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Particulars of Jack the Ripper’s Latest Crime. A Last (Wednesday) night’s London cable says : The body of the latest White- chapel victim was taken to the mortuary. The examination developed an unusual featureâ€"Jack has done his work with a dull knife. Heretofore the slashes were clean. Alice Mackenzie’e body bore men s of Jack’s terrible methods, but there was no execution. The clothes were drawn over the head after the knife had been driven into the neck. A cut of four inches long, running towards the groin, had not served the abdominal wall. On both sides of this out and along the lateral line below the breast bone there were twenty scratches, which wouldhave been slashes had a keen knife been used. Every scratch was an at- tempt to rip the women up. She was evident- ly taken unawares, as‘she was strongly built, and weighed 140 pounds. She could not have uttered a cry without being heard by the police. Jack adopted his old plan, except that in this case his right hand was placed over his victim‘s mouth, and the left hand drove the kniie into the neck, instead of vice verm. N, _ ........ Nothing could more clearly indicate the cunning of the murderer than the selection of the locality. The alley is 100 yardslong, dark, and encumbered by a mass of Wag- gons and barrows, which formerly were stored in a yard in which excavations were going on a few feet above. At the bottom of the alley, is a network of streets, courts and alleys. Castle alley has no residents likely to go through it at night, the baths being the only tenanted house in the upper part of it. The others on the left side are small factories and workshops. On the right side is a high board fence, shutting off the back yards. A row of small houses, facing on New Castle street, runs parallel with Castle alley, and just below the scene of the murder they are connected by a narrow court. If he approached,therefore, from the VVhitechapel road the murderer could escape down Castle alley into Old Castle street, through this to Wentworth street, and thence to Commercial street or the lane. If he approached from Old Castle street, he could escape through Castle alley court into Whitechapel road. This way he did escape. If hemmed in on both sides he could still escape through the connecting court to New set 6 street and thence to Whitechapel road or Wentworth street as he chose. There was further cunning and evidence of intimate knowledge of the locality in the fact that he was just on the boundary line of two police districts. Whitechapel road is patrolled by constables from Leman street station, and no street constable comes from the road down the alley, because that is in the district belong- ing to another division. He must have known that an officer could come toward him only from the bottom of the alley, and his intimate knowledge of the locality and police rules made his escape as easy as ever, when it is remembered that in all the eight murders committed he has never once been seen by anybody. The fear of him in Whitechapel can be understood, and the superstition in some of the slums that he is invisible does not seem surprising. v11! At 10 o‘clock the woman was identified. John McCormaok, a porter, said he lived with the woman for six years. She was 40 years of age. She was born at Peter- borough, and her family lived there until a month ago, when they moved into lur- niehed rooms in Whitechapel. The Victim did charing work. She never got a living on the streets. Sometimes she drank too much. She left the house at 4 o‘clock yesterday afternoon. They had had a tiff. He gave her a shilling and advised her not to spend it in drink. He was told that she returned to the house at 10 o’clock last night and took a blind boy, George Dixon, for a walk. McCormaok knew no more. The woman and the boy went to the Cam- bridge Musio Hall. There they met a man and she asked him to treat. She then went home to the lodging house, and left after saying she was going to meet a man at the Cambridge Hall. Whether or not she met him is not known, for the blind boy had no means to identify him except by his voice. um u u :,3:.AL, ALA The murder threw Whitechapel into a. condition of fearful excitement. Castle alley was crowded all day. People from all quarters flocked to the scene,and stories of the crime were on every tongue. A Thursday’s London cable says: The inquest was resumed this morning at 10 and lasted till 1, when it was adjourned un- til August 14. The only witness who gave any information that has not been pub- lished was Dr. Phillips, divisional surgeon. He said that as he was going to the scene of the murder it was raining hard, and he was struck with the fact of the unusual scarcity of the people on the streets. Several jurors smiled at this. He found the body in the position already described. Her clothes were raised well up on the chest. They were all bloody on the side next the wall. He made a complete post- mortem examination to-day at the mortuary. In his examination he found below the woman’s left collar bone that there was a Well-defined bruise about the size of a shilling, and on the other side was a larger well-defined recent bruise. Both bruises were the result of injury during life. Seven inches below the right nipple began an external wound. It was seven inches long and deepest at its middle part. It divided only the skin and tissue underneath, leaving the muscular structure undivided. Then there , were seven smaller wounds. only dividing the skin, running from the inner side of the large wound towards the navel, and from the middle of the larger wound were several small wounds reaching only through the skin, and running downward. The top of the right thumb had been cut off, but that was apparently a former injury. It was clear that the woman had sufiered from an old disease. He thought the throat was cut from behind. The first incision seemed to have been interrupted by the prominence of the woman’slower jaw. It was