The evening world. Newspaper, June 24, 1911, Page 12

MORGAN PAINTING ‘RINGER LONDON _ PAPER DECLARES Gainsborough’s Famous Duch- and picked lot on up the of I pleture copy was finished to make So was kept the Duke, loaned for evonshire, Gainsborough—Ag- new—Greek—Worth—Sheedy — Pinkerton masterpiece for the Fifth avenue. The Mall says that John Foster, who has a mystery in his life that ac |for his right to know about the second wife of the Duke nishes an elaborate statement of how! | the original | by the family the making of a hasty copy and how price of a corner closely and touched by Sir Thomas Lawrence, Lawrence further added to the scandal of the case by touching up the lady's cheeks so a she used it appear t nevody kidnapped | unts ture then THE EVENING WORLD, SATURDAY, BESSIE AND BOBBIE HAVE A PICNIC ea tlle 4 “AR ST GLAD HAND” OF CARNEGIE TRUST = SAYSHES "BROKE hat ess of Devonshire Not the [ine original about 140, and it is now| ‘TUuptcy Filed by Walsh, Who Ri 1 Thi It Is S: id charged that John Foster got it and ee ee aN hte by ta ames . areeted Investors: It 1s merely a question of art be- tween J. Pierpont Morgan and the late Pat Sheedy. The two distinguished American connoisseurs have the buck / Passed yquarely up to them by the dear “old London Mail. If the banker and ead of the Money Trust doesn't own ‘the original and genuine Gainsborough “portrait of the Duchess of Devonshir then Sheedy did not expliate the crime of '76, and Adam Worth, gambler and unko man, put one over on the King of Wall Street. The crime of ‘16, which closely fol- Jowed the great American crime of ‘73, @onsiated of the stealing of the picture from the Agnew Gallery in London. Agnew paid about $50,000 In real money for the canvas under the idea th! It Tepresented Georgiana, the first wile of the fifth Duke of Devonshire, ‘The picture was painted In 1793 when and st the price. PAT SHEEDY A WONDER AS) ART CONNOISSEUR. But when !t came to being a real in art Pat Sheedy, in his palmy days, had ‘em all backed He was as well known as a first aid to down and out pictures up between Thirty-fourth and ‘Thirty- King Morgan now is If any picture got hard up, and suffered the sling and outrageous fortune, . the gallery where it was hocked and| bought Likewise, having an ear for the sut- fering, if a picture connoisseur thing off the board, fifth streets in Europe. thief to return it. entrance that by art lost a gem and sus- pected @ thief, Pat would run around] a the corner and say lead the suffering bereaved, around to “Hist! aw nd who has an artistic knowledge of coke is sufficient to produce} arrows of auntered into negie Trust Company in the heyday of the Cummins regime, was a large ma- hogany desk, behind which was seated “Ossie” J. Walsh, a dapper young man, formerly a bank clerk in Nashville, Tenn, His was the first “glad hand’ outstretched toward prospective di | positors, A voluntary petition in bankruptey filed to-day in the United States Court y Mr. Walsh gives Mabilities of $98, and assets of $147,140. That two short years of business as- sociation with Willlam J, Cummins, the Nashville promoter, had enabled Walsh lataulhhed in (he oh extensive credit among the hands of a thief, he would induce the banks of the North may surprise So that If one really| ven the good people of Nashville, ends of Walsh declare he was only dummy" for Cummins, and that he got the slightest personal benefit quantity of commercial nen 4 han the missing gem. Maybe it was worth 5 ey ents cont & Bite hae ad aly #48 including the frame, but {t itsta naing in his nam Pat, they do now, e was a long was a service to art, and Pat was| Atohg other Indebtedness Walsh touching story of how Gainsborough on doing a kindly turn for|oWes the Mercantile National Bank had wished to keep the picture and | the emhibit it, and how his wishes had been Sketch a copy. Then he didn't have | to Lawrence came along and ‘subbed on| the job and u replica was produced @hrough this division of genius. MORGAN HAS COPY AND NOT ‘GEORGIANA AT THAT. According to the Mail, Mr. Morgan awns,. via Adam Worth and Pat y, the copy, and it isn’t even a ture of Georgiana at all, but @ picture @f Elizabeth, the Duke's second wife. Zt’e a horrible thing in art when one @herishes the delusion that one has