DEED OF JEALOUS YOUNG HUSBAND
Jealously nerved Victor Roland
O’Shea to kill his young wife at the
home of her parents in Chicago last
week and attempt to take his own
life after a vain effort to shoot her
mother. The tragedy brought to light
the fact of a secret marriage over a
year ago and a growing disposition
on the part of the wife to repent of
her choice.
A courtship extending over a year
culminated July 2, 1»01, in the mar
riage of young O’Shea and Miss Ame
lia M. Hogenson at Waukegan with
out the knowledge of their parents.
The young couple returned to Chi
cago and went to their respective
homes, intending to keep the fact
of their marriage until they could
gain the sanction of their parents,
but through the misplacing of some
papers by the young man his mother,
Mrs. Patrick J. O’Shea, discovered all
Sept. 7, 1901.
Then began the unhappiness of the
young couple. The bride’s father ob
jected to the union because of the
youth of O’Shea, who is 22, and be
cause he was not in a position to
provide for his wife. The young
man's father, Patrick O’Shea, an at
torney with offices in the Unity buUri-
I VICTOP P. OVSHgA AND WIFE 1
MAKES DEFENSE OF SOCIETY.
Miss Sarah Biddle Eulogizes Wealthy
Set of America.
Miss Sarah Biddle, a member of
the Philadelphia family of that name
and a young woman of social prom
inence in the east, has written a de
fense of smart society under the ti
tle, “Letters of an American Con
cerning Love and Other Subjects,”
which will be published in Novem
ber. Miss Biddle’s book is consid
ered an answer to Henry Watterson’s
recent attack on the “400.” She
says such attacks are unjust and un
called for. The true “400," accord
ing to Miss Biddle, are composed of
men and women of refinement and
culture, who have gained entrance
to the charmed circle by their gen
tility and brains, and among them
there is no lack of morals such as is
attributed to what is called the so
ciety of the east. Miss Bibble’s
“400” know none where virtue and
intellectuality do not constitute the
highest badge of man and woman.
“Not even the countries of the old
world,” says Miss Biddle,” can show
a nobler or finer set.”
EVILS OF SPITE LAWSUITS.
Very Poor Way of Obtaining Satis
faction or Revenge.
One of the most unprofitable, and
in the end most unsatisfactory, pro
ceedings in which a person can en
gage is to commence a lawsuit mere
ly because he is boiling internally
and can think of no other safety
valve. It is very much cheaper to
buy a punching bag. There may be
certain preliminary satisfaction in
reading notices the plaintiff himself
has caused to be inserted in the news
papers that he has sued his enemy for
a round number of thousand dollars.
After a time, however, the litigation,
if it has not substantial merits, be
comes irksome in itself and expen
sive, and the humiliation of a spite
suit that ends in a judgment for the
defendant, with a bill of costs, ranks
among the acute forms of human
misery.- -New York Law Journal.
Ing, is said to have opposed the mar
riage at first.
Young O’Shea went to the home of
the Hogensons and asked to see
Amelia, saying to her mother that
he was about to depart for Mexico
and desired a last word with her.
The young woman stepped into the
outer hall and closed the door behind
her. In a few moments Mrs. Hogen
son heard the report of a revolver
and a faint scream. Running to the
hall door she opened it and saw her
daughter lying on the floor and the
young man sitting beside her, a re
volver in his hand.
Seizing a chair near at hand, Mrs.
Hogenson struck O’Shea over the
head as he pointed the revolver at
her, felling him to the floor. As he
fell he turned the revolver against
his chest and fired twice, one bul
let passing through his body and the
other lodging in his lung. He may re
cover.
The young woman was wounded
twice, one bullet piercing her heart
and the other lodging in her right
side. She died almost instantly. The
young man regained consciousness,
but offered no explanation for his
deed.
AN IDEAL AMERICAN CITY.
Peaceful Life Led by Inhabitants of
Mount Cory.
Ten miles southwest of Findlay,
Ohio, lies the peaceful hamlet of
Mount Cory. It is a model utopia of
righteousness, according to the Kan
sas City Star. Seventy-five houses
compose the village, and seven of
them are occupied by preachers of
the gospel. No saloons are there. In
the winter the residents swap yarns
by the side of the friendly stove in
the corner grocery, and in summer
they whittle hickory sticks and cut
their initials in the soft pine of the
store. There is a mayor, but no
brawlers are ever brought before him,
and his chief labors are those of a
notary or uniting two souls whose
lives have flowed into the course of
the other. Years ago there was a
calaboose, but now the hut is used as
a village pound.
ST. LOUIS BOODLE COMBINE.
One of the Principals Has Made a
Full Confession.
E. E. Murrill, a former speaker of
the house of delegates of the St.
Louis city council, made a full con
fession of his part in the boodle
combine. He is a brother of J. K.
Murrell, who came back from Mexico
to free his mind.
