_ opinion of the authorities.

‘ he cannot remain there long.

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wiokian fashion rather. He pubished extracts from the Old
Testament, with such sensational headings as to bring him-
self within the law regulating Obscene 1iterature—i. e., in the
In effect, he pleaded guilty to
this charge. But Mr. Train so modeled his plea (which he
framed in these Words—“ Gui-ltyof publishing the Bible”) as,
in his opinion, to give him an opportunity to ask the verdict

, of a jury as to the fact of the obscenity of the Old Testament.

Such‘ an issue would have made Mr. Train a Religious Ele-
phant. And that would have rounded the man's ambition. C
He had been a political elephant, a railroad elephant, a leo-
turing elephant, a Fenian elephant, a Oommunistio elephant,
an Internationale elephant, an epigram elephant and atele-
gram elephant. NOW, it would have been a “big thing,” as
poor Mr. Lincoln used to say, if Mr. Train could only have
managed to become the ‘centre of a religious excitement

I which would have convulsed the world on the issue—-Is the

Bible obscene?

_. 4 BAD FOR THE MADHOUSE.

Like Alexander the Great, and Napoleon, and Julius
Caesar, and the Little Napoleon, and many others, Mr. Train
went too far. We fear that his sun is setting. Personally,
We part fromjhim with regret. . If he goes to the madhouse,
,_ Mr. Train, if he preserves his
health, will develop some phase of character yet hidden
Within the magic depths of his soul, which will some day-
demonstrate to mankind that it is the keepers and superin-

‘tendents of madhouses, and not the crazy—celled inmates,

who are lunatics. The madhouse, if Train goes there, will
catch both a Tartar and an elephant. '

_.._..._...._.

THE MAN OF ENTERPRISE.
(After reading the April Twelfth Editorial.)

ACKNOWLEDGING THE CORN,
To Frank Leslie (and E. G. S.): --

When you called me names, you heard me damn;
I’m sorry I wrote that epigram.
_It breaks me to pat me on the back,

And makes me take the backward track.
Your Greeley fiasco made me mad-

Yet in my nature there’s nothing bad:

I told you he would not win a State;

But all these things are ruled by fate. _
Though a hard fight, at last my star
Checkmates the pulpit and the bar,

Hence priests are sent to this stinking hole
With stupid sermons to save my soul.

I told you if Party left me in the lurch,

So help me God I’d smite the Church.

A GREAT IDEA SUGGESTED.

So here’s to Leslie, a bumper chalice—-

I bear no human being malice.

Shake hands, old friends, yOu’ve drawn my fire,
And now your brain I would inspire
With ambition, power and grace

To help me educate our race.

Our stupid, air-tight, public schools
Must stop producing knaves and fools.
Start a daily! You have the cash,
The artists, genius and the dash.
Frank Leslie’s Spirit of the Age,
Illustrated, would be all the rage.

I want an illustrated paper sent

To every family by the Government.
Eight million copies every day,
A record of what the people say—-
, Short, sharp, condensed, full of fire,
Boiled down along the electric wire. /
So let the Leslie banner be unfurled
O‘er a daily history of the world!
You are just the man for this enterprise.
The hour has come to educate the eyes.
Picture how corruption has grown,
And hurl the Ring thieves from the throne.
Assist me with your artist’): pen,
I’ll back you with ten million men I
.9130. FRANCIS TRAIN.

(The originator of the idea of educatingthe people by send-
ing a daily illustrated newspaper free, by Congressional
act,coontaining a telegram and cablegram history of the

. world boiled down in paragraphs, to the head of every
family, say eight million copies mailed every morning!)

The Tombs, April 3,1873.

THE LAWYERS WHO DEFEND LIBERTY EOR THE FREE LOVE

- or IT.
NEW YORK, Thursday, 1873.

Dear Train—I received your kind letter, and went to see
General Chatfield.

I found him courteous and gentlemanly and I will be with
you this afternoon at 4 o’clock, the time appointed for your
investigation, when and where I will see you.

It is therefore unnecessary for me to see you before this

hour as We understand your case. Your friend,
. JORDAN.

NOTE FROM GENERAL CHATFIELD.
. April. 4, 1873.

