Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-12-16
SEVEN CORNERS.
HE TAKES a MIDNIGHT STROLL
WITH Il "GLOBE' HIN,

Heard--The Celebrated Forty Acres--He
Favors the Boom, Rubs Up Bill Kings
Paper, and Is For st. Paul Every Time
"our Girls" INDICATED from cat Home"--
The Union Depot--The Crooked Streets,
Etc.
Rather cold night, and the darkness was
filled with ftful gusts of snow. A disagreea-
BILE night to be out. Yet midnight, by the
help of scanty covering of snow, and the
faint glare of Pickering street lamp, saw a
man out in the weather.
Some ministering angel on a charitable
mission; doctor summoned to wet the lips
of the dying with some cooling potion; a
priest on holy errand to shrive a sinner?
No. He was that other good Samaritan,
a reporter after feeting items, with which to
regale his intelligent constituency in the
morning.
Somebody else saw the reporter as he step
ped from under the faint glaring street
lamp and showed himself through the dark
ness. For as he reached the middle of the
space made by several converging or diverg
ing streets-too dark to distinguish which
he received tap on the shoulder.
Guess the reporter was startled? Decided
ly SO. The man must have sneaked up, trod
over the snow as if IN slippered feet. Moth
ing but harm could be meant by such an
approach.
Then this reporter wasn't the fighting
editor of the paper on which he was en-
ployed.
The tap on the shoulder had scarcely died
away before all. this rushed through the mind
of the news Samaritan. He thought to do
like the Leyite and make al very sudden and
expeditions start for over the way.
Another tap, a little more vigorous than
the first.
If the tap startled, look at the Taper,
skipped away over the comparative degree
| and jumped on to the apex of the superlatiye
degree OF Startle.
The oldest man ever seen, was seen
bowling and smiling. His head ran up to a
point. His face was triangle. His
shoulders stuck out in an emphatically angu-
lar way. His arms were a-kimbo. His
knees looked like he was climbing up stairs
His feet were splayed out, heel to heel.
Another bow, and smile that wrinkled
his face into several diverging burrows from
his mouth.
81 am called SEVEN CoRNERs,'' said he, in
the way OF introduction.
Then he bowed seven times and extended
his hand for shake.
There were seven fingers on the out.
stretched hand.
Seven Corners and the reporter shook.
"Will you walk?" said he.
Together the December excursion be-
| gun.
''This is Fort street, said he, as the re-
porter was escorted along by his odd looking
| companion. AS the two walked along he
| pointed out various residences, told little
anecdotes about the inmates, and chuckled
over "allusions." All of sudden he halted,
and extending his arm said
| "Look there"
"What?''
"There's the forty acres.''
''What forty acres?'
"'Twas midnight dreary, and only last
week, when body of men stealthily walked
out of the city, armed with shovels and
picks. They went into camp little below
that forty acres, built camp-fres, and soon,
by the light of many lamps, went to work. y
"What are you ravin' about?"
~ saw them at work, and couldn't imagine
the purpose. Had Capt. Kids treasures
been found, and were these robbers going to
deprive the owner of the land of his bon
ANA. 1 skipped back and took run down
Fourth street. Bless your soul I soon got
the wink from the court house, knew at
once what was up. It didn't
take me long to get back and
watch operations, was terribly uneasy
man that night. I ran up and down tn
streets, Lord, Lord, I expected to meet some
body Of the GLoBE-the p. p. fellows go to
bed at shutdown. I sent runner along
! several streets, but 1 couldn't find anybody
to tell them. All night they worked, and
bless your SOUL just didn't know what to
do. l thought I'd turn On box No. Z, but
then-l knew the fire laddies couldn't get
down there, to put 'em out.''
interested for St. Paul, 1 should guess
sol am an important part of that city my
self didn't like the looks of this midnight
business 81 suspected. Daylight is the time
for open, fair, square work, knew the OBJ
ject of the business mems meeting"
elbow did | know2 I heard 'em talking
about it as l took my walks down Third
street. And I feared and feared.''
"But as you say, it's all right now. One
thing strikes me as queer. Minneapolis has
glbed our citizens about their furry, vet
have encouraged the Milwaukee fellows right
along. am suspicious, when the adjunct
approves of anything or defends anything
happening in st. Paul. Get your optics
screwed down to focus and the bril-
liant point will show up as allu-
sive for st. Paul. Some Minneapolitans
prefer the Fort road to the railroad-it's
cheaper have heard 'em talk. Milwaukee
has the right to go over, through, along,
across any street in the city. The ordinances
don't say sod like to see 'em 90 over
me.''
Seven Corners assumed very sinister look,
and doubled up very formidable seven dig
ital fist.
ssBut-'
And the reporter turned to listen, and
found to his astonishment that he stood on
the spot from where he started. AS if moth
ing had happened, his companion said:
THE BOOM.
"But, here's Third street,
81 have walked the length of this street
frequently
s'Umph. Not as often as I. am UP and
down it nightly. What don't know about
Third street isn't worth knowing. But let's
take the middle of the street to avoid the
turns.''
The journey down the ever curvine
thoroughfare was accompanied by an in
cessant chatter. Seven Corners had fund
of stories to tell, sage reflections to pass, and
matters of business interest to comment
upon.
'see there said he pulling the scribe by
the arm and leading him to the sidewalk