the second incision, joining the first at its deepest part, which was immediately over the carotid vessels. These were entirely severed. He had not the slighest doubt that the cause of death was syncope arising from the loss of blood consequent upon the division of these ves- sole, and such a death was probably almost instantaneous. The air passage was not divided. At Dr. Phillips’ request, he was permitted to defer testifying further pend- ing the investigations of the police. The Best Time to Bathe. It is best to bathe just before going to bed, as any danger of catching cold is thus avoided, and the complexion isimproved by keeping warm for several hours after leav- ing the bath. A couple of pounds of bran put into a. thin bag and then into the bath-tub is excellent for softening the skin. It should be left to soak in a. small qunntity of water several hours before being used. The internal aids to a clear complexion are most of them Well known, and the present season is the best for a thorough cleansing and purifying of the blood. The old-fashioned remedy of sulphur and molasses is con- sidered among the best. Charcoal, pow- dered and taken with water, is said to be excellent, but it is most difficult to take. A strictly vegetable and fruit diet is followed by many for one or two weeksâ€"The Lon- don Lancet, Young Coachman (to keeper of livery stable)~1’d like to gem kicked by a mule if you've got one. Stabie-keeperâ€"What for ’3 “ I’m going to ask the boss if I can marry , :5 1'1.“ ._. A w n....(, his daughter,nand I Want to see if I'm if: condition to receive his reply." THE WHITEGHAPEL MURDER Preparing for 3 Reception. Bishop Kenn's Views on the Papal Sur- (erSimiâ€"No Chance for an American. A Nashville despatch says: The Ameri- can publishes an interview with Bishop Kean, rector of the Catholic University at Washington. who is here in attendance on theNationalEducation Association. Speak- ing of the health of the Pope, Bishop Kean said: So far as the health of Leo XIII. is concerned there is little likelihood of his dying very soon. I saw him the day before I left Rome, March 10th, and he was then the picture of health, stout, robust and active. It is true he is a very old man, 82 years old, but he does not stand alone as the only man of advanced age performing the active duties of a high and responsible position. Bismarck, Gladstone, Manning as Well an Leo. XIII. are far advanced in life, and yet these men are moving the world. Cardinal Newman is 92 yesrs ol ', and he has only just retired from the active performance of his duties. When Leo XIII. became the chief bishop of the Church, some 12 years ago, he himself regarded his health so poor that he said it was, useless to make him Pope, for he had scarcely six months to live. His health now, however, is verygood,and I assure you he has no notion of dying to please anyone. In the event of the death of the Pope where will his successor probably come from ? 1 should say Italy beyond a doubt. Then all this talk about an American Car~ dinal succeeding is without any foundation at all? Entirely so. There are many reasons why an American Will not be elevated to the I’apacy. To begin with, an American, no mattter how learned he may be, how well posted on European affairs, is thoroughly unfitted to fill the Papal See. The 1’0pe must bea thorough cesmopolitan. He must be unfair. With European affairs, conversant with the political and spiritual conditions of France, Germany and Spain, in fact the whole world. No American can grasp the situation in all its details. Bis educational surroundings and life are totally different from that of the man who is fitted to fill the Papacy. Europe is becomming Americanized, the people are gradually taking up our theories and sys- tems of life and government, but it will be a. hundred years before the conditions are such that it would be possible for an American Cardinal to become the head of the Catholic Church. Sweeps Away Many Lives and Destroys DIucli Property. A last (Friday) night‘s l’arkersburg, W. Va., dcspatch says: The greatest disaster which ever befell Little Kanawha valley came last night in the shape of acloud burst, which has completely flooded the county, destroying many lives, carrying ofi thousands of dollars’ worth oi property and ruining crops for many miles. Mrs. Isaac H. Tucker, Martin Lawless and an un- known man were drowned in the lower part. Above the destruction is still greater. At Chesterville, a small town about ten milcs above, half the residences were carried off bodily and left in the corn- fields. Big Tygart valley is completely ruined. Iu Clay district a line church and three dwellings were wrecked. The steamer Oneida is reported wrecked and sunk at Enterprise, and the steamer C. C. Martin is sunk at Burning Springs. Little Tygart valley is also reported ruined, but no lives are reported lost there as yet. The Worst story of all comes from Morristown, a small village near the head of Tucker Creek, where the cloud burst concentrated all its fury. It struck the village about midnight and completely destroyed it, with many people. The first report gave the loss of life eleven, but later news seems to increase it. The houses are said to have been picked up and hurled against each other in such a short space of time that no chance to escape was given. It is impossible now to estimate the loss even in this city, as the river is still rising and tearing everything loose. A family boat containing three or four persons went out during the night and it is believed the occupants were drowned. A freight train went through a trestle which was washed out at Harris’ ferry, wrecking the train and killing a man. It is reported that Lock No.1, above the city, on the Little Kanawha, has given way before the flood. Hogan May be Safe Yot', but His Chances are Poor. A New York despatch says: Prof. Hogan, the missing ssronaut, may be alive after all. The pilot boat Robert Carll sighted the air ship yesterday at 2 pm. out at sea, floating a short distance above the water. The Carll was about a mile dis- tant from the air ship. The pilots intended to pick up the balloon and stood toward the air ship. Just as they were going tolaunoh their yawl the man in the balloon threw ballast overboard, waved a white flag, as if to say he was all right, and ascended again very quickly. The balloon remained in sight about an hour and was sailing well. 