Tweed

[From (lm New Vork World.] William Dunnam, the Warden of the jail, made the following statement to a reporter foi the World: "Welefthere (Ludlow Street Jail) a littíe after 1 o'clock in a emriage with Edward Hagen, one of the keepers, Tweed, and hia son WíJliam. Wc went tbrough Broome rtreet up Boworr, np Fourth Street to Teuth street, and thenoe np Broadway to Fifth avenue and to ' Fifty-ninth street to Western boulevard to Kingsbridge road, and down the Southern boulevard to the bridge at tho head of Third avenue, crossed over to ■ One Hiindred and Twcnty-scventh street to Sixth avenue, down oixth avenue to Central Park to the knoll, walked round the knoll to where the horses were; returned to the coach, went down through the park to Fiftyninth street to his residence in Sixtieth street at 4 p. m. Went into his houBe ; sat down in the front parlor. He said ho would slip up stairs to see his wife ono moment. Hag;n said he would slip outside to wash his hands. Tweed went up stairs. Hagen washod his hands aud camo in again. Tweed was absent about üve minutes. When Tweed had been absent about five minutes, I remarked that it was about time to go. Tweed's son went up stairs. He had been sittiug with us all the time. He came down and said his father hadn't goneup stairsi. He was gone only a moment. He said his father hadn't been up stairs. Hagen and I then left the house. I told Mr. Hagen that he had botter go up Effairs, which he did. I went out to the front door and looked into the área. I went down off the steps. I saw no ono there. The oarriage was around the corner where w could not .see it. I saw no one. I went up in the front hall-way again, and Mr. Hagen went all through the lower part of the house. I then went to see if the carriage was there, and it was. I then thought we had done all we conld theré, and so I took the carriage and went to the Fifty-ninth Street Station. That was 6:35 o'clock. I thought the best thing I could do was to give au alarm at the flrst moment. I told the driver to drive to the Fifty-ninth Street Station House as - fast as he could. In the rear of that house are other houses and yards. I don't think he could have got out without going through one of those houses. Alter giviug the akirm at the station I drove down to pólice heíidquarters. I inquired for Superintendent Walling, but he was not there. The. alarm had already reached there, and Inspector Dilks, who was in charge, said he would telegraph to Walling at once. I tlu-n vent to Sheriff Conner. I left word. I stopped at the corner of Fifty-ninlh street and Third avenue. He was not at the club room. I left word there for him to come down to Ludlow Street Jail at the earliest moment. I then went to his residenco and left the same word there. I then got into a Third avenue car and carne right down here. Mr. Conner has not been here (Ludlow Street Jail) since. I have only just arrived here myself. I have no idea how Tweed escaped. I heard Tweed go up stairs, or think he did, to the best of üy knowledge. Isaw Mrs. Tweed at the head of the stairs, and she seemed to be very much excited. This was after Hagen had been up stairs looking after Tweed. Tho son was also very excited. The son-in-law of Mr. Tweed was in the house; he carne in just after we went in. He staid there until just after we got the alarm. I have done a good many kindnesses to Mr. Tweed - yes, and I am very sorry for it. Yet I don't know; I suppose I have only done my duty as an officer. Generally, as I have been out riding with him, he has been in good spirits. As an old officer and accustomed to the tricks of prisoners, I can't say how Tweed got away. I can't aay whether Mrs. Tweed lied or not." Tweed has only paid his board bilis at the prison and lawyers' fees. At the time when he was removed from Blackwell's Island to Ludlow Street Jail last summer, one or two Deputies from tho' Order of Arrest Department, having him in charge, permitted him to remaiu kt his residence on Fifth avenue the greater4part of one night and a portion of the following forenoon bef ore he was taken to the District Attorney's office. The Deputies who extended tlús favor to Tweed were paid for it. Whon Tweed took up his quarters at Ludlow Street Jail he was notifled immediately that one of the advantages of his chango of prisou was unlimited freedom, if he chose to pay for it. For some time Tweed kept close in his room, but after the newspaper talk about him ceased ho began to drive about New York considerably. Tho exact amount paid for the privilege of each visit made to his family or some of his boon companions is not known. The price originally iutended to charge him was $100, but it is said' that the terms were at least redneed to $25 per visit. One of the deputies assured a World reporter eome weeks ago that this seemingly high price was charged becansethe Jailèr or Warden of Ludlow Street Jail took the risks of the prisoner' escape. During the past inonth Tweed's trips arouud Üie city have been very frequent. He has dined twice at the Clairmont Hotel in the upper part of the city lately - once last week. His calis at his home were made very froquently. A Wonian Kills a Liou. A California lion, which has long been a terror to the solitary African of Indian Bar, was killed by a woman known as "Slim Josie," under the following circumstances: Josie came to the county last spring, and owns a small ranch, occupied by hor, a cow and a calf , a pair of pigs and a largo dog. The dog and calí are now no more, and their taking off led to the killing of tho lion. Two weeks ago Josie's dog, Bully, went out on a huilt and returned no more. Josie, who is strong-minded and fears not the demon man, went out aud scoured the woods for three days. On tho evening of the third day she found poor Bully, coldand stift', clasped in the embrace of doath. He had been fearfully mangled in the encountei', in which he had como off second bost. Josie ïetumed home, and all went weïl until Saturday night, when hIio waa aroused by the bleating of her calf. She arose, took her trusty riflo, and sallicd out to the pen. On her arrival at the wen she paused, and in the bright moonlight she plainly perceived n large lion tearing and eatiug her calf. Tho rifio was promptly leveled, and the lion sprang into the air and dropped dead, with a bullet in his brain. As soon as the African heard of the taking oñ' of his enemy, he went and popped the question to Josie, who answereel by booting him off tlie ranch. She now reigns snpreme. - Xonora {Cal.) Independent. The peoplo of Chicago seem to have lost thoir ppetite for the lofty grandenrs of tho legitímate drama. The manager of McVicker's Theater recently paid Barry Sullivan, ono of the finest aètora of the age, the xtraordmary sum ot $2,100 in gold for seven perior'manceF. The result was any thing but ejicouraging to sióülar ventures1. Wliile Sullivau wás givfcg his tinished and intelleetual ,.;-t 'rtainmcnt.s to slim houses, the leg lüanm uud 1 mmt-cork opera at tho secondolass i'liu'fs of amusement were drawing lafge áitáíehceb. Evidently a padfled liinb or a stalo negro miustcel joko is reliahed more highly by the average Chicagoan than the grand old plays of bhakospeare in tho hands of a raaster tragedion ari'd èlooütSonist. MrtH. M.viihkw ;i;iï!V()1.!, of Conui cticut.had GoVeTnöraforïathërj'bwrthr, husband, Bon and nephew.