Friend Trdin—-Don’t you think you have too many’ coun-
selors? 9 Order is Heaven’s first laW,” and I fear from the
demonstrations yesterday We are to have too little of that
beautiful commodity. If you think you need them it is all
right; they are good men. * * *

Mr. Bemis, your private secretary, is very. urgent that I
shall do What I can in your behalf, and such,is my inclina-
tion irrespective Of his Wishes. We gain nothing by mixing
the pestilent doctrines of * * * with the higher and
nobler purposes of human liberty of which you are at present
the exponent and champion.

Think of this and see whether my views would not conduce
to the health of the _“ spared monuments.”

Verytruly, &c.,
I L. S. CHATFIELD.
, EPIGRAM REPLY. . ‘
L. S. (3.: Dear General-—
— I don’t believe in lawyers or law,

In, churches and preachers, doctors or war,
I don’t believe in courts‘ and iron bars,

I am not a child of Saturn or Mars;

I have no faith in justice and judges,

And yet I bear the world no grudges.
Ifjwisdom is not a multitude,

Four counselors will do some good;_ »

But, dear General, when you run this race,-
ltemember it is not my case.

You are all proving your legal skill
As citizens! against my will.

If you find some stormy weathpr

Should you not all pull together ?

GEO. FRANCIS TRAIN,
_ President Murderers’ Club.
The Tombs, Cell 56, Murderers’ Row, April, 1873.
MR. TRAIN Is TAKEN OUT WITHOUT HIS OWN ACTION BY
HIS FRIENDS.
Board of Supervisors’ Ojffice—in the
Thirteen llfillion Dollar Court H ouse, é»
_ CITY or NEW YORK, April 2, 1873,
To HON. GEO. FRANCIS TTAIN, ‘
the Defender of Truth, Libertyand Justice:

Dear Mr. Train——The inclosed note will state the time my
counselor (John O‘. Mott, 51 Chambers street) wishes you to
be ready to appear in court to-morrow (4 P. M.). Therefore
I implore you to comply with our request. .

I called at this oflice and asked Mr. Young for a copy of the
physicians’ bills, Which are as follows:

WHAT IT COSTS To FIND A MAN SANE.

Bills of Drs. Cross and Hammond, for professional services
as medical experts in the case of John Scannell:

Dr. Thaddeus M. B. Cross. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . $1,000 00

Dr. Wm. A. Hammond . . . . .  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  . . . . .. 500 00

Referred to Committee on the Criminal Courts and
Police. )

The above experts have not yet sent in their bill for pro-
nouncing you insane! \ _ .

_ THE PHYSICIANS IN MR. TRAIN’s CASE.

I am happy to State that the following talented and incor-
ruptible physicians will be summoned in your case and
appear before the judge:

Dr. Gurnsey, 23d street, opposite Fifth Avenue Hotel.

Dr. Grurnsey, Jr., “ “ “ “ ”

Dr. Thompson,

Dr. Kirby.

All noble and unimpeachable gentlemen, belonging to the
profession, including our most Worthy Brooklyn friend.

\’Vith kindest regards, believe me V

Yours most worthily, _
ELEANOR-FLETCHER-BISHOP,

Room 2, 208 and 210 Brooklyn, N. Y.

A Prisoner in d Pdldce——1mmense Liberty but no Visitors. A.’-
lowed—~A Robinson Crusoe. Epiyrdin to the Reporter of the
Sun———The President of the Zllurderers‘ Club all alone in his
Manhood-—-Z he Zlidrlyr and the ]l[ystery——lS'till Master of the

Dictator.

April 5, 1873.
Dear Mr. Trot-in——DOor again barricaded. No sun—light
again to-day. Please send by messenger your reply to your
Brigadier-General‘appointment to the Montgomery Guards
of Harlem. Mr. Martin, the.C_aptaIn and Committee, want

gate for your reply.

Yours, with regards, JOHN A. GREEN.
(As Mr. Green did not succeed in passing the forbidden
ground, our reporter found him at the gate, and was well re-

envelope.)
EPIGRAM. 1

(From the Bastile Chief~The People Live-—To the Reporter of the Sun

who will not be Allowed to Print it in that Paper.)
No MORE BUNLIGHT IN THE TOMBEl~—Tlfli sITUATIoN.