'l‘wo sohooners within signalling distance were sailing east in the same direction as the air ship. When at 5.30 o‘clock Capt. Phelan, of the pilot boat Caprice, saw the air ship dragging in the water there was no man in it. There were two large schooners in sight and it is thought Hogan may have ‘ been picked up by one of them. Prof. Edward D. Hogan, the wronaut supposed to have been lost near New York, was bom at Mooretown, 01112., a few miles below Sarnia. He was 37 years of age. Hogan was a man Without fear and made more successful balloonascensions than any living man. He made his first trip to the clouds in 1866, and since that time has devoted his whole life to the profession and has taken over 600 upward journeys. He was among the first to dispense with the basket and ascend to the heavens upon a frail trapeze bar. Two years ago be began jumping from his balloon with a closed barn-chute. Sufl'ocatml by Sewer Gas. ‘ A Lincoln, Neb., despatch of Wednesday says: This afternoon a watch was dropped in a cesspool here and several men endeav- ored to recover it. They dug a. large hole at the side of the pool. This hole was filled wivh water by the rain. One man stood on a ladder above the water and made an open- ing in‘uo the cesspool. The foul air and gas rushed out and overcame him, and he fell into the water. A friend went to give aid and was likewise overcome. Others came to help, and one by one seven men fell into the water, which by this time was full of muck and slime from the vault. Three were rescued by the men who afterwards perished in attempting to save the others. partner for life, him hen?” VFaugleâ€"J‘ No; notâ€"not exacny for life. He married a Chicago girl.” Gawainâ€"“7807 yourugnBrigEB hag take}; a. VOL XII A GREAT CLOUD BU THE MIESING AIR SHIP. TH E N] \"I‘ POPE. July 15, BSAâ€"Dearest 111012110313] haw tclo» graphed Mark and l‘ldiLh, an you will not lnwe hue trouble. law now going to take my life, as 1 am in so much trouble, that. 1 canlmu try any longer. lcould nob Jut you know of it,1'or1L' will break your heart. 1 did 110a send pm any word, for he doesn‘t, can; for me or else he would never have left me this grant burden. so fm‘give me [or this awful sin 1 have com- mitted. Good-bye forever. Your 5011, Mona ' GRAHAM GRAV ' ' Morgan Graves Killed Himself Because lie “’35 Charged “'ith Stealing a Small Sunrâ€"Tlm Pathetic Notes He Left. Behind. AChicago dcspstch says: Out in the hearseâ€"house of the undertaker’s establishâ€" ment at 028 North Wells street, on the cooling-board, lay the body of Morgan Graham Graves. He was only 28 years old when he shot himself. It is one of those tragedies which bubble to the surface of the river of life in Chicago. The bubble burst and the coroner’s inquest this morn- ing was the vanishing clrcle which told that it had been. Graves was his mother‘s support, his father having leit‘ the family. Llewss slightly deformed with that pro- truding ohcsu known as a pigeon-breast. He worked for James \tilde & 00. Last - aturday, he told his mother when he came home so early yesterday afternoon, he had sent out a boy to collect $6 50 on a suit of clothes. Graves forgot to ask the boy for tho money wlnn the lad returned, and when Graves thought of it yesterday morning the messenger declared that the money had been paid to Graves. Mr. Reed, the manager, concluded, after hearing both sides, that the boy’s story was true. Graves left the store, went home, told his mother about it, and said he was going out into the park for a. walk. Then he wrote a letter to his mother and sent it to her by a neighbor. It is written in clerkly script and is pathetic in its simplicity. Here it is : Then the suicide wrote another note to his friend Eddie Schupp. This he left in his 00M pocket : Dearest friend, it(reads), you Will. no doubt be much surprised to limit that your best friend has loft you. 1 an) sorry, but can‘t help i'. l uniininuchtrouhlo. You lsnow 1 said to you Llio oLhor night Lhut Mr. Rood thd blamed Mr. Springcrand 1 with taking the small amount OI cash. 1 can’t sLand this cliargo,so will not try Lo any longer. My last promise is than I an] innoconn of Lilo lasu charge. I want you to always encourage my mobhur, God knows that I loved her dearly, and she did me, too. I am so nervous now. you must remind me to all my nmnyfrionds, so goodâ€"bye Lo 1111. leannob 1):: with you again, so good-bye. Then he started 01f to the park. Mean- time his mother had sent word to the (up- tain of the park police, and he in turn hud warned all the men to keep a sharp lookout. Officer \Vickert saw Graves near the main entrance and started toward him. Graves fired one shot; in the air and than bending his head shot again, the ball gushing the flesh and entering the skull right in the middle of the forehead jueh above bhe root of we nose. He toppled forward and when the officer reached him he was dying. In four minutes he was no longer Morgan Graves, but a thing which must be put away out of the bigha of man. Graves had pinned his card, on which he had written his address, on the lap-J of his cent. In his pocket was 45 cents in money, a. pocket- book and a bunch of keys. Tâ€"he ééibher's verdiéfi was that Gravee had shot himself whller desponfiem. ‘ _ Todly?fiféamer of 011.136 floated from the bell-handle of 751 North Wells smash and a. mother sat in darkness and mourned. Hippolyte and Legitlme Driving the People Delirious.