Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1869-05-28
LOCAL PARAGRAPHS.

The Parlor Music Hall was closed las
night out of respect 10 the memory o
Mons. Vaudemont.
The little girl who was burned so ter
ribly by the explosion of the can of kero
sene, On Wednesday evening, died tina
night.
The clerk of the weather made a mos
ridiculous failure last night in attempting
to get up a ra~in-squall. The matter ended
in wind and dust.
The voters residing on the west coas
of Africa (DeSoto street and there
abouts) rested well after their arduou;
labors during yesterday. Everything wa
serene at ten o'clock.
DIR. AGREE offers a reward of one hun.
dred dollars for the recovery of the body
of his son, drowned by the accidental cap
sizing of the little steamer Alpha, a few
days since.
The interest in the election absorbed
every other feeling yesterday, and aside
from political matters, everything was
extremely quiet throughout the day.
The solitary voter in the Thirteenth
District, who voted for Hunter yesterday,
is being looked for with a view to his be.
ing sem to Barnum's successor in New
York.
Election whisky must have been
dealt out with a sparing hand yesterday,
for only two caSes-onea plain drunk, the
other with a disorderly addenda-were
docketed at the first district Police Sta
ton up to a late hour last night.
The reason given by those who under.
stand the matter, for the numerous explo.
sions of kerosene lamps which occurred
on Wednesday isthat the day was the
| first real ~"scorcher" of the season and
| the lamps were left exposed to the neat OF
the sun-a degree far higher than that Of
the test ordinarily ~applied-say 1902, and
as a consequence explosive gas was gener-
| ated.
William Harris, becoming excited
| over the election, and fearing that there
We're not enough of his colored brethren
! voting TO give b enemy a Waterloo de-
feat commenced distributing fraudulent
certificates to all those who would take
them. Mr." Harris little game was
blocked by one of the MetrOpOlitans. and
he must give an account this morning as
to the why's and wherefores of the sixteen
bogus certificates and "hoss revolver -
found about in his clothes.
A Memphian has invented a cock
roach trap, of which the Nashville papers
speak in the highest terms. 1t is of tin.
and in shape, is like a deep spittoOn,
which it resembles in size. The outside
is smelteds so asto facilitate the climbing of
the insects for whose determination il is
intended. Passing up from the bottom
through the. aperture is a shaft surmount-
ed by a small tin plate, on which the bait
(say molasses) is placed. Having reached
the top, at the outside, Mr.. Roach finds
an easy descent of polished tin, down
which he slides, rather than walks, to the
mouth, the verge of which is nearest the
bait. In attempting to reach the molas-
ses, Mr.. Roach loses his equilibrium, is
unable to maintain his hold on the smooth
tin surface, and drops " into the depths
below. 1t is apparent that it is impossi-
BILE for him to get out, owing to the con-
struction of the trap. He may climb the
shaft, but on reaching the top would be
compelled to drop again.
"A certain gentleman who shall be
nameless, but who has won for himself
the sou6Fiquet of - railroad king" went
into the Peabody Hotel barber shop on
Wednesday, and taking a seat in one of
the luxurious chairs, ordered the " tonso-
rial artist :" to thin out his hair. The bar
Der went to work, and after the usual pre-
liminaries put his shears into the am
brosial locks of the imam of many
locomotives" and inquired how much
he should shear out. go on" wA
got it thin enough" Thus instructed, the
artist "let in" and in a few minutes
there was enough hair on the floor around
the chair to stuff a small mattress, and
our friends head, which looked when he
came into the shop like q Lord Chancel-
lor's with a wig on, looked like a prize
fighter's-Or like Simpsons might have
looked when Delilah got through with
him. There was not a hair on his head
that was longer than a half inch. The
barber, however, was n man who obeyed
orders, and waiting for the word TO stop
continued clipping at the stumps, making
shears refused to take hold any longer,
and the barber, who had hitherto worked
away in silence, turning to another sable
artist, remarked: 81 gollyi eff Mr.. -
wants his har any shorter'n dat, Iuhatter
tax er razor to it'll" This seemed to work
like an electric shock, and the patient"
starting up as if from a sound sleep.
clapped his hands on his head and gave
n long look into the glass in silence.
At last a groan broke from him. like that
of a moribund-"My God" said he.
''whatn my wife say ?" then turning flu
riously 10 the darky, who stood half
chair, he calculated, z You internal scoun-
drell ghy didR't gon wake me upP Oh,
Lord! what ioiU my wife say?" and jerk
ing off the towel and apron, he made for a
wig shop, without waiting to get the hair
brushed off his coat. Some friend of his, |
not knowing of the circumstance, met
him yesterday, and wishing to eompli-
ment him on a recent transaction which
showed great nerve, remarked admir-
You have certainly got the cool
est head i eve -" Its a id lie!'
shouted, and leaving him abruptly,
hasn't been seen since.