a wine Galnaborough of the first and kth wife of a duke to wake up and Out that it isn't Georgie but Lizzie frowns among the ruffs and under the circus tent hat and that Lizzie wa yy matrimonial after-thought— ion of ducal favor. And then ('e much worse when one finds that one des merely a replica of a picture of a edition wife. Mo that is where the world of art trembling on its pegs, while the metional question pends as to Whether Adam Worth bunked Pat| @hovdy with a fake original picture! Pat restored to the Agnews, and| tho Agnews sold for a pretty .to the American Last Gasp in cap- a art, out Arthur ‘time to paint the copy and sir Thomas Domini. ESCA Warden Gri New Jersey, has a mystery off his hands, Haltz, two of his thetic. The statement that Dowson, but itentiary, 4 on his hands, © Kleeman 1a Carl 4 He the pleture was} thwarted so that he bad to hurriedly | touched up A. D. 1838 has no reference to Anno} PING CONVICTS CAREFULLY LOCK CELL BEKND THEN [wo Men Make Clean Getaway From Hudson County “Pen” Without Guards’ Knowledge. the Hudson County, Snake Hill, rat He 1s trying to figure ern $, got out 0 2 « Batk, $75,000; Northern Bank, Ma: WO; estate of the late C, C. Dicking 1,408,61; Fourteenth Ward Bank, $25,000; Mrs. A. KE. Kidd, mother in-law of the late C. C. Dickinson, ; Madison Trust Company, $12, Trust Company, $25,000, and Dor- Trust Company of Boston, Alba chester His assets include 2,020 shares of stock of the detunct Carnegie Trust Company, 70 shares of the Nineteenth Ward Bank, ) shares of the Twelfth Ward Bank, which he says is held as collateral se- y for loans Since the collapse of the trust com- pany Walsh has been selling insurance. He js unmarried and has an apartment at No, 152 Madison avenue. To associ- ates he says there ts still due him from the Carnegie ‘Trust Company $2,800 in back salary, commissions and expenses. A slender, prematurely gray haired young man’ of the most perfect: man- ners, Walsh, since his arrival in New York two years ago at the request of Cumming, has been one of the best known Fifth avenue boulevardlers. In Nushville, for a time, Walsh was a clerk in a bank of which his uncle was President. Later he sold hats, ut It was as @ social lion that Walsh was best known in Tennessee, and his popu- larity in this role is sald to extend, all over the South, His connection with 1 {the Carnegle Trust Company 18 sald to have brought many deposits to that In- a ee an aoen ced | stitution from members of the best fain- After the picture was stolen from | (he Prison sila Veft all the doors locked |i there the Agnew galleries the house called! “ye ieeina: — — n and Haltz were serving terms vinkerton, wii bo ht fe Billy Pinkerton, who got a hunch | of n months. Judge carey,| BOY SWIMMERS SAVED. thet Adam Worth, famous as a crook i Gp Ris time, Knew where the picture |i ne Mt Jersey City, sentenced the oe ‘was. Sheedy knew Worth all right, a he (pring afte. t ad b Hee ms iw Fatte Strug- Bethe picture came back in 1901, | (ruBht tv!Ne to break inio wh Kling Hoys From Water, gcording to Sheedy he was standing | sae itm. Se! Mate While swimming in Hell Gate op- 4m Constantinople one day wondering |” tery posite “Mile Rook" to-day Robert Bow much a good Tammany man couid| WAY today, when the convicts were| Sherbert, fifteen years olf, living at make at $1 8 head if he had the joo| tuRed Out for breukfast, the turnkey | No, 28 Kast One Hundred and Second @f oMclal dog catcher in tne Moslem | {2U¢ the cell of this pair empty, al-| street, and Max Dorsch, eleven years , $M | though the door was still barred fast. | old, living at st O. . 4eWD, Wien along comes a Greek, Pat . . ri ne Hundred fadn't heard any of that gum abou: | FaMk Wieland, the guard on night} and Sixth st were curried away fearing the Greeks when they came eu in the s sitive he} with ‘tide 3 eir wh ts for help ing gifts, wc he hearkened to tho | D"¢ t of the cell every| Were heard by James G. Stevenson of oa half hour, and that there had been| # Poles Jouunc h whieh wee Beas ns pnt nothing wrong on any of his visite. tlie em @ life line and haw | PRICE FOR PICTURE. & stone from the pack wall of | pan? ve Were taken to the foot of Greek told him, in purest Greek, | ers and had then undertaken | ©8* Shari thee asehee, riety esd