You are very kind, dear Mr. G.,
When forgotten by all, to think of me:
The reportorial Work is done, —
The orders are to shut out the Sun.
I’m monarch of all I survey,
.My right there is none to dispute,
From Centre street all round I can see,
I’m lord of the Tombs and its brute.
I live in a palace, though the rents are high,
While the other poor kusses are left to die,
With no one in all this space to dwell.
Why are they packed there four in cell .9
Here it seems dry, and plenty of air,
There it is Wet with no one to care
What is the matter? Explain if you can

Why they have placed between us this span?
Neither murderer nor convicted thief,

, Yet no one allowed to talk with the Chief I
NO maniacs are here to spend their rage,
NO delirium howls from the drunkard’s cagef
Although I was all alone before,
I could hear the murders through my door.

MURDERERS’ ROW-'INTERVIEW’ING THE “SUN” REPORTER 1

Explain, I ask, if you can to me,
Why they force on me this liberty?
Why did they torture me a hundred days
And now so handsomely my comfort raise?
Why did they coop meup in that cell
And now like a prince treat me so Well?
Where there’s space enough for_ a hundred more,
' How happens it they never look the door?
Is it through kindness they changed myxfare,
Or are the Uommissimwrs all on a scare?
I lead the life described by Defoe.
What are they doing in “ Murderers’ Row ?”
How is Scannell and Simmons? any new Jokes?
Just received some splendid flowers from Stokes.
I hear they have cut Q17’ his supplies,
That Brennan has stopped his exercise.
Will you let me know if King is alive~- I
How can he in that air-tight cell survive.
Are the devils at work in padded cell?
Any new cofi‘1~n’s-been sent to hell?
Does my friend the Reverend Stephen Tyng,
Round his Bible-boy Nixon his mantle fling?
Poor Foster’s soul he laid on the shelf;
Is Nixon’s game to poison himself? _
Why is President of Murderers’ Club,

Been banished; here to the new Prison “ Hub?” ,

to see you Monday. They can’t get in. I also wait at the

paid by receiving the epigram penciled on the back of the.

. V‘ . n
my . . is‘.

THE CLOSE CORNERS ON THE NEWSPAPERS AND THE
GOVERNMENT.

Six hundred papers may as well back down,
My corner is the joke of country and town;
The press is laid up With the whooping cough,
Frank Leslie you see is first to lend oz)“.
The Montgomery Legion were here,
But they could not see their Brigadier.
My gas boys, you see, can do what they like,
And‘ so will all when I Order the strike. ,
Judges, Lawyers, the Tombs dnd Ludlow Jail,
Are all co—pdrtners under the church’s pale,
Comstock has got the church in an awful mess,
And Phelps and Hammond are in, I guess.
Chatfield, Mott, Jordan and Bell,
.45 citizens, manage the trial well.
As for Judge Daly,,as chief of the clan,
We know he is a whole-souled Irishman.
How strange these oflicials all move by rote,
Even Judge Brady don’t answer my note.
Oh, solitude! where are thy charms

(Can you see the end of my case);
Better dwell in the midst of alarms,

Than reign in this horrible place.
Remember to-Inorrew the ‘_‘ obscene ” fleas,
Meet in the “Insane Court” Of Common Pleas.
The ring thief swindlers may as well bewdre~
There’s revolution in the startled air I

GEO. FRANCIS TRAIN,
The Man of Fate, -the People love and the Ofllcials fear.
THE Tones, April '7, 1873.

F OWUWI1 the Death Brt'g0tde——Si.v II undrcd People Murdered
for a Ton of Coub——Geo. Frdncis Train Epigrams’ the Terri-
ble ,Disdstcr to his Wife, whose Letter foretold what might
have been ca;pected—,The Ship was Unscaworthy going out.
and was not Repaired or Eecamined in Liverpool—~Owners
should be Indtclecl for ZlIurdcr——Capta/in must have been
Drunk, no Blame rests on llfr. Sparks in New Yorlt—Vivid
Description of the Dying and the Dea,d——Thc Startling
Tragedy Described with Byronic Power.

