The evening world. Newspaper, November 24, 1900, Page 8

cr. C. SHELDON MAKES SWEEP OF HACKNEY PRIZES __AT THE GREAT MADISON SQUARE GARDEN SHOW. be bbb ie Phbedeadednnd GeoturesTwe Twenty » Six) + Ribbons with Twenty-| Seven Entries—Horse|* Carnival Winds Up To- |: Night in a Blaze of! Glory. Judging twem- ae horses, Claee aw Pr, } ty-ots har ay, or Wee harness horse ie atnale nol exoerd> the 4 ing 198 hands, tor championship, ¢ O18 PF, M—Judging single harness horace, exceeding for the cham ine pairs for the 4 50, M—Jndging pairs of harness horses, exered- for the cham 10 P, M—Judwing hunters and jompers for the heavy, weight happy and amiling the winner @ ribbone and jittie one and two} dollar prises were today! smiles took the chill off of the ro in the Garden, and, after) the old-fashioned notion that “noth muccecds Hike success must be well ‘ H Wherever the blue ribton winnera |g went hands were outatreiched to con: | 4 Gratulate them, and ali went morry as) t It ' * + 4 4 P| 4 4 ® marriage bell, F. ©. Bheidon, the hackney breeder, |s the big winner, on twenty ven @h dango i @n4 ihe champion mare Victorin and|4 4 Others of morit in his particular breed Ohildren's Day, Ohildren thronged ihe Garden in the) farly hours to-day. It is always eo on y Maturday during a horse show, and 4 Programme maker looked after i that the smallest ponies were shown ft thelr benefit, Tt waa a day of rumors, As early as 10 o'olock a report went around that Tod Bloan, the jockey, had precipitated Himself into the show And wav talking fo & young Indy near the entrance to |) the basement. It wasn't ‘Tod, but a Giminutive stabio boy who exerciser In | badale borage a whining Jown ) Hay high jo nooked y Nina pie in the {about the | struck him squarely. and tt that he was badly hart at trong odor of lntment | Me Mr Allen's person forved Hate, coachman for pearly wh years, was miatnkon for M Hin, the Frengt actor “ott cee the frat pring | (ie MK bid and blue ed he with hia Mack alaliion (half Drew Piemt Mood 4 any Adterest ion in eit worthy after Noon and (he ed and Mee Hgurne's: Hat jormer Well shaken tp Harty Allen. the ringmaster, wan at he eye, AR Me I Hoked ‘im the Neve poet am usual afer 4 pretiy eevere | TOMORROW'S SUNDAY WORLD PO-MORROW'R SUNDAY WORLD TO-MORROW’ BUNDAY WORLD TOMORROW'S BUNDAY WOLD Opera Singers’ No Ugly Superstitions Women. +". baal Remarkable State ment of Mme, Aimé Tilustrated, Exposed for the First ‘Time. Dupont, TANK YOL Will in “awkes J as black as the ‘cart of Guy anon TOMORROW'S SUNDAY WORLD. TO-MORROW'@ SUNDAY WORLD. Mystery of an Asylum. + Strange Story from Boston Recalling an Old Tragedy. POO meee ence seer eer erenseceesoeeoeces seseeeeues: To-Morrow’s Great Thanksgiving Number. ace ee Boy Hero of Orient Point Light. HEROISM. {Thrilling Story of His Ten| \ Days’ Vigil in the Storm. | BRAVERY. To- Morrow's Great Thanksgiving Number. What Happened to Archie Pell. Ww A Tale of the Stock Exchange. “Scatter My Ashes to the Winds.” ™ Strange Request of a Woman, TO-MORROW'# BUNDAY WORLD. TO-MORROW'® BUNDAY WORLD. Chinese Justice and Torture, " Remarkable Story from the Orient, by Frank G, Carpenter. ‘TO-MORROW'S GUNDAY WORLD, Apopiation in Dietetion mud Proms | iid ny’ nes, Frag born in 18 tor tary Mt bevel raliona ermeroles, 'TO-MORROW'S SUNDAY WORLD, Thanksgiving Number KQUNDAY (RYORLD eR eee een een wee wn meme were tn mewn enw eneccees America’s Thanksgiving, 1900, How to Carve a Turkey, by an | Expert who bas Carved 25,000, Jon Lawson Joh PeUeeECURECeelon Cee eee eeeeen te) bees WHAT CORY SAW AT THE SHOW, UP eee Pec cre cee ec cece cr (Oc EXPERT JOHNSON DEAD, | 000» 1 (an Yack? Owner Jowne INDON, NS He waa asmoctated with hyer “BY JAMES WHI ‘TCOMB RILEY, Written Especially for the Sunday World. 