The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-08-19
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familiar to Bostonians as pork and
beans, and he Ia equally as well beloved
by the playgoers of the Hub. Out of
Boston he is out.of his elemental fish
out of water. There, at the Museum
where for more than quarter of
century he has been fixture, and a
comfort to the audiences, he reigns SUI
preme.
How old he is 1t is not necessary to
record, but to the Boston stage he Will
remain young all the days of his life.-
From the Museum, down fremont ST.,
up Court, and SO to his home he may be
seen walking as briskly as If he were
an exempt from the work of time.
There u cheerful anecdote extant,
says the New York Sunday Dlspatch,"
where the subject is visit he once
made to Cape Cod, "away down upon
| the sands of the boundless sea-" 1t was
many years ago that this incident occur
red, and Massachusetts, greatest states
man was still alive.
Well, for Summer jaunt, Warren
betouk himself to the Cape, landing
from the schooner Acorn at Province
town. Now the trip can be made either
by railway or steamer.
Landed there, he strolled up the Main
street. The air was laden with the
scent of Goldfish and ship stores.
at smeled as If the town had been
taking bath of hilge water" said
Warren.
AS he strolled on he noticed with
alarm that everybody was impertinent-
ly staring at him; groups at the stores
were furtiyely pointing him out. One
group took off their hats as he passed.
Finally he went to the little hotel.
sWhat ails them p' thought Warren.
Have they been eating crazy fish, l
wonder p''
In the hotel the loungers Immediate
ly arose and assumed q respectable look,
and one or two of them bowed. The
landlord came up with:
"This way, sir-we have arranged the
parlor for you. Had we known you
were upon the vessel and intending to
honor us with your presence, we should
have been better prepared for your recep-
ton. This way, sir. Judge - and
the Honorable Ira will be here
presently. You will dine with them,
sir.''
Warren stared helplessly. Out in the
passage way and on the front stoop
crowd was rapidly collecting women,
children, fishermen, villagers and all.
Hang me if the dogs didn't seem to
stare at me-"
With great show and bowling, and the
crowd respectfully closing in at his
heels, he was shown into the parlor.-
Faces were flattened against the win
dows, and filled the doorways. But
there were no shouts-all were decor
ously silent.
After breathing spell was allowed
him, the landlord reappeared, followed
by Judge and the " Honorable Ira.
"Here he is" said the landlord, ush-
ering the notables in through the crowd
ed passageway. "Ah, gentlemen, per-
| nlU me JnlS Is Iue hOLoleu SuSSbi D"h-
iel Webster"
The secret was out.
"That amt Webster" cried the
Judge. mo more Webster than 1 am
split haddock"
{" Sam''-both to the landlord, and
giving Warren glance of unutterable
disgust" Sam Knowles, you are an
ijeitl"
=" Not Webster ?" cried the amazed
landlord. "Not Webster! Who in
the name of the apocalypse, are you
then ?"
" Me ?" said Warren, who now rather
enjoyed the thing. Sim William War
ren, comedian of the Boston Museum"
"Oh-h-hl Only play-actor-ugh J"
and within the short space of five min
utes Warren was left severely alone
in his glory, not even one of the
loungers so poor as to do him rever-
ence.
1t appears that Boston drummer Of
the dry goods variety had seen Warren
come off the schooner, and, for the
fun of it," at once circulated the report
that he was Daniel Webster. The news
flew from mouth to mouth, and the re-
suit was satisfactory to the joker. The
fun was short-lived, but Warren didn't
enjoy it to any extent