The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1870-06-10

From Our 0Sn Correspondent
NEW lOHk, June IUi IoIU'
Cubaus on DoOrsteps

tubans on DoOrsteps.
The numerous Cubans in this city certainly
have a vast prediction for door-s.eps. They
sit upon them continually. Upon the hottest
hours of the hottest days you see them summing
themselves there, absorbing the heat and light
as though they derived sustenance thereby.
Like swarthy flowers, they turn their dark faces
to the sum- and their burning eyes, like glitterlng
black roses stare the sun out of countepance,
or gaze unblinkngy upon the smoking pave
ment They never seem to have any
business, those idle, dreary-looking Cubans.
Smoking the eternal cigarette, twisting
tEeir black moustaches, switching their
slender canes, twirling their massive
chains, and glancng at their diamonds
with supercilious vanity, they gabble melodous
incomprehensibility among themselves, and
survey the blonde and 1orid American as he
passes with an air of good-natured liberation,
as much as to say, "You see l am giving your
government a chance, and trying to make as
much out of your climate as possible You will
find plenty of these step-loiterers all day long,
but they congregate mostly after the early hours
of the evening. Occasionally you find a young
American woman surrounded by bevy of
swart admirers. Suddenly you break upon
dark-browed beauty (the fire and languor of
whose eyes half neutralize each other, like
opium in wine), encircled by ring of lank
American youths. There are some streets
through which you cannot pass at nightfall
without encountering such groups. Sixteenth
street, between Fifth and Sixth avenues, is one
of these. The very air smells of Havana.
The Fall of n FOp.
The student of human nature accustomed to
walk at various hours of fine afternoons and
evenings past Delmonico's, on Fourteenth
street. and the Fifth Avenue Theatre, will have
>f4 A.
a very wonderful parsonage. SO far as his clothes
were any indication of his scale in creation he
might have been mistaken for an inhabitant of
one of Dean Swifts mythical worlds, for his
attire was certainly unlike any usually seen on
this planet Every visible article OF dress was
different in color. The hue was of the most
vivid description and the patterS of the loudest.
The most natural thought occurring to any
chance observer would be that he man was
insane, or that he had got himself up for joke
in order to accomplish some temporary par
pose. No such thing. The man was neither a
maniac nor jokistf e having so attired himself
chad accomplished half the business of his life.
The other half consisted in extracting peoples
corns for his profession was that of a corn eX-
tractor. Some people spend their money in
riot and debauchery, some in gambling, some
in speculation. Our corn extractor spent his
on dress. This might have been passed by a
harmless eccentricity bat for the fact that he
sometimes so behaved in public as to attract
good deal of very unpleasant attention. The
other evening, for instance, he went to the
theatre (Wallack's) where Mr.. Broughams SEN
satlon play of The Red Light was performed.
There having seat in the parquette, he arose
in the middle of the performance, waved two
silk pocket handkerchiefs in most remarkable
rly in tp
one of the actresses then on the stage centred
upon himself the attention of the entire
auditorium. Unfortunately for him Justice
Bowling and Superintendent Jourdan hap
pened to be present. Both Of these gentlemen
are never more on duty than when they are cur
rently supposed to be Off Between them they
had the fellow put out of the theatre, and there
the matter would have ended but for the out
rageous scene of disorder which he Immediately
improvised at the door. Finding that he could
not be queted, he was at length put in charge
of two policemen and conveyed to the Tombs,
where, the next morning, he had hearing be-
fore Justice Bowling. During the interval, be
it understood, he tore up the benches in the
cell, wrenched away the gas'pipes, turned on
the water, and created as much havoc as though
he possessed the hundred hands of Briareus,
and each Of them had been hard at work. His
RAINBOW suit OF SILK ana cashmere was utterly
ruined by the violence of his eXertions and
the flood of water he had let in upon the cell.
1t hung around him in soaked strips, and when
he made his appearance in the courtroom he
looked like bad potato with the skin half
peeled. heavy fine was judiciously imposed
upon him.
selling Dead Bodies.
A curious story comes by way of the Board of
Health. 1t is TO the effect that several sections
and undertakers who are at the head of fashion
able establishments carry on a systematic traffic
in dead bodies, convey them surrepttiouslY to
various quarter of the city, where store-rooms
exist, and there keep them until their friends
demand them, paying therefor exorbitant fees.
There are one or two things about this story
that are quite incomprehensible. "But no
matter" as they say on the stage. How do the
undertakers get possession of the bodies with
out the knowledge of the dead ones friends or
relations? q? Supposing them to do so, how do
the friends and relations find out what the un-
dertakers have done with the bodies? Lastly,
when the whereabouts of the bodies has been
found and the ransom given what is the reason
that nobody is ever brought to justice, and the
whole thing resolves itself into a newspaper
paragraph Pausing for a reply, l wrap my
self up in an Arabian Nights Dream, and re-
main ALI BABA.