Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1873-09-13
MAI. JONES IN NEW YORK.
His Adventure with the Bunco Men.
How the Major was ssRoped In''--Two
Dollars Worth Of Experience.
[From ne Savannah News.l

How the Major was ssRoped In's.-Tw,
Dollars Worth Of Experience.
From the Savannah News.l
PINEvILLE, GA; Aug. p, 1873
Mr.. Thompson-Dear Sir: l promised
to give you an account of my trip Il
New York, if anything happened
worth writing about. We'll, if it wa:
not for little adventure / had the
first day after arrived in the city, ]
don't think would have troubled you
with letter, especially as | was Sc
stirred up by the sea voyage, going and
coming, that / haven't felt like myself
ever since / got home. Nothing OF
interest didn't take place on the voy-
age to New York on the steamer
Huntsville. The weather was very
pleasant; we had no storms or harry
canes; nobody didn't get spilled over
board nobody got sea-sick. The ship
went along as quiet as dug out in a
mill pond-eyerybody had good ap-
petite, which was bountifully provided
for by the cook-the officers we're
monstrous clever and obliging, and
everybody was in good humor with
the ship, the crew and themselves.
After a very pleasant voyage we ar
rived at the quarantine station, where
the doctor as it were, feels the pulses
of the ships and finds out their SAN
itary condition before he lets them go
into New York. Well, we had to wait
there, drifting round for about half a
hour before old DIR. Stick-in- -the-mud
finished picking his teeth, Gt was about
his dinner time, and came out to us
in his little steamer. He was very
civil, however, when he found we
didn't have no epidemic aboard, and
let us go ahead, Notwithstanding two
of the stewart's chickens had the pip.
Grant that quarantine doctor has got
one of the easiest, best paying situa-
tions in the Government. In a few
minutes after he left us to look after
the San Jacinto, which had followed
us in sight all the way from Savannah,
we were warping into our dock; and
few minutes later / found myself, bag
and baggage, all safe and sound, at the
New York Hotel.
In the morning, after breakfast, /
took walk down Broadway to go and
see Messrs. Appleton & Co., the pub
fishers of the new edition of my book.
The omnibuses and carriages, wagons,
carts and all kinds of vehicles, were
laundering along in the street, and the
same procession of men, women and
children that | had seen there more
than twenty-five years ago, was still
crowding along the side walk, while
the noise and confusion seemed enough
to turn a body crazy. As was pick
ing my way among the rushing crowd,
thinking of the changes that had taken
place in that great city, in the country,
in myself, in everything, since | had
witnessed the same scene quarter of
a century ago, gentleman in the
crowd stepped before me, and says he:
why, Doctor, how do you do ?
When did you come to the city?" at
the same time holding out his hand.
| looked at him, and says he:
Il beg pardon, sir. | took you for
DR.. Wilson, of Rochester, particular
friend of mine. | beg pardon"
mo harm, sir" says |. But my
name amt DIR. Wilson"
Il see, 1 see" says he. But the re-
semblance is so great. Wonderful. If
you have no objection, will you give
me your name, as | would like to tell
my friend of the remarkable resem-
blance."
Without thinking-the gentleman
was so very polite-I told him my
name was Jones, and was passing on
when he raised his hand to his mouth
and hallowed after me-
"Of f-?"
"Of Pineville."
Thank you," says he.
And / walked on. But just at that
minute the thought flashed into my
mind-that fellows Peter Funk, one
of them sharpers what we read about
in the newspapers. But smiled as l
thought to meself, he can't fool me
I'm too old bird for him to catch
I've been in New York before to-day.
But l wondered what use he could
make of my name.
| walked on, stopping now and then,
to look in at the new books, fine
paintings, pictures and jewelry, in the
windows, and had forgot the incident,
when nice looking young man came
rushing up to me extending his hand,
with his face y over smiles, and says
he
why, Mr.. Jones I declare! When
did you get to the city? How do you
do"
Before had time to think I had
given him my hand, which he was
shaking as if he was monstrous glad to
see me, while / looked him right in the
face to try to make out who he was" ;"
why, Mr.. Jones, says he, "is it
possible you don't know me ?"
Really" says 1, Il can't make you
out.
Don't remember Charley7" says
he.
Charley who" says 1.
Charley Anderson" says he. May
or Anderson's son, of Savannah"
Indeed" says | 81 used to know
all the Anderson boys; but / don'tre-
member you"
II thought you would remember
me-" says he, "but | have been off at
school sometime, and have grown
good deal"
yes" says l, "boys soon grow out
of ones recollection"
Father and me are stopping at the
New York Hotel. and / know he would
be very glad to see you"
"Oh," says /, Il have seen your
father, and been with him all the
morning"
you have. Well, we are going to
leave soon, you know. That is, father
and the rest are. But I'm not going
home with the party, I'm going TO take
a little round to Saratoga and Niagara
Falls before 60 home to Savannah"
L was going to ask him some Dues
tions about how long he had been away
from Savannah and where he had been
at school, when he, boy like, interrupt
ed me. Says he
"a real curious thing occurred at
the hotel this morning. Some gentle
men were reading over the drawing of
the Havana Lottery in the Herald,
when l remembered that l had frac-
tional ticket tn that lottery which /
bought away last june, and which /
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