Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1885-05-25

Of sugar In summer time.
81 hope there are no women or chill
dren In the building" remarked char
itably inclined citizen.
"There are women and children In
tho building getting burned up'' yell
cd another.
"Three women getting burned up!
yelled another.
"Open the window and rescue thcm!'
pipcd little man who was observing
the building from under tall mans
coat-tails.
Bring a laddorl' yelled q sensible
man.
Ladder! ladder! fetch a ladder!'
howled a dozen Others, and number
of boys were dispatched in various di-
rcctions for those useful articles.
"Why doesn't someone turn on the
fire-alarmp" suggested another man.
Turn on tho alarmr took up the
crowd. "Call the fire department."
and several men started simultaneous
ly for the iire-alarm boxes.
Fifty dollars to the man who saves
their livcs!" yelled man with west
ern air and wide-brimmcd hat.
"Break open the doors and 60 up
stairsr' howled an enthusiastic man as
he edged away from the crowd In tho
opposite direction from tho building.
'.Save their livesW yelled another as
he made break through the crowd
for the stone steps, followed by half
hundred men.
Call the police!" said another man
"Policc! police! police!" shouted tho
crowd.
.Someone will 60 through the build
on the outskirts.
"Robbers! Robbers! Police! Po-
lice! Fire! Fire! Save the women!
Bring a ladder! Bust in the front
doorW howled the crowd.
"What's der rowp" growled po-
liceman on the opposite corner, as he
observed the crowd.
.Someone's getting killed." replied
an imaginative but long-range specta-
tor.
"Ill rap for help" replied the guard
ian of the peace. sagaciously.
whats der racket" cried another
patrolman, as he came painting around
| the corner.
Terrible fight over there" replied
| tho first; 1.-TWO men being murdered.
More raps. More policemen.
Firc-engines heard coming in the
distance.
Lets clear the crowd" said po-
liccman.
"Fire! Murder! Police!' shouted
the crowd.
"Clear de way!" howled the officers.
"Whack, thump, bang" remarked
the policelnen's clubs. as the sturdy
officers reached the edge Of the crowd.
Here come the police! Clear the
way! Quit hitting me! Ouch! Stop
crowding meH' shouted the spectators,
as they made way for the policemen
and lodged the fast-gathering en-
gines.
whats the matterP" cried an Off
Ger, as he rushed into the building.
| Nothing" replied the janitor.
What is tho row in the streetp"
whats the row out herep" inquir.
ed another officer of one of the specta
tors in the crowd.
Nothing is the matter here,' re.
piled that individual. '1ts in the
building"
where's the firep" shouted the fire
marshal.
mo fire here" replied the police
man.
What's the fight aboutP" inquired
the police sergeant, who appeared or
the scene ut the head of the reserv,
force.
mo fight replied the officer.
"Where's the dead manp" asked the
ambulance-driver, as he stopped hi.
painting horses in front of the build
ing.
"No dead man here" said the off
Ger.
"Well!' calculated the sergeant.
"Well!" echoed the policemen, fire
marshal. janitor. and spectators.
In the thick Of the crowd stood tn,
man with the white hair, his eyes still
fixed immovably on the building.
Say, old man" said the sergeant
as he grasped his arm. ''what in thun
der are you looking atP'
The old man slowly turned around
his hat outstretched in his hand, dis
playing on his breast large placar'
which read:
Please Help the Blind.
Three hours later the old man face,
the bar of justice in the tombs.
"Chargep" observed the court
Begging on the street, blockadin,
the pavement, creating disturbance,
replied the police sergeant.
"Six MONTHS" replied the court
"Call the next case. PUCK.