The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1878-12-13
BROWN, THE WHISTLER.

STEAM yALvE-AN ARTIST OF JUNGLE
TOMS" COMBINATION RELATES HIS EXPERT
ENcE IN ENGLAND.
The hall of justice had closed and the lights
burned dmly in the whitewashed corridors Of the
jefferson Market Prison on Wednesday evening when
the keepers. La Faye and McDermot were startled by
the loud shrieks of steam whistle. the sharp ranta-
tatarra of buge and loud peals of laughter in that
part of the lookup known as the "Tenday house
There the stiffness of the grave the office for
some moments and then the bugle notes
peated. Both keepers and the HERALD reporter
who with them. to their feet simulta-
neously.
'.What the -? ?"
"Hush 2" were the remarks Of the surprised ems
todians the planve strains of the "Sweet BY and
By emanated from the bugie and filed the sombre
building with melody Scarce had tho last note Of
the popular hymn died away when the ears of the
delighted listeners shocked by the snars growls
barks and howls of dogs in mortal combat. La Faye
and McDermott rushed to the door opening on
the "ren-day'' house passageway and went to the
spot where the strife seemed to be in progress. Be-
fore they reached the "Bummers' quarter" however
the sounds of battle gave place to peas Of laughter
shreks of whistle and other delectable noises
which ceased when the keepers
A PICTURE DoRE.
In the middle Of the space known the 'sBummers
quarter, which is fourteen fifteen feet long and
ten twelve feet wide, stood coal black negro in
rubber boots His right hand grasped his dexter ear
his eyes Were closed. his thick lips pursed up
and, he wrenched and twisted the auricular organ
he emitted sonorous limitations of up-river steam
boat, warning lesser craft Of her approach The
shelves around the apartment, which the dual
purpose Of bed and chair occupied by delighted
and bloated representatives of the great unwashed
community
and unqualified and found expression in kicks
stamps. thumps and remarks like these-''Well
you're the boss coon. you are!'' you're band in
yourself!'' oh, where's Barnum. when SIGH talents
going to hell for want of show!"
The appearance of the keepers brought matters to
a standstl and the colored orchcstron invited
to step into the Office He followed his ailer rather
wrong. boss! Indeed, didn't! jes' little ole time
for de sufferin' humanity in dar; clar t gracious
dat wor all! Dat ALL
When the creature stood, cap in hand in the Office
before the officials and the HERALD reporter he
quite abnshed fddled with his old torn hat ind
bowed his head
whats your name?' asked the reporter.
alexander Brown, sah!" he replied in low voice.
What you locked up for?"
"Well. boss. yer dis yere chile ar known as
Brown, de Whsle and were jes' doing lcctle
biz for myself las night, an two free white kids
arter dey got to 81. em invtashun Of do
Harlem boat leavin' de slip dey gan TO to pelt
wild rocks. an one on EN- done gone split bran
new brick on de back O my head. an got riled an
toe EN- to look out dar dey might hurt ef dcy
did dat agn. OF course, was rested TO- talking
Sho, dere's some law TO collud folks in England!'
NATIVE ARTIST.
"Were you ever in England 2" inquired the
porter.
"Wor in England? Well guess wor; guess
Wort" said Brown. laughing. Then continuing. with
more dignity, he added, eve only jes' returned
from professional tower in Lunnun an de British
provinces rived on de Denmark . short time ago
wild thirteen oder artists OBJ color"
"You don't say 50 "
Deed do. boss. Deed do went over wild
de fust gran Uncle Toms Cabin Combinashun. an
fr do fx11y
Coventry, Brighton. Liverpool an oder Cities
What did you play?''
an played on de ole jawbone in de plantation
Yes indeed, boss. Oh, sho! i used to give imita-
shuns OF two kyoodles fghtin, an bet you, boss
made big hit TO de nobility an gran folks in
sHow did you like it there?"
"Pooty well, boss; jes' pooty well! De fog was
| too tick. Hi, goly! II wor so bad sometimes dat
Merican citizen, who used to de bright sunlight
Of dis yere lam Of Uncle SAM kin barly see his way
fro dem streets in Lunnun. kem near butstn
| my brains out agin dc trees in Hyde Park an fust
wv to have to my way Ss o DC
| ar wlsser beats dan you'll find in Chatham street!
Dey skin yer outn yer har! Deed dey would. Boss!"
/ UNREsfUNElATIvE CONTRACTS.
/ 'Well, you had good time and were well paid r.
stop dat ar. boss Stop dat or De wages wor
done gone sign Dc contrsc with Msssa jarrett 4
Palmer in dis we're city TO- we leave we make gree
ment TO- $50 a month an find ourselves in England
Well, sab Dey pay our passage on dc steamer but
when we get to England We fin We can get muffin
| to eat less pay two shillins TO- it. Boss
de grub wor awful dcah! awful deah! An have to
give shillin' for washin' shirt Guy Mannerin'l
dat spresshin very common in good 'sciety in
Lunnun). went one day to Petticoat lane to get
coat was tole by one of our agents dat wor do
place where spectacle foreigners dey called Amer
leans foreigners Dey did, TO shuahD all got
dere clio cheap. took in dat ar Petticoat lane.
an done gone pay ten English shn TO a
pair O. pants. an when ! gave de man
sheenies Il knowed dey sheenies because dey
semble de old clio men in Baxter street, went TO me
an knock de head nearly of me- 1 get out o. dat ar
place pooty lively, tell you, boss Thirty dollars
month wor no count, nohow. when you had to I'm
yerself. Dat dramatick trip losin' specula-
Uncle Toms Combnashun. 'Mericans de boss
nobility; dey ar. for shuah Oars no use talkn,
boss; dis yere travelin' broad to stonish do Eng
glish don't count 70 much. I'll stay to home"
what are You going to do next p
"Jes' now I'm agwinc to whitewash dis ycre
prison. After dat I'm agwine out. an Ct bizness
ant good TO me I'm agwne down Souf TO- free. four
years till dc white folks member me mo-! Den
come back to New York. an my imitashuns 'ull
be to de lovers of amusement"
"What'll you do South?'
work de levee somewhar. No use foolin'
roun' here now. Lor' Dress you, boss. larncd
heap when l wor in de show bizness with Mas'r
Tookah Him mighty cute man, sab mighty
cute. He know how to make ole tings new. Dat ar
de secret oh dc show bizncss, / bet you 1"
Then, with three prolonged shreks like q steam
whistle and flourish on the buge. Brown. Jarrett 4
Palmcr's steam whistle. retired to the ''Ten-day"
house.
AT THE MERCY OF THIEVES.
A BROOKLYN CLERGYMAN ROBBED ON HORSE