100 Ways of Making Pies. _ SATURDAY EVENING NOVEMBER, 4, 1900, PPPCCCcEr oS Ce coce creo cir re errr ee ey Convict Cody, 95900SS000020265566. Vincent Cody tion at noon to-day and back in New York, whence he of John R. Livingston fe. so.) DWEDFULLY | CONSCIOUS ey) servitude, he had come to regard aa @ friend, Sreeeeeeree ees traMe and t on the ears threo yea All Chanmed (to Him, for Cody, He asked the 1 years up yonder,’ an). at liberty, I would have to be amartest: man waned any have puffered, broke the tay, dy of murder in my Hitical meeting and we. shot him, T have suffered for == . THE PROFFESSIONAL GENT =. : : EEE LAE AMAA E>>>OD woe Seen eee rollgioun life [Nave relatives, Terah H imighn't lke it of me, | WIFE TOOK TH THE FURNITURE. »| When the Tatlor Went Home He Found the 0 Bare, have I given up hope. asf that sat In the chair at 1 When Barely Paukesioh, a tation, tv: 1 hen Prot the news, i Vonren for Kotahin, ing at 6 Kast One Hundred and | - He was| HINGHAMTON, N.Y, Nov. dh-Next|Twelfth street, went home to-day he JOHN A, KING'S FUNERAL. iehte| found the bouse without furniture, He ar-|had Just revelved a note from his wife, MOTVAIR) Paloporich, an iron moulder and a fel» wetownsman of Paukealwh th Russia ‘ Vor» Cold in the Head | Mukeatoh Bad fnvited the man to live Lasative Hromo-tulnine Pabletay'| with ti were notified and Tolopateh 1 wa —- | The a Nt Neues he A ts Pear | KG the Hotel Bayo: Bisho ; ld the furmture had. been taken. to 217 t ‘ Peels Wants give thousands some) jie, ne Hundred and. Sixth wreet, Hishop Lattielohian om ing to do, summonses were issued for the woman. | chure! fauvoy Wodnesday afternoon in olghty@third year, were hel@ at Thomas's Church, Fifth avenue, morning beer He was a free man joo! kod fi fone in Manacles thirty-(hree years ago to serve a life sentence for the murder His ttereat in the ohanged condition of the city Was almost pathetic. Though | a hale old man in spite of his lengthy | he would have heen seized Wh p] with vertigo but for the assistance of | pest t: h} Warden Johnaon, who made a polit of ming to the city with a prisoner wi When Cody left New York he went from the old Twgpity-third street mia tion, He came back Into the remodelled recaption house for the travelling pub lic. He walked into the treet and waa! yes siricken by @ hundred strange sights @ man who for thirty been used to the gray iwht and dulling atlence of the prison. A glimpse of Fifth avenue was enough Warden to lead him down into the Ninth Ward, 6 old home, where he still hue rela» all too much for me after the #ald the old man, wuese 1 will get sed to tt all in Ume, I have read of the wonders of tho iow city, for that is what it all ia to me from what |t Was ihitty-three year Yer J am glad to be back, Only a man who has tasted years of prison | the life oan appreciate what it means to be in the world to give adequate £) reasion lo what I (eel, yen killed Robert Livingston, 1 1 had no thought It was al @ Warrelied and wrong and | am coming back to lead @ don't ask me to toll you of them. « felt that I would be par. ‘ot once tn all thease yeara| Of I naked every any for wenty-five youre, At lam the wird cathe 1 (oid WaMen rien John- that Mh candi yrought to him by his four-year-old son. |Twe Bishops Ofictate-Noted Men SRE EIAMe Phe woman sald #he had gone with an- as Pallbearers, Hace on the| other man. Bervicea over the body of John A, UtherN | ‘The other ean in this case waa John| King, Inte President of the New York Historical Boctety, who died at the Hotel ‘There was first a aihyate nervice at The pall-beareras el Wann BACK TO CITY AFTER YEAR IN PRISON, ne oe Dazed