â€"A Lively Time Ex pected. A letter to the New York Times dated Port Au Prince, July 17, says the city is in a state bordering on frenzy. Hippolyte has assaulted the outer works. Legitime is impressing into the ranks every man capable of carrying a. rifle. The people having been delirious with excite- ment, the Minister of War has executed some of the prisoners with his own hands. Hippolyte is burning farm houses and villages in sight of the city. All foreigners have been threatened with extermination. but the United States naval force on hand sre prepared to take the city if necessary .._~ :__r,r,, r , The Kearsarge and Ossiple are here. The British cruiser Forward has come in under a full head of steam. She left Jamaica on six hours’ notice.“ The Spanish cruisers Comba and Sanchez have arrived. They report a French man-ofâ€"War on the way. The combined forces of the foreign war- ships are prepared to elfect a landing at a ‘ moment’s notice. A system of signals has been established with the American Con~ sul, and the moment the danger flag is exhibited picked infantry companies from the Kearsarge and Ossiple will jump for the boats. The captain of the British cruiser declares if one Englishman is touched he will open every gun in his batteries. Hippolyte is within a mile of the city, and his force is reported to number 10,000 men. It is a question of but a few days before the end is at hand. Port au Prince knows it, and men, women and children are prepared to die with Legitime. The feeling against foreigners is one of bitter hatred, and it needs but a spark to turn the whole native population into a frenzied mob. A Fatal Runaway Accident. An Adrian, Mich, despatch of Thurs- day says A heartrending accident oc- curred yesterday. While Mrs. Robert Moreland and Miss Louise Stephen- son were being driven through the city in a landau, the horse became frightened and ran, and fearing it would not be controlled ‘ by the driver, Miss Stephenson jumped from the carriage and fell, striking her head upon a stone. Her head was bruised and death ensued in a few moments. She is the eldest daughter of Dr. Robert Stephenson, and a young lady universally esteemed for her high character. Her father was at the lake at the time, but Dr. Abe Stephenson, her brother, was present at her death. The cityis in mourning over the sad event. Mrs. Moreland was not injured and the driver soon had the horse 1 under cantrol. Dr. 1i. A. Gunn, M. D., Dean and Pro- fessor of Surgery of the United States Medical College, editor of Medical Tribune, author of “Gunn’s New Improved Hand- book of Hygiene and Domestic Medicine,” in speaking of advanced kidney disease, and the effect of the use of Warner’s Safe Cure, says: “I find that in Bright’s Disease it seems to act as a. solvent of albumen ; to soothe and heal inflamed membranes, and wash out epithelial debris, which bimks up the tubuli uriniferi (urine- bearing tubes), and to prevent the destruc- tive metamorphosis of tissue.” “Bride (in the Pullmnn car)â€"â€"Do you think that: every one knows we have just been married ? Groom (coloring)â€"~Oh, no, dear; they only think so. HAD A SENSITIVE NATURE. THAT MISERABLE WAR. 1U Ulll‘dONi) HILL THURSDAY, AUGUST 1, 1889. How does the Whitechapel district. ap- pear to a stranger in London? That is what I went to see recently, says a reporter of the London edition of the Herald. In company with a member of the government and a special ditective I took a “ four wheeler" and drove down by St. Paul’s, past the Bank of England and on through Uornhill, whore, naming to the left, we followed up Bisho .‘sgate to the famous un- derground drinking dive known in history as “Dirty Dick’s.” The detective thought it would be interesting to begin the evening with a visit to this celebrated place. It dates back nearly a century, and seventy years ago Dirty Dick was one of the char- acters of London. Charles Dickens‘ House- hold Words devoted a sketch and a poem to Dirty Dick‘s life and peculiarities. The rules that govern his establishment were that no person is to be served twice. No person to be served it intoxicated. No error admitted or money exchanged aiter leaving the counter. No improper language permitted. No gambling allowed. AT DIRTY men's. Into this historical cellar we entered. Every foot of space was occupied. Men, women and children Were packed together like fish, all drinking, smoking and swear- ing, at intervals telling “loud” stories, while in the corners, sitting on benches or staggering against the walls, were Women, old and young, in various degrees of in- toxication. One miserable creature, evi- dently in the last stages of sanity, grinned hideously as she leaned over the bar with a wee babe in her arms begging for another drink, as she had already spent her last penny. Along the walls above the bottles of the bar were the skeletons of rats and mice and other household vermin, includâ€" ing several cats and dogs. They were found in the hollow walls when the old building occupied by Dirty Dick was demolished several years ago to make room for the present structure. To a stranger the dive seemed a filthy den of vice and disease, but on our return from Whitechapel it seemed a very respectable place. WHERE PRIZE FIGIITFIIS ARE- TRAINEI). The next stop was made at the Blue Anchor tavern, further down toward Whitechapel. To sporting men it is one of the most celebrated places in England, for it is the headquarters of the professional prize ring. The landlord, Tom 8) monds, was at home and showed us over the place. He is the treasurer of the London prize ring. is an ex-champion boxér, and for many years his house has. been the training school for the most noted pugilists of the world. It was here that Jern Smith and dozens of other celebrities took their first lessons in the manly art of professional boxing. Jem Goods, another ex-champion, who once fought in the United States, dropped into the big billiard hall, which is used for boxing once or twice a week. The rooms are decorated with full length por- traits of the principal prize fighters and sports of the world. A buxom young woman, with a motherly smile, stood behind the bar and served out drinks in the old fashioned