John K. Murrell made the follow
ing statement to several close friends
about his flight from the city and
the causees that led him to come
back.
“The penitentiary could not hold as
many terrors for me as being a fugitive
from justice. My own mental an
guish and my wife’s desperate plight
in St. Louis, where she was deserted
by those who had promised to aid her
in my absence, were causes that
prompted me to come back and di
vulge all.”
Youthful College Professor.
Prof. J. Anderson Fitzgerald, who
has just been named by the State
Board of Regents as instructor in
Greek at Marshall College, in Hunt
ington, W. Va., is perhaps the young
est college professor in the United
States. He is but 18 years old.
GREW ON THE SABBATH.
Little Girl Feared Plants Might Be at
Fault.
John Philip Sousa sat listening the
other evening to the history of the
pier, now called the Steeplechase, on
which he Is playing his Atlantic City
engagement. Among other things
he was told of the fuss that resulted
when the authorities there fined a
manager for giving a Sunday per
formance two years ago, although
Sunday is the day when the crowd
of visitors and amusement seekers is
the largest.
“Incidents of the kind,” said Sousa,
“always recall to me the story of a
little country girl who, very early one
Monday morning, took a basket of
freshly picked, dew-glistening rasp
berries to her family’s minister. He
was delighted, and said so; but he
added, doubtfully:
“ ‘Er—l hope you didn’t pick them
yesterday—the Sabbath—my child?”
“‘Oh, no, sir—this morning!” she
hastily said. But her face grew seri
ous as she falteringly explained:
“But —but they was a-growin’ all day
yesterday.’ ”
KNEW HE HAD A GOOD TIME.
Heard Policeman Tell Judge About It
in the Morning.
"Down in Tennessee one day,’' said
Senator Carmack of that state, “I met
a person whom I knew slightly, and
who was of convivial habits. He had
all the symptoms of a ‘left-over.’ In
fact, as he came down the street he
had so close a resemblance to a man
who had surely been imbibing the
previous night that I stopped and said
to him:
“ ‘Did you have a good time last
night?’
“ ‘I did,’ he chirped, with a cheerful
grin. ‘I had a magnificent time. H i
a funny thing, though, Senator,’ he
added confidentially, ‘I was out all
night, and yet I can’t remember a sin
gle thing that occurred after nine
o’clock.’
“ ‘You can’t?’ I said. ‘Then how on
earth do you know that you had a
magnificent time?’
“ ‘Because,’ he explained, ‘I heard
the policeman telling the judge about
it in the morning.’ ”
Vegetation on Rome’s Monuments.
The monuments of Rome are now
under observation, not only by foreign
ers, but by the Italian goverment. It
has been discovered that parasitic
plants grow at the top of most of the
Roman monuments. At the top of the
white marble column in the center of
the Piazza di Santa Maria Maggiore
there was till a few day 3 ago a thriv
ing plant of a wild fig tree. It was
beginning to eat away one of the top
most Ornaments of the column. But
it has now been removed. Twelve
figs were found on the plant. The
monument is now under repair. The
affair has caused quite a little flutter
and the Piazza has been crowded with
people to watch the uprooting process.
This column is the only one left of
Constantine’s first church in Rome.
Accurate Delay.
Many stories are told of the lack of
punctuality upon railroads in the
southern states. It is said that when
a New England man found his train,
advertised to leave at 11 o’clock,
starting at exactly that hour, he com
plimented the conductor.
“Just on time, I see,” he said, geni
ally. “All this talk I’ve heard of the
lateness of your trains is without
foundation, I’ve no doubt.”
The conductor smiled at him
gently.
“This train, sir,” said he, without
a trace of embarrassment, “is not to
day’s eleven o’clock train, sir. It is
yesterday s eleven o’clock. To-day’s
will probably not get here from 'way
down until to-morrow, sir.”
Wanted a Change.
When the Rev. Thomas K. Beecher,
pastor of the Park church, Elmira,
died the difficult problem of filling his
place confronted the trustees of the
church. The choice finally settled
upon the Rev. Annie Ford Eastman,
one of the few women who have made
a success of the calling.
An enthusiastic admirer took a
friend of his to hear Mrs. Eastman
several Sundays ago. At the conclu
sion of the sermon the friend was
asked how he liked it.
“The sermon w*as all right,” was
the reply, “but I hear a woman preach
six days in the week, and on the sev
enth I prefer to hear a man.”
A Strange Coincidence.
Three events occurred recently at
the same moment in one house In
Waehring, near Vienna. These events
were a baptism, a wedding and a
funeral. While the family of the de
ceased, an iron molder, Albert Hrui
zek, were bemoaning their loss, An
ton Schutz, a young carpenter, and
his bride, were celebrating their wed
ding in the rooms beneath them, and
at the same time the Cihak family,
who occupied rooms in the basement,
were all arrayed in holiday attire in
honor of their lnfcnt, Gabriel, who
was being baptized
Wins Rosebery’s Love
Lady Nay lor-Ley land Said to Have Captured Heart
of English Statesman.