Pat spoke like a native of the |‘, ‘limb an air shaft ruining up the Vneee ee Sore Scenes io ty 14 Fourteenth Ward, that Worth had |#d¢ of the building to the roof. But the d o's Captivity—the same being the |i ane tit had been made In w cone ARE RIS PN a ges and Greek for doing a bit—in |*.. cumvent Just such plans. | eet to the earth, but evidently the fall Turkey and that he was down to the cloth upon whieh the Galnsbor- ladult's body was painted, | Falting reupon Pat staked Worth to a tWo Wriggied back down, ope: to Parle and they put heads to- | €t!! door with a key of thelr own mak- ‘and raked up the picture which |! and after lockiny it behind thom, Mpped off to Billy Pinkerton and Passed along to Agnew, so the got home, Then along came with a burning desire to corner ‘of the anctent plotures in the world \eorridor to skin up a w |wet out through @ small window, This meant @ eheer drop of twenty | barnyard. to admit the other end | narrowing toward the top to a dlamet 1) eae the egress of any) had taken two outfits it 18 supposed that the | the walls, " . wn took advantage of a moment when the jwuard was at of ev pipe and |¢his morning by. th ventilating | towlt ter | didn't hurt the fugitives ny, for they of overalls and mM a tool shed just outside leaving behind their discarded | jumpers fr hetr | strip 8 It Js helleved they took the Turnpike Road, for Charles Eaton, who lives on that thoroughfare three miles away from the Snake Hill, awakened at 1.80 o'clock cackling of his on looking from his bedroo; window saw two men running across nie ‘Voluntary Petition in Bank-j To the right, as one entered the Car- | JUNE jt By Phillips (Copyright, 1911, by Little, Brown & Co.) | SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. | Bertrand Saton, « youth with a mysterious pa saved from's lief drudgery Uy a canteal 304 1 atart er lends Saton enough mouey resh, coupling, the loan with thi if you fail, © * © don't the on. | Succeed or make your Iittle bow.’’ Several vears later, realizing that he ts a failure, Saton dec 10 take Rochester's adiice. ie ts tpon. brink of suicide, he hesitates: and draws from pocket a, arimy, unopened Yetter, it was et fiim'in Pati by an old woman whoee life hewn red. He caries It pow to an address named ox he ve and receives a warm welcome, Some this 8 on Rocheoter ‘ant 1. ve no accomnt at jochester insists on Saton remaiitiig jaton's at of mystery fasinates. he an Sther guests, eapecially when he touches om ihe study of “oecultinm, CHAPTER III. Continued.) | “Who Is Mr. Saton?”’ if HERE was a little murmur of i interest. Saton himself, how- I ever, deliberately turned the | conversation. He reverted toa diplomatic Incident which had come to his notice when in Brazil and asked Lord Penarvon's opinion con+ cerning it. “By the pye," the latter asked, as their conversation drew toward a close, “how long did you that you had | been in England, Mr. Saton?” “A very short time,” Saton answered, with a faint smile. "“T have been some- thing of a wanderer for years.” “And you came from?’ Rochester asked, leaning a little forward. Saton smiled as his eyes met | host's. He hesitated perceptibly. | “1 came from the land where the im- possible sometimes happens,” he an- swered, lightly, “the land where one dreams in the evening, and {s never sure when one wakes in the morning his that one’s dreams have not become solid thing Lady Mary sighed. “Can one get a Cook's ticket?” she asked “Can you get there by motor-car, or even flying-machine? Lois demanded. “1 would risk my bones to find my way there.” Saton laughed, “Unfortunately,” he sald, “there is a different path for every orfe of us and there are no signposts.” Lady Mary sighed as she rose to her fect. She nodded a friendly little fare- ‘to her interesting neighbor, “Then we may as well go and have some really good bridge,” she sald, “until you men take it Into your heads te come and disturb us." jae CHAPTER IV. A Question of Obligation. FTERNOON tea was being served in the hall at Beauleys J} on the day after Saton's ar- rival, Saton himself was sit- u P ting with Lots Champneyes tn @ retired corner, “1 was going to ask you," he re. marked as he handed her some ca 1 es, “about Mr, Rochester's marriage, He was a bachelor when I—first met him.” “Were