English style of fifty years ago. It was an interesting place for any ione to visitâ€"a sort of an appetizer for a stranger about to explore the mysteries of Whitechapel. Whitechapel Described. in All Its Squalor and Vice. Vivid Description of the Localities and People " WH-mwe ‘to modern improvements) cutting the dis. A COLONY OF THIEVES. From Tom Symonds‘ Blue Anchor tavern it is but a short ride into the slums of Whitechapel. It should be explained for the benefit of those unfamiliar with the geography of London that the Whitechapel district is a colony of thieves situated nearly north of the Tower of London on the Thames. A few blocks further down the river are the famous London Docks. Many of the lower classes of men employed along the river and the numerous water thieves of the wharves live up in White- chapel. A hundred years ago. in the time of George III», Whitechapel Road was just outside the eastern walls of Londonâ€"â€"a sort of suburb for the poorer classes, who had little money to pay for rent. Now it is in the centre of a vast and populous district, with well paved streets and alleys (thanks trict in every direction, with horse railway and ’bus lines following the principal streets, which in olden times were the King’s highways. Vast warehouses, private and bonded, and manufactur- ing establishments rise darkly and silently in the night on the borders of these slums. Then there are big breweries, hospitals, cemeteries, almshouses and other institutions not far away. Asurprising feature of the neighborhood is that Well lighted streets with tramways and bus lines are but a few squares away from Where these murders were committed. The White- chapel district may be likened to certain localities in the country where dark and gloomy swamps filled with pestilential vapors lie between the great highways. A visitor walking up Whitechapel road would little dream of the horrible dens within a stone’s throw of the brilliantly lighted shops. Only the policemen on duty there recognize the flashin dressed men and women who hurry along the pavement as the worst types of London thieves and mor- derers. Their restless eyes and scarred faces long haunt one after hetakes a second , look into their villanous countenances. PRTTICOAT LANE. It was but a few minutes after the de- tective turned off the Algate Road that we found ourselves in a dark crevice like lane, with the darkest and most forbidding build- ings of the slums rising on every side of us. The streets are as well paved as Broadway in New York, but some of them are not more than five feet wide, and when we entered this Petticoat lane of history, cele- brated among thieves from Cheyenne to Australia, all the world seemed cut off. A feeling of indescribable loathing and horror came over one as he got a, sight of the scenes Within the tenements. The lane is the headquarters of the most dangerous thieves in Europe. Every class and nation is represented. Low Jews, Gentiles, con- victs and prison birds of every grade swarm the place like vermin. “As a Saturday night scene the region about Petticoat lane has no equal on the globe,” said the detec- tive. At every few steps were passage- ways leading out of the lane, like tunnels in a mine. No cave could be more gloomy or more forbidding. As we walked up the WHERE MURDER REIGNS. J AOK THE RIPPER. (Kiev. York Herald.) Women with streaming hair and babies in their arms followed, with piteous tales and cries for money. They, too, were thieves and beggars, and the detective said the worst of the 101. We made a quick turn round a corner, doubled on our course, and entered one of the thousands of lodg- ing houses of the Whitechapel district. There sat the same women with somebody’s babies, blaspheming and drinking spirits with the bullet headed infants hanging over their shoulders like bundles of rags. Others were singing ribald songs in hoarse, drunken voices, while the men laughed and joined them in the night’s carousal. There is a little spot in New York called the Five Points, and a few streets leading away from it inhabited by Italians and China- men. It is said that those Sixth ward tenement houses are inhabited at the rate of 200,000 to the square mile. But this Whiteohapel district is a vast city of vice and poverty compared with that small plague spot. London, with its thcee mil- lions of inhabitants and its colonies of criminals. representing the most vicious classes of Europe, is a monstrous problem for any government to solve. As I walked down those gloomy lanes and crawled through the dark underground passageways among the depots of stolen goods, where iortunts disappear in a moment, where men s lives go out like a candle, I exclaimed aloud, " No wonder it requires 15,000 police- men in London.” long, black alley called Petticoat lane one of the Government officials said, " You see Dickens did not exaggerate." People unfamiliar with these dis- tricts think that Dickens drew his characters from his imagination. The man was right, the Smikes and Oliver Twists, the Fagins and the Dick Swivellers were as thickgas flies. An ordinary American child would live about three days in such a place, yet there were hundreds of children hardly able to toddle that darted in and out of the passageways like rats. They were the little thieves, soon to become the big thieves of London. The atmos- phere was thick and fetid, the fog hung over the alleys like lead, and the few scat- tering jets of gas burning along the lane were hardly visible ten steps away. After walking through the neighborhood for five minutes it seemed as if we had been in the placea month. The world and its green fields and beautiful cities seem blotted from creation. As we walked along heads were poked out of the little holes leading into dark courts, and then they flitted back again; children vanished through the walls. Dark faced, scowling meu always planted themselves in our way just ahead, but disappeared like shadows at a sign from the detectives. Behind us came beggars