American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1876-10-28
Fun at the Centennial.

You would almost doubt my word il
were to tell you of the greenness of
some of these Centennial visitors There
never was such a chance for guying in
the world. 1t proved too much for Mr..
John T. Raymond, and he could not let
SO rare an opportunity slip. He would
go up to the wax-work groups in the
Main Building, which really are very
life-ike, and pretend that he thought
they were alive. So innocent did he
look that two young girls took some
some time to explain to him that they
were really only wax. He thanked
them and walked on. Another time he
made believe he was wax-work, and
got friend to call attention to the vii
famous expression of his countenance,
until those in the crowd who saw that
he was not wax, cried "Shame!" when,
t te their establishment, he took the arm
of the rude fellow and walked off with
him, while the crowd stared in indig-
nant wonder. Mr.. Raymond was
standing in the Art Gallery in front of
q bronze statute of negro, of the most
decidedly African cast of countenance,
who held his freed arms aloft, while the
broken chains fell at his feet. A coun-
tryman came along and gazed in open
mouthed admiration then he turned to
Mr.. Raymond and said, 'sThe Greek
slave, amt it?'' "Yes, by the Powers
it is" said the actor. "Well, I'm glad
I've seen it, said the man, ''for I've
always wanted to see that statue. l
heard it was pretty, but dern me if 1
see any beauty in that, but it S more
like natur than them marble fggers. -
A party of ladies and gentlemen from
New York were reclining on the divans
in the Turkish house, the other day,
slipping coffee and smoking cigarettes,
when middle-aged woman, the per-
feet type of Centennial visitor, linen
duster, green veil, and all, thrust her
head in at the door. "Excuse me-"
said she, drawing back, 81 see have
intruded on a party of Turks" "Walk
right in, madam said one of the gen
tlemen, "and make yourself at home"
You speak English very well,'' said
she, walking in and taking seat.
" Yes" he replied, 81 have been in
this country some time. 1 liked it SO
well here that brought these people
over. They don't speak English, but
they understand it." Then the woman
began series of questions that puzzled
the ingenuity of the gentleman to an
swer, particularly as the rest of his
party was shaking with suppressed
laughter. The woman asked so many
questions about the coffee that the gen.
tleman, whom will call the Doctor,
insisted upon treating her to a cup,
which she drank with relish.
Then she wanted to know about
the cigarettes. He told her that
Turkish ladies all smoked, and offered |
her one and lighted it for her. She took
it between her teeth and pulled in with
all her might and main, and when she
got her mouth full of smoke she did
not know what to do with it. The Doc
tor showed her how to puff it out, and
after great deal of coughing she got
all right again, but said she preferred |
the coffee to the cigarettes. At last she
asked the Doctor if he would write his
name in Turkish. This was q stumper,
but he was equal to the emergency, and,
pulling blank card from his pocket,
he copied the inscription off the Jeru-
salem House near by. The woman was
delighted. 'sNow l want you to write
me some Centennial notes." and she
handed out one of those tiresome little
books that all good Centennial visitors
90 around with "What shah / say p''
said the Doctor. essay fell in with a
party of Turks, who treated me TO cot