The Standard Union - Friday, April 5, 1895

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The repulsive trial just ended in London shows that there are phases of life in the mighty metropolitan centre of civilization as "unspeakable" as Mr. Gladstone’s Turk was. The Marquis of Queensberry's imagination is another kind of an imagination than that of Oscar Wilde, who was on trial for his poetry, and has been proven to possess a fancy affluent in impropriety and some strange and sinister associations. Lord Alfred Douglas made to his father, the Marquis, the trifling reply, when accused of inconceivable debasement: "What a funny little man you are." That is probably of the funny things that will stick, like one of the tiny arrows darted by the dwarf savages in the African wilderness. The Marquis seems to be a terror in his letters, as when he says Wilde is "a cur and a coward of the Rosebery type." He also denies that Lord Alfred is his son, and reviles Rosebery, Gladstone and the Queen miscellaneously. But he seems to have proven his horrible case to the satisfaction of the jury and the press and the people of England, though he is a funny little man, and Mr. Wilde’s art and poetry have been grievously dumped, and he seems to be irretrievably condemned.