and thieves. Vilthe Gavernment official said: “ We have only half enough police. We ought to have twentyfive or thirty~ thgusgnci.” ' In the presence of all the intricacies of the Whiteohapel slums, the thousands of winding passage ways, the tiers of bed- rooms no larger than cells in a prison, the scene gave one an idea why the White- chapel assassins have not been discovered. One might as well look along the docks of London for the rat that stole his cheese as to hunt for a criminal in this place. MURDER No. 7. Turning out of a lane through adark passage way into a little area, and standing beside a small addition built back of the other houses, and pointing to the boarded windows the detective said, “In there is where murder number seven was com- mitted." This is Miller’s court. While we were looking at the place and wonder- ing which way the assassin ran after he had killed the poor woman, little yellow haired children came dancing into the court and listened with a curious boldness, as if we were about to open a box of valuables and there would be a chance for them to steal. In Osborne street, where the first of all the murders was committed, and the victim unknown, the Whitechspel which stands in the very middle of Whitechapel road is almost in sight. A walk of a. few steps from the horrible place leads one to the open thoroughfare Where the jing- ling bells of the horse cars are heard and the chimes of Whitechapel ring out on the night air as they do in Christian lands where thieves and murderers are not so near civilization. At George’s Yard, Commercial street (not Commercial road), the buildings are thick and heavy walled, entirely fireproof, with arched floors and iron joists. Yet they are but tenements for the lowest of humanity, and let as lodgings for men and women indiscriminately, it is said. In all these places there is no attempt to sepa- rate the children from the full grown thieves and abandoned women. As I stood in George‘s Yard, looking up at the balcony where the poor woman was found with strips of her remains tied around her neck, I turned and saw lights gleaming in a large building separated from the court by a high fence. ()1) inquiry I found it was a large hall where a much talked about black and white art exhibition was being held. It seemed incredible that an institution reflecting the light and genius of the nineteenth century, could actually exist and be filled with cultivated men and women with its windows looking down into the very purlieus of London. . 1,,,r_ Whitechapel is made up of paradoxes. The innocence of youth is destroyed by robbers and professional beggars under the very eaves of Christian‘ institutions on one side and breweries and almahouaes on the other. In Hanbury street, in a brick yard, with dry goods boxes piled up far above the fence, is where Annie Chapman was found with her throat out and body mutilated on September 8th. A word from the detective secured permission to go through the house. The character of it may be imag- ined when it is said that the price for a single bed is but a penny or two, and that two persons of the lowest of all God's crea- tion may drink, shout and blaspheme all night for only twopence. Little children with pale faces, scarcely old enough to lisp the name of mother, lay in dark corners on vermin-covered beds with withered hags, who drank beer and sang snatches of songs half awake and half drunken, apparently in a stupor ; and as We passed through the long alleyways between the bunks they stretched out their shaking hands and I bawled piteously for a penny to help the' poor darling. We looked into other cham- bers that were empty, where a dozen oots, covered with filthy rags, were awaiting the return of some assassin to lie down and drink and riot in the early Sabbath morn- ‘ ing. The boys and girls of these loathsome dens were as bright as crickets, and the de- tective said they could pick a pocket more artistically than the old ’uns. THEORIES OF THE MURDERS. Many theories regardingthe Whiteohapel murders have been advanced by detectives, ANNIE CHAPMAN'S DEATH PLACE SOMEBODY S CHILDREN . WHOLE NO 1,616 No. “ Who is he ? ” and “ What is he? " is a problem to be answered. Many officials in the detective service hold to the theory that the murderer is a crazy butcher. wno 1s HE ? The fact that the victims of this horrible fiend have been selected from thejlowest class of womenis considered proof by many that the murderer is a religious fanatic. Others are sure that the assassin is an escaped lunatic. At one time it was be- lieved that he was the Russian maniac who had committed several murders in Paris and other parts of Europe. At still another time it was said that a certain American quack doctor was the culprit, and the detectives of England and America shadowed him for months. Early in the autumn it was believed that a Malay out- law was the man who was running amuck in Whitechapel. A careful investigation of the district certainly leads a stranger to believe that no mere visitor or outside person ever committed these crimes. The murderer must not only have been well acquainted with the locality and its inhabi- tants, but he was without doubt an old settler in the slums of that region and as familiar with its dark cellars and under- ground passage ways as the rats of the sewers. A person who has spent weeks in that locality in studying its geography would not venture to lose himself in the intricacies of its gloomy and dangerous labyrinths, especially when on a mission of murder. The assassin is probably a man or woman prefectly familiar with White- chapel, and his motive is revenge or an insane desire to oommit wanton butchery. Bravery of Captain Peel in the Crimea Once More Recalled. There occurred on this dayâ€"October 185b, 1854â€"one of those incidents of war which show how instantaneous in heroic natures is the process of both the thought and the resolve from which brave actions spring. The horses which were drawing an ammunition Waggon for the Diamond battery having refused to face the fire some volunteers went to the waggon to clear it, and they succeeded in bringing in their loads; but before the powder could be stored away in the magazine a shell came into the midst of it, While the volunteers were still gathered close to the heap. A voice cried out, “The fuse is burning! ” Then, instantly, and, as the narrator says, “with one spring." Captain Peel darted upon the live shell and threw it upon the parapet. The shell burst about four yards from hishand with- out hurting fiyune."”rhrvesoigr4saa.jn. commemorating the services for which Captain Peel obtains the cross, adds to this feat: “ On November 5, 1854, at the Battle of Inkerman, for joining the officers of the Grenadier Guards, and assisting in defending the colors of that regiment, when hard pressed at the Sandbag Battery. 