you very intimate in those days?” she asked, “Not in the least,” he answered, wit! a faint reminiscent smile, “Then you never heard about the ro- mance of his life?” she asked, Saton shook his head, “Never,” he declared or should 1 | ever have associated the word with Mr, Rochester,” She sighed gently, “I daresay be was very digerent in | those days,” she said. “Before the Heauleys property came to him, he was quite poor, and he was very much tn love with the dearest woman—Pauline Hambledon, It waa impossible for them to marry—her people wouldn't hear of {t—so_he went abroad, and she married Sir Walter Marrabel! Such a pig! Every one hated him. Then old Mr. Stephen Rochester died suddenly, with- out a Will, and all this property came to Henry!" “And then he married, I suppos Baton remarked, T was going to tell you about that Lots continued, ry waa a niece of eMoving Finger Greatest Summer Nc vel of the Year, \Saton, Oppenheim died without leaving her a farthing So there she was, poor dear, penniless, and Henry had everything. Of course, he had to marry her.” “Why not?” Saton is quite charming “Yes! But this is the tantalizing part of it," Lols continued. ‘They hadn't been married a year when Sir Walter Marrabel died, Pauline is a widow now, She is coming here in a few days, I do hope you will meet her.” “This 1s quite Interesting,” Saton murmured. “How do Lady Mary and her husband get one" Lois made a little grimac “They go different ways most of the time," she answered, “I suppose they're only what people catl modern, Isn't that a motor horn?” she cried out, springing to her feet. “I wonder | if it's Guerdie!” | “For a man who has been a great! lawyer,” Lord Penarvon — declared, “Guerdon ig the most uncertain and unpunctual of men. One never knows when to expect him. “He was to have arrived yesterday,” | Lady Mary remarked. “We sent to the station twice,” “I suppose," Rochester said, “that even to gratify the impatience of an expectant house-party it is not possible to quicken the stow process of the law. If vou look at the morning papers, you will see that he Was at the Centra Criminal Court, trying some case or | ther, all day yesterday. The man who ple Not guilty,’ and who pays for his defense, expects to be heard out to the bitter end. It ts really only nat- ural.” Saton, who had been left alone tn his corner, rose suddenly to hls feet and came into the circle, He handed his cup| to his hostess, and turned toward | Rochester. “You were speaking of judg remarked. chester nodded. In a few moments,” he sald, “you will probably meet the cleverest one we have upon the English bench. Without his robe ar some people find him Insignificant. pally, I must con- fess that I never feel his eyes upon me a shiver, They say that he loses sight of a fact or forgets a remarked, “She he ne face, “And what js the name of this won- derful person?” Saton asked. “Lord Guerdon,” Rochester answered. ven though you Nave spent so little time in England of late years, you must have heard of him.” The curtains were suddenly thrown aside, and a footman entered announce ing the newly-arrived guest. From tho hall beyond came the sound of a depart- ing motor and the clatter of luggage being brought In. The footman stood on one side. “Lord Guerdon!* he announced, Lady Mary held out her hands acros? the tea-tray. Rochester came a few teps forward, Every one ceased their conversation to look at the small, spare figure of the man who, clad in a suit of travelling clothes of gray tweed, and cut after a somewhat ancient pattern, insignificant-looking In figure and even in bearing, yet carried something in his clean-shaven, wrinkled face at once im- pressive and commanding. Every: one seemed to lean forward with a little air of interest, prepared to exchange greetings with him as soon as he had spoken to his host and hostess. Only Saton stood quite still, still as a figure turned suddenly {nto sione, No one appeared to notice him, to notice the twitching of his fingers, the almost ashen gray of his cheeks no one except the gir! with whom he had been talking, and whose eyes had scarcely left) He recovered him- self quickly. When Rochester turned toward him, a moment or so later, he was almost at his ease. “You will find us ell old friends, Guerdon,” he