of the city. Then we formed into a forlorn hope and marched up behind four guns. These blew down the gate and in we marched. There was no resistance offered us till we got well inside. Then the gates were closed again and we found ourselves surrounded. Captain Gubbins faced the rear rank to the right about and then ordered the bugler to sound the regi- mental call. We fought our way to the gate back to back, and lost twenty-three men in about fifteen minutes. There were 15,000 natives in the garrison. Loud came to our rescue at once with the artillery, but he dared not use the guns on the gate for fear of Kkilling his own men. They started in to chop the gate down. When they got in- side Captain Loud began to form his men around us. While he was forming thus a native officer sneaked up behind him and raised his tulwah, ready to cleave Loud straight down the backbone. “Sam Hunter, a Belfast lad of our com- pany, stood to the right and saw it all. He stepped out in time and killed the native just before his tulwah descended. Now, I'll tell you how Sam Hunter was rewarded for saving old Loud’s life. It'sasa good a story as any of Kipling’s. The battle lasted two hours, when the natives were completely routed and about 500 of them taken prisoners, *‘The next day Colonel Stewart ordered Private Hunter into the guard house for leaving the ranks without permission. Of course we understood this was all right so far as Stewart was concerned, and he told Hunter he wouldn’t forget to report to Loud why he had left the ranks. The next day after that Hunter was brought up be- fore Loud and the story was told. Colonel Loud said Hunter had no business to leave | the ranks for any purpose without permis- sion, and then he gave him fourteen days’ heavy marching orders and fourteen days ofgrog stopped. Oh, that’s the way things 80 sometimes. “All the prisoners we took were killed. The sixty-eight officers were blown from cannons and the 400 men were taken out and shot, one by one. Each man was told to take out a prisoner and shoot him. It wasall done in an off-hand way, and no hollow square or anything like that. “There’s another true story that ought to go along with the Hunter incident. We told it to Kipling, but I don’t know whether he wrote it up. It happened at Jancey, where we got the big treasures. In the thick of the firing between drawn lines Colonel Shower of the Second Regi- ment rode across the lines to give an order to Colonel Loud. On his way back, when he got about 200 feet away from our lines he fell off his horse, wounded by a native bullet. “Aman from Company 10 and myselt | ¥ Co. drasmiste: 504 saw it all, and rushed out of the lines in an instant and grabbed the colonel. We dragged him under cover, and in that way saved his life. Both of us were wounded, but not seriously. Afterward we both got medals for that. “Well, we took so much treasure at Jancey that even the share of & private soldier amounted to fifty rupees— and a rupee, you know, is worth 50 cents in this country. From Jancey we went on to Calpee, skirmishing all the way. We passed out of Central India and into Ben- gal, and went as far as the edge of the bar- rier jungle. Then we were ordered back to Bombay, where we waited under orders to 80 to China. Our regimeat was finally sent home to England. Now, it’s a rule, you know, that if you volunteer to remain onin service at such a time a two-years’ credit is given you, which shortens the service to nineteen vears. I decided to stay on in India. Colonel Stewart advised me not to do this. He said good reports had been sent in to the Home Office about me and that it would be better for me to go. But I stayed on—and if I hadn’t I probably would never have met Kipling and then I wouldn’t bave got written up as Yrivflre1 Mulvaney, would I? But I could have stood that well enough. The reason I didn’t go home was that I had no educa- tion, and knew that I couldn’t possibly be promoted out of the ranks for that reason. ““Where did I first meet Kipling? That was at the well of Cawnpore. This was the place of the massacre, you know. Five of us were sitting around the well one afternoon when a civilian rode up and dis- mounted. He had field glasses and carried a satchel. He wasn’t cleanly shaven, I re- member that. Charley Hood was with me and Jack Crothy and Bill Gun, and I don’t remember the others. ‘ ‘Were any of you in Blood’s battery ?’ Kipling said, as he came over and took a seat. Of course, we didn’t know who he was. I never found out his name till I was just going to leave India, though I saw a good deal of him after that time. “Bill Gun said he was in Blood’s bat- tery. “Then Kipling out with his bottle and asked if we had any objection to tasting his bottle. Oh, we had no objections, and the bottle was soon empty. Then Kipling went off and got another bottle. We sol- diers couldn’t buy it—regulations strict. Then he satdown and had a long talk with Bill Gunand all of us. Bill had been in the firstrelief of Lucknow and was hemmed in there by the natives. He told Kip- ling all about that, all about how the natives started in to undermine the residence, and then how OQutram under- mined their mine. He told him about digging a big pit where the women and children were placed for safety, and how it was the women down in the pit who first heard the pipes playing and called out to the soldiers that the ‘Campbells were com- ing.’ Then we told him about the Nana Sahib’s doings and all of those things. “He used to come into the canteens at night and hear all the stories that were going. He was always sociable, but never had much to say himself.” “‘Mulvaney knew a contractor on one of the new Central India lines and wrote to him for some sort of work,” says Kipling in the “Big Drunk Deaf.” “The contractor said that if Mulvaney could pay the pas- sage he could give him command of a gang of coolies for old times’ sake."” And this is partly true, only McManus did not have to pay his passage, for when he was mustered out he was given a pass to any part of India on the Government roads that he cared to visit. And it was not McManus who wrote to the contractor, but his com- mander, Colonel Stewart, and the colonel gave him a letter to the contractor, which read: ‘“He is simple, but trustworthy.” And McManus brought that letter with him to America. When Kipling came to visit McManus on the railway, the latter said to him, in the language of Private Mulvaney : “I'm a civilian now. Cud you tell that I was iver a martial man? Don’t answer, sor, if you’re strainin’ betune a compli- ment an’ a lie.” “It was that time,” says McManus, ‘‘that Kipling had brandy and tiffin in my bungalow. He came down the track on a handcar pushed by two natives, along with Mr. Curling, the assistant engineer, The first thing he said to me was: “‘I've seen you before, haven’t I’ " “*“Yes, sir; at Cawnpore,” I said, and then he remembered me and stayed and had a long talk. ““Well, then I went a diving. It was big pay, but bad work. It was scraping ves- sels and the like of that. I saved up a good bit and then went down to Delhi on that tear. Yes, Irodein a palanquin and had lots of fun while it lasted. When it was over I was broke again. But while I was diving I met Kipling often. He used to go to the canteens to talk with the old soldiers. Once he asked me if I didn’t wanta better job than I had, but I was satistied then and told him I was. “When I left diving I got a pass to Penang and was in charge there of the waterfalls at Prince Edwards Islard in the Straits of Malacca, between India and China. I met Kipling there again. This time he told me his name and said he was going to Hongkong, and that if ever I wanted a friend to send to him in care of Captain Newball, the master attendant of the navy at Hongkong. Then, after Kip- ling went on to China, I got a pass to Ran- goon. 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Peters, the Chinese caterer who took the cases from the wharf to Chinatown and another Mongolian who saw the prisoner break into the store. Commissioner Heacock held the men to appear before the United States Grand Jury. Their bail was reduced to $500, the amount of the fine in the case. —_——— New Incorporations. 8. P. Taylor’s Sons have incorporated with a capital stock of $100,000 and the following directors: E. M..Taylor, Samuel J. Taylor, Frank L. Taylor, Fred 8. Taylor, Alex T. Vogel- sang. The Western Transfer and Swr?e Company has been incorporated with a capital stock of 0,000, and the following directorate: Peter oppen, M. C. Nunan, Monroe Barnert, J. Witt, Frank Severio, H. E. Brown, M. L. Culver. CP'“‘"LI Pfl-flql! lh:;'l Infallible Pile Cure. ‘ures all cases of blind, bleeding, itching and ding piles. _Price 50 cents, A. M Tle » 504 Washington street. °°R PORA ¢ 1892, - 111, 118, 115, 117, 119, 121 POST STREET. R L i POTRERD AND MISSION. MRS, AGACIO DIVORCED, St. Teresa’s New Parochial Residence to Be Built at Once. Natlve Sons Swell the Admission Day Fund—Varley In the Mission. The pastor of St. Teresa’s Church at the Potrero, Rev. P. O'Connell, has decided upon having a new parochial residence built immediately. Architects Mahoney and Ryland have prepared plans for a neat tweive-room house, with concrete base- ment, which is to be put up where the old one now stands, The contracts for the foundation and superstructure are to be let early this week, and the old building 1s to be moved at once to another portion of the church property on Butte street. The new resi- dence will pe a square building, two stories ?415% 29x60 feet.” The cost will be about There is to be a May procession in the church this afternoon ‘at 3 o’clock, con- ducted by the Sisters of the Holy Family. The benediction of the blessed sacrament will be held afterward. South San Francisco residents are talk- ing about agitating for an electric sprink- ler to be run on_Kentucky street nndpRnil- road avenue. It was necessary to run naked car-trucks over the linefyesterday while workmen cleaned armatures of elec- tric-motors. A sprinkler run over the track twice a day would prevent much wear and tear to the car gearing,which the dust now causes, besidesg to the residents. The entertainment and ball given by Hesperian Parlor No. 137, N. 8. G. W.,at Native Sons’ Hall, on Seventeenth street, near Valencia, Friday evening,. for