0n the 18th of June, 1855, for volunteering to lead the ladder party at the assault on the Redan and carrying the first ladder until wounded.”-â€"World of Adventure. criminal philosophers. court experts, news- paper men and experts on insanity. The theory that most generally prevails is that the murderer is a religious crank who imagines he has a mission to perform, and like the fanatics oi Mahommed‘s time, the more atrocious the butcheriea he performs the greater the saint he thinks himself. It is a fact that all the Whitechapel murders have occurred about the 8th of the month or on the very last days of each month, and it is claimed that every fresh outbreak has occurred with the change of the moon. This, it is thought, indicates that the mur- derer is a maniac and has periodical fits of insanity. The late Dr. Fowler, Bishop of Glouces- ter, and Justice Powell had frequent alter- cations on the subject of ghosts. The bishop was a zealous defender of the reality of them ; the justice was somewhat scepti- cal. The bishop one day met his friend, and thejustice told him that since their last conference on the subject he had had ocular demonstrations which had convinced him of the existence of ghosts. “ I rejoice at your conversion,” replied the bishop; “give me the circumstances which pro- duced it, with the particulars. Ocular demonstration, you say ‘2" “ Yes, my lord. As I lay last night in my bed, about the twelfth hour I was awakened by an uncommon noise, and heard something coming upstairs." ” Go on, sir.” “Fear- fully alarmed at the noise. I drew my curtain ." “ Proceed.” “ And saw a faint glimmering light enter my cham- ber." “ Of a blue color was it not ?” inter- rogated the doctor. “ Of a pale blue, and this pale blue light was followed by a tall meagre, stern figure who appeared as an old man of 70 years of age arrayed in a long light-colored rug gown bound with leather girdle; beard thick; hair scant and straight; face of a dark sable hue ; upon his head a large fur cap; and in his hand a long staff. Terror seized my whole frame. I trembled till the bed verily shock, and cold drops hung upon every limb. The figure advanced with slow and solemn step.” “ Did you not speak to it? There was money hid or murder committed without a doubt,” said the bishop. ” My lord, I did speak to it ; I adjured it by all that was holy to tell me whence, and for what purpose he thus ap- peared.” " And in Heaven’s name what was the reply ?” “ Before he deigned to re- ply he lifted up his staff three times, my lord, and smote the floor even so loudly that verily the stroke causedthe room to reverberate the thundering sound. He then waved the pale blue light which he bore in what is called a lantern. He waved it even to my eyes; and he told me, my lord, he told me that he waises, my lord, that he was no more nor less thanâ€"â€" the watchman! who had come to give me ‘ notice that my street door was open, and _ that I might be robbed before morning.” The justice had no sooner concluded than ' the bishop disappeared. Dr. Wm. Roberts, Professor 0! Medicine in the Owen’s College. Manchester, Eng, in writing of Bright’s Disease, says : “The blood becomes speedily deteriorated by the unnatursldrsin through the kidneys. It becomes more watery and poorer in albu- men, While urea, uric acid and the extrac- tives are unduly accumulated in it.” Warner's Safe Cure will restore the kid» neys to a. healthy condition and purify the blood. “ Shall women propose ? " is a question lately held under discussion. No, brethren ; not marriage, certainly. Woman will not propose. Metaphorically speaking, the pitcher’s box is the one place that she does not aspire to fill. She will take her stand on the home plate as heretofore, and swat the ball when her turn comes until caught out. THE FUSE “'AS BURNING.- One Thing Women Will Not Do. A Ghost Story. In the notice published in regard to the sale of the anthracite coal mining property, only the names of the American stock. holders who had 'received direct benefit from the sale are given. In addition to these a number of Canadians were heavy stockholders. and will receive equal benefit from the magnificent sale of the property for $51,500,000. Among the Canadians interested are Mr. McLeod Stewart, Major Jack Stewart, Mr. Sandford Fleming, Mr. James O’Connor. of the Queen’s, and Mr. W. B. Scarth, M.P. Mr. O'Connor will receive between $50,000 and $60,000 for his share, as he was a pretty heavy holder of stocks. Mr. Soarth will also get a good slice, as will also the others named. The old company was stocked for half a million, so that the stock sells for three times its face value. It is understood that Sir Charles Tupper assisted Mr. Stewart in England in making the sale. ,1, ,2 Blood Indians recently interfered with Mounted Police officers in seeking the arrest of Colt Robe and Prairie Chicken, two of their number, for horse-stealing. Early next morning several Indians arrived at the barracks and reported that the police were intoxicated and drew their arms. and to prevent their firing they in- terfered. Supt. Steel then sent out Inspector Wood to investigate and bring in the ln dians. He found