(Special Correspondence.)
|UMORS have reached New
port that Lady Naylor-Ley
land, the richest and most
I beautiful widow in England,
probably ere long will become
R
the wife of Lord Rosebery, and
that a visit from the leader of
the opposition in Parliament, and one
Lord Rosebery.
of the richest of Great Britain’s noble
men, is among the possibilities of the
coming season.
Lord Rosebery has been here sev
eral times, and there was no expecta
tion that he would repeat the ex
perience until it was known that the
beautiful widow of Naylor-Leyland
was to visit the country of her birth —
for the first time since she left it as
Jennie Chamberlain, of Cleveland.
So potent were her charms that she
took London by storm. In a few
months after her arrival half the
court beauties* of England were green
with envy. King Edward, who was
then the Prince of Wales, made no
effort to conceal his admiration of
her. It was His Royal Highness who
made the match between her and Sir
Hubert Naylor-Leyland, an immensely
wealthy man and one of his closest
friends.
She who had been Jennie Chamber
lain then found herself mistress of
one of the half dozen most sumptuous
residences in London —a veritable
palace at Hyde Park Gate, with
marble staircases and a gallery of
priceless paintings.
This happened while Consuelo Van
derbilt was yet in pinafores. The lat
ter was before long to become the
wife of a Duke, but she had millions,
while Jennie Chamberlain had little
besides her beauty.
The Prince of Wales attended the
first ball given by the new mistress
of the Hyde Park Gate house, and
stood sponsor for her first son. The
second son had for sponsors both the
Duke of Cambridge and the Duke of
York. Dukes, Duchesses, Earls and
Countesses were familiar figures In
her drawing rooms always.
Her titled husband was a tall and
handsome captain in the Life Guards.
In the beginning of their married life
Mentmore Towers.
people predicted that the beautiful
American would help him in his ca
reer. When he ran for Parliament
for Colchester that prediction re
ceived its first verification. She aided
him in his canvass, showing herself
everywhere. Voters found it impos
sible to resist her beauty and her most
engaging personality.
The prediction held good when,
three years later, Naylor-Leyland re
tired from Parliament and announced
his conversion to radicalism and free
trade. Soon afterward he was created
a baronet.
The fortunate husband of this Amer
ican girl continued to advance in a
career in which she figured so po
tently until 'his sudden death in May,
1899. He left her a fortune of several
millions.
The report now current that shs
will marry Lord Rosebery brings into
prospect the most interesting nup
tials outside of the royal blood. Such
a marriage will unite two persons
who fill the world’s eye in their re
spective personal accounts, and bring
together two great fortunes—for on
the death of his wife, who was Miss
Rothschild, Rosebery inherited sev
eral large estates, besides a fine bank
account.
Lord Rosebery—with all the space
he fills in the public eye—is by nature
and by habit a good deal of a re
cluse. He is one of the most omni
vorous of readers, and for that rea
son is never really alone. So habitu
ated has be become in his solitary
communing with books that often ne
rushes from London to the country in
order to be alone there; and, vies
versa, very often he spends Sundaj
Lady Naylor-Leyland.
alone in London because that happens
to be the day when most of his own
class are out of town and when, there
fore, he can be certain to remain un
disturbed. There is scarcely a being
more restless in Europe; or one who
so flits about from place to place. He
has a beautiful house in Naples. He
is to-day at the bath in Hastings; to-
morrow at the bull fight in Barcelona;
the next day one hears of him in
Vienna or in Paris. He keeps up sev
eral palatial houses —at Dalmeny, in
Scotland; at Mentmore, in Bucks; at _
the Durdans, on Epsom Downs, and at
his house in Berkeley Square. And it*
is hard to tell when he is to be found I
is one or the other. The one thing cer- 1
tain is that he will never stop very
long in any of them.
Head of a popular party, he never
theless has given up none of the man
ners and customs of the great aris
tocrat, if one go to any of his dwell
ings, there are all the outward marks
and tokens of the great noble; indeed,
it is almost like a plunge into the
eighteenth century to visit some of
his residences—with the cornet every
where, the retinue of retainers,
ample and varied equipages. You I
may see him in the Summer time
el ing from one great house in Buck
inghamshire to another with postil
lions, quite as if he lived in the days\
before the railway; and, in short, he J
is grand seigneur to his finger tips.*
Soon—if the news that Newports
hears with so much interest isfl
authentic—Lord Rosebery will
another house to flee to when his own
bore or fall to inspire him —the palace
at Hyde Park Gate, with its staLvases
of Carrara marble and its by
Murillo, its tapestries by Kopu, its
panels of Della Robbia faience, and its
mistress, who is the subject of Amelia
Kussner’s very exquisite miniature Id
ivory,