the benefit of Admission-day funa, proved successful. The programme included a barytone solo_by F. M. Kelley, whistling solo by E. J. Wales, soprano solo by Miss Daisy Keane, quartet by the Dewey and Kaufman brothers, songs by James Mc- Neill, instrumental imitations by William Massett, recitation by Miss Alice Board- man, cornet solo by L. C. Coggin, comi- calitles by G. A. Hueter, vocal solo by Miss Ruth White, musical selections by Messrs, ge(;geyT nnld Ks\afmnn..s cialties by Miss adie Taylor and music by the American Concert &rchestrs. s An enjoyable 5-cent social was given Friday evening by the Grace Methodist Episcopal Church, corner of Twenty-tirst and Capp streets, for the benefit of the male chorus. Henry Varley, the English evan to begin a week’s revival in the Mission district. He will preach every evening, e: cept this one, at Grace Methodist i)pis- copal Church. He will also preach at Grace Church this morning. %he after- noons he will devote to Bible readings at Trinity Methodist E iscopal Church, cor- ner of Sixteenth and fiarket streets. The executive board of the Mission branch of the Young Men’s Christian As- sociation has re-elected W. W. Chase, pres- ident and W. D. Kin bury treasurer. *‘On June 1,” says the Mission Journal, “the branch will give a Yrivnte test of events for the gymnasium classes. The all-around championship contest will be held on Sat- urday afternoon, June 8. The Comus Club, limited to twenty-five members, will have one more pleasant gathering before adjourning for tge sum- mer vacation. It will be at J. Frank English’s residence, 2247 Howard street. € improvements on the James Lick Grammar School, corner of Twenty-fifth and Noe streets, will cost about $16,000, in- cluding concrete bulkheads around the Iot. On Friday evening an imitial musicale Was given for the benefit of the Continental Sibver band, which was articipated in by Misses Rose Harwood, BSX; Park and May Tunison, Professorand Mrs. Krone, Pro- fessors von der Mehden and G.Sauvlet, and Messrs. Charles G. Nagle, Charles F. Stone, W. C. Ordway, H. M. Alpen, Al Holborn, J. L. Baker, H. Brogman, Car- ter, Walsh and Baker. list, is eing a great boon | Singular Tale of Woe by the Wife of a Rich Guatemala Planter. He Eloped With Another and Neg- lected and Threatened Hlis Spouse. Mrs. Elena Agacio, wife of Antonio B. Agacio, a wealthy Guatemalan coffee- planter, was yesterday granted a divorce from her husband, the evidence in the case revealing unusual heartlessness on his part. Some time ago the husband brought suit for divorce against the wife, but she heard of the proceedings and entered the present suit, on which the decree was granted to her. In her statement the wife told how she Wwas married on June 13, 1870, at St. John's Church, Manchester, England, and after- ward lived happily with her husband for five years. there being four children from the marriage. She said her husband, who was “a Chilean and a man of violent and vassionate temper,” struck her in the face owing to a few trivial words about dinner. Thereafter he deserted her for four years, not sending her money, and she was com- pelled to make baby clothes for sale. Afterward there was a reconciliation and the pair went to Guatemala. There Mrs. Agacio says her husband be- came “ acquainted with one Charlotte Batres, with whom he subsequently eloped, after sending his wife back to England. His wife saved up money and followed him to Santa Ana, but had to live ina house stripped of everything but a “frame bed and a piano,” while her husband lived in luxury ata villa. Even then her hus- band struck her with his whip, and she | says she would have been killed but for the interference of his manager. Her statement concluded : My husband isa man of high position and means. He is consu -general for several re. ublics in Paris. He has sharesin the pier at anta Ana,and is the sole proprietor of the only distillery allowed to make the native wine there, and he is possessed of large coffee flmtutlom in Central America. Ihave always ed a true and virtuous life. Mr. Agacio protested that he was only earning $60 to $100 per month and could not provide for her. Francisco Ojeds, well-known San Franciscan, corrobor the wife's testimony, and she was accorded a decree on her cross-complaint. AnotHer Fallacy Exploded. jon that the strong-minded w:)rx::n x;ghr?ot domestic in her tastes and instincts seems to be disturbed by the con- gratulations that have been called out by the completion of Mrs. Livermore’s fifty | years of wedded bliss.—Boston Herald. el g Another Eresidential Nominee. If the Republicans should take a notion to nominate a Southern man for vice- president, Henry Clay Evans would an- swer the purpose admirably.—8t. Louis Globe-Democrat. —————— Must Have Been Bargain Day. The Governor of Kansas has been ar- rested for $65. This is indeed an era of low prices.—New York Recorder, —————— To Stammerers. Stammering, stuttering, lisping positively and permanently cured. Cityand country refer- ences. Professor R. 8. Davis, 11 Hyde sireet. * —— $10 TATLOR-HADE SOITS, BEST AND CHEAPEST IN THE CITY. 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