that there was not a particle of truth in the charge of intoxi- cation; that their men had not drawn their arms, nothwithstanding provocation. After waiting aconsiderable time Red Grow handed over Prairie Chicken and Colt Robe to Inspector Wood, together with four others who had obstructed the police. Prairie Chicken received a lecture for running away and was released. Colt Robe was held on a charge of levelling a rifle at Constable Sinckmont. He had his preliminary examination and was com- mitted for trial. Superintendent Steel and Inspector Wood held a preliminary investigation on the four Indians' who had obstructed the police, and they are to stand their trial. Indian Agent Pocklington and Red Crow went security for their appear- ance. V The Pope has sent his Apostolic bene- diction to the Catholic Council at St. Boniface. Angus McNaughton, Calgary, livery stable keeper, was seriously injured by a horse falling on him, pinning him to the ground for several minutes. A young French-Cnnadinn, nephew of a Mr.Liootte, was drowned to-day at Rat River. The name of the deceased is un- known. ._.,°_..fi ,, , A young man named Peters was drowned in Red River, near 81;. Pic yesterday. He was swimming, and challenging his com- panions as to who could swim noross the river the greatest number of times, at last became thoroughly exhausted and was drowned. » The Board of Trade have passed a reso- lution calling upon the Council not to pro- ceed with the proposed by-law for the city undertaking the water-power scheme, the belief being that it should be done by a. oompagy. An Englishman, calling himself Dr. Lucas put up at one of the city hotels for a few weeks, but has not been seen since the 9th of the present month. All his effects were left in his room, including a bottle of laudnnnm. It is believed he has commit- ted suicide. The sensation of the day at St. Boniface is a land 13ka which occurred in that village the night before last. The slide is the largest any old resident has even seen. It occurred imquiatgly opposite St. Boni- ‘ salted over the rent. The contract for the new Lanadowne College at Portage la. Praire has been let and permanent ofl‘icers chosen. the river BEn'IKNW' ' y and twenty-five feetl W et- about halt the roadway Ail!" _ , > . convent. The land does not up €96; have slid into the river ; it seems just’to have dropped straight down about fifteen feet as it to fill in a shrinkage in the bowels of the earth. The ground from which the fallen portion was severed presents a per- pendicular wall, fifteen feet high, which looks as if the land had been sliced ofi with a knife. The phenomenon drew hundreds of curious people to examine the locality and speculate upon the cause. ‘ “v 4.. ‘__-â€"‘L:â€"\n The Northern Pacific & Manitoba Portage branch will be open for business on the lat of August. Two brothers named Western made a. serious assault upon Geo. W. Robinson at Portage la. Prairie. The Westerns rented rooms from Robinson and the quarrel re- sulted over the rent. J ames and WrnvafWéstem, for assaulting Geo. W. Robinson, at Portage la. Prairie, were heavilz fing. 1“ 1 “1,2- VVVLU “Va... A youngfigg-li'swfimnn named Fred. Blair, at Morden, has been adjudged insane and taken to Selkirk. 'uuvu uu ~y._.-__. There is a. movement on foot among the friends, political and personal. of the late Hon. John Norqnay to erect a. monument ovng his grave. . .. 1- , ,pu,Ann._ va‘h‘e‘EOth-aot for the grading of the Win- nipeg Transfer Railwny along the banks of the Red River has been awarded to J. W. Buchan. y ELEEI-iigence has been received here that Rev. A. B. Winchester, who left Winnipeg for mission work in China- aome months egg, is refigrnipg broken in health. I LAA_ _..1. In..- “by, -.- --.___.____ No application has yet been made for a. writ of habeas corpw in the Burke case, and only a. week remains in which it can be made. The difficulty in the way seems to be that Burke’s lawyers have not yet been supplied with mqney. ,,_L_ .0. u u... w..._, V Locating engineers are preparing to go out over the Regina & Long Lake Railway. The company have an agent here who will ship an outfit to Regina. next week for the engineers. “$23513 dealer who has been over a. large part of the Province Buys the harvest will be two weeks earlier than it has been for years. He estimates thnt by August 10th wheat cutting will be going on all over the Province. He also says there is very little 1:}; copnplnin of in the crops in the Red River diatriofi Reports by all the ocean steamers agree as to the continued prevalence of icebergs in the Straits of Belle Isle, although the passage is getting gradually clearer and the bergs are being carried into the Atlantic. The Beaver liner Lake Huron, on her last outward trip from Montreal to Liverpool, appears to have fallen in with an immense field of icebergs, which were watched for two whole days with much interest by the passengers. No less than forty-two were counted at one time, all within a radius of ten miles. One of these, sighted 170 miles east of Belle Isle, was declared by the captain and officers to be the largest they had ever seen. Its length was estimated at 1,000 feet, and it stood some 250 ieet out of water. It was about two miles distant from the ship. A New York deapatoh says: Charles J. Turner, superintendent of the Cleve- land Iron Works, Cleveland, 0 , ten years ago was divorced from his wife, whom he had married 20 years before in Danbury, Ct. His wife se- cured the divorce, and Mr. Turner married the woman who had won his affections from his wife. Two weeks ago last Satur- day he was remg‘rried to his first wife. For , ._ 1.--...) .0414...- Luna. um] uv "I... -v....______ ten years Mrs. Turner heard nothing from her divorced husband. A month or so ago she received a. newspaper containing n marked death notice. This was followed by a letter from Mr. Turner. The letter was answared and the marriage the other night was the sequel. Marrled His First NORTHWEST NOTES. Among the Icebergs. Wife Again.