Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1871-03-10
q CLASSIC PINCH.


The world is gettinB out OF Joihe5 NJ
least it is so in Memphis. No sooner
had the ghost humbug been placed in the
tomb of oblivion than another grand
humbug makes its appearance. The
ghost was South Memphis institution,
and had its day; but that day aroused
the classic land of Pinch, and the CO
horts of North Memphis were summoned
to redeem that sensational land from the
twilight which had been cast upon it by
the son of iniquity who had made South
Memphis famous at the expense of the
north end Of our fair city. In peace or
in war, during an election or riot,
Pinch has held its own; but the ghost
cast shroud, glamour, over the
hearths and homes Of its denizens, Its
denizens remembered well the words Of
a we'll known poet: lHlai.3f III
And II we do but watch the hour,
There never yet was human power
That could eyade, IL unforglyen, ca
The patient search. and vigil long,,
fil OF him who treasures up wrong.
The day Of retribution came yester-
day, and the pale ghost of Brinkley
College became like Junius-the shadow
of shade--and unlike him, was for
gotten. Handbills were lavishly scat
tered throughout the city yesterday
morning announcing that Mr.. vogel-
heimer would fly from the Oyerton Hotel
to the Cochran Hall building at i've
pm. Curiosity, an inheritance coming
down to us without bar sinister from
Mile Eve, induced about thousand
persons to assemble inaround the
Oyerton at three clock. The roof
of the hotel was the objective point OF
attraction. Over two hundred persons
inspected the register Of the hotel and
about two hundred times the following
conversation occurred between the reg
lister inspector, and the polite Barlow
who does the honors Of the Office; Il had
an engagement to meet Mr.. Brown, OF
st. Louis, here this evening. do not
see his name on the register, can you
tell me whether or not he is stopping at
your bouse2' No, sir, he is not he
has not as yet arrived" Well, that's
strange, he telegraphed me that he would
be here. l see you have some excite
ment here this evening about some man
that is going to ay-I presume il is a
hoax" al do not know, sir; he is ad-
vertised to Ay.". II did not come here
to see him, and would not have been
here had l not an engagement to meet
my friend" aalg eaa soi
The interrogation left for the front and
gave place to another, who asked the
same series of questions. And SO 1T
went all the afternoon up to six o'clock,
when small printed slip was distributed
among the crowd bearing the cabalistic
word, SOLD" Even this did not
dispense the crowd; fresh arrivals kept
up the excitement until darkness dropped
curtain upon the scene, shutting out
from view the roof of the Overton, upon
which the crowd expected every moment
to see the winged man ere he took his
aerial fight. 1t was a sell-a practical
one--suecessful and well arranged. AS
to who is responsible for the hoax, there
are many rumors. We understand sew
eral baskets of wine were lost and won
on the success of the fraad A number OF
mad-wags" who make the oyerton their
place of residence got it up for the
honor of Pinch, to redeem its droop-
ing supremacy and drag up its drowned
honor by the locks. Pinch has won
back its fading glories, and South Mem
phis will have to call up its " circles, I
hold its seances, and bring forth its
ghostly apparitions by the dozen, ere it
RECEIVERS from the clever flank movement
made by the cohorts of Pinch, who
from the nettle, danger, plucked the
flower, safety ~