said, “except that I have to present to you my friend, Mr, Saton, this is Lord Guerdon, whose caricature you have doubtless admired in, many! papers, comie and otherwise, and who I am happy to assure you 1g not nearly so terrible a person as he might seem from behind that ominous {ron bar." Saton held out his hand, but almost immediately withdrawing it, contented ‘hnomeelf with a murmured word and a somewhat low bow. For @ second the Judge's eyebrows were upraised, his keen eyes seemed to narrow. He made no movement to shake hand: “IT am, very glad to mi he said slowly 24 brown eyes, set deep in the withered face without any sign of embarrass- reent. Yet Saton smiled back pleasantly (oush. He was completely at his ease, his face showed only @ reasonable amount of pleasure at this encounter with the famour man. “Tam afratd, Lord Guerdon,” he said, “that [ cannot claim the privilege of any previous acquaintance. Although I am an Englishman, my own country has seen little of me during the last few years.” “Come and have some tea at once,” Lady Mary insisted, looking up at the Judge. “I want to hear all adout this wonderful Ciancorry case. Oh, I know you're not suposed to talk about !t, but that really doesn't matter down here, You shall have a comforable chalr by my side, and some hot muffins.” Saton went back to his seat by te side of Lois Champneyes, carrying his refilled teacup in his hand. She looked at him a little curiousiv, “Tell me," she said, “have you never met Lord Guerdon before “Never in my life," he answered. “Did he remind you of any one?" she asked. “It is curious that that.” Saton remarked. did “{ thought so," she decInred, with @ Uttle breath of relief. “That was it, of course. Do you know how you looked when you first heard his name—when he came into the room? “T have no !dea.” he answered. only know that when I saw him enter it gave me almost a shock, He f minded me most strangely of @ man who has been déad for many years. you should ask “In a way he T could scarcely take my eyes off Bim! | 4° woman sat in the machine as the at first. “I will tell you,” your look reminded me of. before I was out—in my mother's time— there was a man named Mallory who rival. Well, he got off, but only after a long trial, and only by a little weak- ness in the chain of evidence, which even his friends at the time thought providential. He went abroad for a long time. Then he came into a title and returned to England. He was obliged to take up his position, and people were Willing enough to forget the past, He opened his London house and at cepted every invitation which cami At the very first party he went to he came face to face with the Judge who had tried him, My mother Was there. I remember she told me how he looked. ‘was foolish of me, but I thought t when [ saw you just then ton smiled sympatheticall: ‘And the end of the story?" he asked, “The man had such a shock,” sne | | eRe ER, Cor eater a a ia [faust avenue. onme the maahine a friend, w continued, “that he shut up Nis house, gave up all his schemes for re-entering life, left England, and never set foot in the country again.” Saton rose to his feet. “[ ace that my host ts beckoning “Will you excuse me for a moment? Rochester passed his arm through the younger men's. “Come into the gun-room for @ few minutes,” he said. “I want to show speaking of.” Saton smiled a little curfously and followed his host acroes the hall and down the long stone pnesage which led to the back quarters of the house. The xun-room was deserted and empty. Rochester closed the door. ‘My young friend," he sald, “if you do not object I should lke to have a few minutes of plain speaking with you." "I should be delighted,” Saton an- awered, seating himself deliberately in a battered old easy-chatr. “Seven years ago,” Rochester con- tinued, leaning his elbow against the mantelpiece, “we made a bargain. I sent you out {nto the world, an ego- tistical you with the means with which you Were to turn the windmills into castl I made one condition—two, in fact. One that you cair> back, Well, you have kept that. The other was that you told me what it was Ike to bulld the castles of bricks and mortar, which in the days waen I knew you, you built in fancy only, “Aren't you a little allegorical?" Saton asked, calmly, “I admit it," Rochester answered, “I was very nearly, ‘n fact, out of my. depth. Tell me, in plain words, what have you done whth yourself these seven years?’ “You want me," Saton remarked, give an account of my stewardship. “Put it any way you please,” Roches- ter answered. ‘The fact remains that though you are a guest in my hous you are a complete stranger to me,” Baton smiled, (To Be Continued.) (From the Cleri lain Desler.) “Have a good time on your fishing trip?’ our first meeting? 1 ean Stephen Rochester and a daughter of the Marquis of Haselton, who was ab- solutely bankrupt when he died. Ste- phen Rochester adopted her, and then ‘dea—your face is somehow familiar to m ‘There were few men who could have faced the piercing gase of those bright “No, I went away for rest and a change, you know, and when IJ told ‘em I didn't care for fishing they made me sow the boat.” Don Quixote, and I’ provided | i] u in the Jefferson Market Court } Magistrate Barlow for driving smoking curs on Fifth avenue, They were: Frank Bottin, aged thirty-one, of No. West Sixty-eighth street. *harles Valentine, aged twenty-three, of No, 267 Hughes avenue, the Bronx, Alex. W. Olsen, aged thirty-eight, of No. Broadway. “ n, aged thirty-two, of Mirty-ninth street. twenty, of Brook- IN SMOKING AUTO HELD UP BY POLICE Eleven auto each in the West Side Court to-day by drivers were fined 92 Magistrate Herman pr letting their 1, Sidney Titsworth of Plajnfield, N. Je And Her Chauffeur With Many | winiam Crozier of No. 359° Went o Twenty-fourth street. Herbert Prayke of No. Hundred and Fort 218 West One sixth street. Others Pays Usual +7 William Kra of No, 255 St. Niches Fine of $2. las avenue. Earl Fritchman of No, 223 West Eightieth street. Victor Kilosrath ton, L. I. Yorkville Court this morning resem- of Port Washing- bled one of the little stations that Uncle Theodore Sharpe of Greenwich, Sam has on the steamship piers where-| Conn. at long lines of tourists stand en queue} Frank Kline of No, 965 Amsterdam waiting t® pay duty: upon importations. | avenue. Henry J. Kilpatrick of No, 231 Weat Fifty-fourth street. Michael Burke of street Alexander Kane | Eighty-ninth street puis H. Frohman of No. Fifty-eighth street A long line of chauffeurs stood before the clerk waiting to get change for yellow backs that had been passed over for fines imposed for operating smoking automobiles along Wifth avenue and the Park drives. One of them was Joseph FE. Lemerise. No. 60 Horatio of No. 154 East 117 West Policeman Diagge found him yester- James Dunlap of No, 250 West Forty- day piloting a machine that was smok-| third street ing. pla a Sree AES policeman dished out the usual sum. WANTED—200 LIEUTENANTS. mons. ° Insane “Who 1s your employer?” asked the| Any Well Educated, Moral Yo oliceman. 8 PlMy husband, Mr. Webb of ey |. ‘Mas C88 Row Becoine an omaen *'said| WASHINGTON, June 2%.—Secretary the fair occupant of the rear seat “Then you are the Mayor's daugh- ter.” said the policeman, She was, Mrs, Webb was, the latest of the Gaynor gigls to elope. The chauffeurs were fined $2 each, and there were some dozens of them in line, All of them had big bills, and the clerk had his window piled ‘high ‘ar Stimson {s looking for 200 young graduates to appoint as Meu- tenants in the army. No political or otiier influence {s required to secure one of these appointments. He wants to get young men of the proper physical and moral fibre, the only requirement being that they nass the prescribed ex- with change that, an officer procured | amination. from a neighboring clearing house, yhile a diploma fro ei where the public deposits money in NEBile 8 dploras frou, e.collene ae ferred it 18 not required, and any young man who can pass the examination will Tt was learned to-day that all of the| have an equal chance with those who fines collected from smoking machines | have sé ured diplomas. go to the pension fund of the Health| ‘There were 282 vacanctes In the army, Department, and that, the fund as] and the class Just graduated from We enhanced from this source $40,| \, Abate poe since last September, when the Dr,| Point filled but §2 of them. | The age 000 wince triction was placed upon au:| hilt 18 twenty-one to twenty-seven years. 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