by Strange Sights, Almost Faints in Streets. the oldest eaewiet in)my hone and my prayers had been ane point of service at Bing Bing, stepped) MWered Itt from a train at the Grand Central Stas | GPS (nie youre Init it is worth while, s hard to keep up hope tor don't you hink and the old man Hleally at the warden, A health ts good,” he ans t ar he sat down in the Grand lihinge. yet! fin, AAR Inet his eyes a while ‘and. then ec one nue ay or yeara T thought thay were to let me out, but they never a Sil T Ald not ex: be from to-day, 1 didn't know Anything about ft until an hour defore, The malls didn't get there until then, ‘Onee 1 Had a Wife,’ “TE have a boy, a won—he must be forty now-aomewhern I think he must be in Now York, He can't be, be dead, or Vd have heard. 1 did have another son, but he died while 1 waa away, Oh, once I had & wife, too, No, she Is BUIL ailve #0 far as I know, But you Know how it ja about a man who is 1 alwayn hoped “wom Overhead thundered the ''L)' road, elecs| under « life mentenca: he's divorced, I tne care swung round the curve into| wouldn't let them come to seo me. You the Park avenue tunnel, ‘The maanive| "** pindn's 0 was Crs ei i don't know yet what hotels, tho Manhattan, the Murray 11] ¢ qo. mist lodke around Ce seid and the Grand Central, lowered above! are some frienda tn Frooklyn the ware him, ‘The streets were congemed with] den’ going to help me locate, roar of lite fell strangely | gyi %,,4 Rave Aome money, ‘They oniy ow when you leave, but 0 Pay You 40 oF cents month, and I've got all that, about | ina Jutt here @ Balvation Ai proached the old man. nary er ae ‘Huy ® paper, sir,” the asked, He looked al her 9 long time, ai Bhe thougnt he would surely smiled, be i O tistomer and encouraged him with? hankagiving ou know this js our number" Ho continued to #mile, but his @ wore far away, by at last with @ pus. aled look on her ta bie “What was that “I My naked, and ‘Balvation Army They come up then answored pipes | woman? Oh, [kn to the priest! Saw 60,000 Convicts, Cody enjoyed the distinetion of being beet as well aa tho oldest prisoner in Bini In his thirty-three years he had been reprimanded or pun- ished, He worked at every trade, and 1] made @ great deal of money until the convict Wage system was abolished two ears ago. He mpont it for ti and uxuries, and had only $8 when he left today. tn vent at Cody entered Bing my| 187. He was e. then, Ho te now aixty-thiee, but the prison iife has not made him old be. yond }is years, He pays that over 50,09) convicts have come and gone to the prison dpring his Incarceration, late years Cody was intensely re» gious and assinted Chaplain Banderson ducting services. He ahem, who ls |e now @ jurors who con: Sing, the never but Ale eo In all the him: der, Rin ee ogeweil, George A Giatkeone Won Ken- Herponl, The inter= unily plot at Grace oil IC, Behermerhorn, Ale glas Fish, Col. ment was in Cemetery, In Ja: WOMAN FATALLY URNED, A mpark from the xltohen range net fire to Mra, Annie Wallace's clothing, in her home, 67¢ Vanderbilt avenue, Hrooklyn, vapind burned her # tevily that she iW. *} HAnce Was sum moned Howpital, nur one a that tne woman cannot live, nie a this and TO-MORROW'@ SUNDAY WORLD, pacgsisak ea aeons Guise Wotan: 10-MORROW'8 SUNDAY WORLD. | TOMORROW'S SUNDAY WORLD. Pope Leo XIII. OF THE Interviewed Ww by the Archduchess Alice of Tuscany, wr A Story for Nimrods, Parkhurst ita “Croker’s All Right.” or Words to that Effect. Doesn't Blame Tammany's Leader for Some Thiogs Mrs. Ayer's Home Page. Training a Rich Man's Son. " By Ex-Mayor Schieren, of Brooklyn. " No Woman Should Miss It Thanksgiving Menus, To-Morrow. 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