There has been one great thing accomplished in toturing
Mr. Train in the Tombs. It has given us a greater than
Byron. We have nothing like these epigrams in our litera-
ture. He pours them out like bombshell’s from a broadside,
The power is in the condensatiOn—an idea in each line. A
thousand columns on the Atlantic horrors is boiled down into
a few score li11es. Three of his epigrams leveled the Tombs.
In the face of the wholesale denial of the press the authori-
ties have condemned the death-pits in the catacombs. The
torture has developed the poet. Instead of killing him he

S%_mavm_0W_A Beautiful Basket of Flame”, fr/Om St0k68_ ;has sent his enemies down to everlasting infamy.

The Sun not Allowed to Shine in the Cell of the C’omi-ng _

MR. GEO. FRANCIS TRAIN TELLS THE STORY THREE WEEKS
BEFORE THE DISASTER. ‘

[From the Toledo Sun, Md1‘ch 30.]

A NOTE OF WARNING- TO THE WHITE STAR LINE.

FIRST NOTICE——NO EXCUSE FOR DIRT AND WATER.
[Extract letter from on board the Atlantic.]

STEAMSHIP ATLANTIC, }
Orr QUEENsToWN, March 14, 1873.

My Dear Georgo——Here We are ofl Queenstown, and a more
weary, worn—out set of passengers you never saw. The At-
lantic left port with forty-six unfortunatcs——the dirtiest
steamer you ever saw. alive with vermin, and so out of repair
as to keep us in d perpetual bath; all the state-rooms leaky, and,
as a consequence, every one on board with at fearful cold.
Mine is something distressing,and I shall have to stop over a

‘day or two at Liverpool.

WHO WANTS To SLEEP IN A PERPETUAL BATH?
V o - 0 .
blceping in water is not conducive to health, and I can con-

 scientiously say I have not had a single night’s rest on board.
The captain Is a genial, charming man, and has done every-

thing in his power to make us comfortable and content; and
the table has been all We could ask for.

THE BLAME IS ON THE LIVERPOOL SIDE.

But "tis wnpardonablc in the Liverpool house to send to sea
vessel in the condition of the Atlantic, and it will only injure
their reputation instead of benefiting them, if persisted in.

"The Winds have been with us the entire voyage, but Cl new

scrcw—thc invention of a “ genius”~—is too heavy for the ma-
chine.ry,_dnd our .progress has been very slow, but to-morrow
night will end our troubles, and see us safe among the Liver-
poolians. ‘
THE ROLLING or THE STEAMER.
I had not been "in the least sick, except on the second day,
when we had a fearful cross-sea which I feared would swamp
us; but the captain assures me there was no danger. The
“Atlantic hasrolled night and day, but nothing to compare
With the “Adriatic.” ‘F * * W, D, '1‘,
NOTE To MRS. G. F. T.

_ PARIs, FRANCE. J
Dcdr Willie—What a narrow escape; you foreshadowed it.
N 0 one has hit the mark; pardon me for publishing this
extract from your letter. But while all are blaming this one
and that, nobody has told the cause but yourself. The ship
was ‘unseaworthy; it was not somuch lack of coal, as she
could have made the short distance by sail; it Was as you

ing; there is amystery about it; there is no such accident
in its brutal sacrifice of women and children in the history

Suebelle and the boys. G. F. T.

EPIGRAM ON THE ATLANTIC HORROR.

GUILTY OR NOT GUILTY—THE HOLOCAUST.
[Dedicated to Willie, Davis Train.]
ALL ABOUT A TON OF COAL.

~ “Bid bells, and all is wel ” Breakers ahead.’
The dirk pierced her heart! The steamship was dead!
Another Norihfleet host is lost, ’
Great Godl another holocaust.’
The “Atlantic” on the Atlantic shore,
Is wrecked! Five hundred murders more.
Theynever knew what stopped their breath,
Their ocean sleep was the sleep of death.
Those who awoke rushed from the hold
’l‘o sink in the sea or freeze in.the cold. O
The pioneer ship of the Irish boats,
The White Star Atlantic, no longer floats.
\ At midnight the captain went to sleep,
At three, the holocaust was complete.

—~ When the steamship struck the sunken rock

stated at Queenstown, unseaworthy. She was no doubt 1eak- )

of the ocean World. I have epigrammed the story for you;

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