St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-08-24

doc" Mahan always wears n white hat
Young ChiSlett always wears a silk UNI
brella..
Eddie Pruden states that the man who
doesn't go fishing don't know what fun is.
John Young looks like preacher. but he
isn't one
The only thing Kimball doesn't waite is
his mining stock.
And now that Lasher has gone hunting
the chickens had better rOOst on the top
notch.
Mike O'Brien predicts boom in seal
skins the ensuing winter, and Mike is an
expert.
Ovitt has thrown away his crutch.
Young Mr.. Otis is q good equestrian.
Steve Cook looks as though camping out
agreed with him.
A good many of the FOUNDERS are swear
ing OFF. There must be something in the
wind.
That little fence, doctor, has raised quite
little breeze, ELI?
What has become of Joe Oliver?
j. NJ. never dTinks-eXcept, of course,
when he is invited.
The cigaret slim will now resume his irk-
some duties in the lobby of the Grand.
This creature needs looking after by his
mamma.
A ST. Paul undertaken went fishing at
White Bear lake the other day, and some
accommodating individual at one of the
hotels died, whereupon he was given the job.
In speaking of the affair he remarked:
what lucky cuSS | am, anyway"
Stanley Proudft holds his own with any
of 'em. As some one remarked after he
had made a speech at certain banquet,
Stanley may get there yet.
RaYiannin i cr,prfiy,gr hrnn1 door
Mix puTsuCS the very even tenor of his
way. The boys say it is hard to get him
ratified.
Judge Palmer is trifle equity, and itisn't
safe to tread on his eorns.
Henry SrOuse has weakened on his favor
tie pony"
Justice Burgess wouldn't take any heather
Chinee in his.
Clifford is telling some big yarns about
his trip TO Chicago. 1t is a cloudy day, etc.
Lou Robert says the cares of paternity
make him thin.
Coleman of the Duluth Railroad company
sports the newest style of scarf pin.
ROthSchild says the money loan bus
mess beats running comic paper all hOl-
low.
Dick Bell is getting fat. He takes moth
ing but cream in his.
When a hotel man and capitalist gets
stuck ON the same girl theIe is liable to be
trouble. They never speak as they go by.
Tom O'Brien has developed considerable
legal lore.
Lieut.. ROpertsOn looks well in military
Tugs.
When it comes to telling Indian yarns Dr.
Sweeney is entitled to grasp the bun.
Col. Kiefer wants it understood that he
is not a politician.
The plumbers have returned from the
seashOre and are preparing for the winter
onslaught.
Ross Munger delights to retail early short
"reminiscences of st. Paul. OF which lie has
big fund which he frequently narrates to
admiring audiences.
julie Smith is one of the best amateur
musicians in the city.
Max Wempf thought 219 was lucky
number, and so he secured a location an
swering to the figures on West Seventh
street. As yet he has not been appointed TO
Office and to make matters worse the slug
gers garrOted his near neighbor the other
night and left Max alone in the cold. Such
is fame.
Ramsey Crooks says business is booming
and judging from the wealth of new Iugs
and the shining silk hat that adorns his
pericraniuIh the reflection is correct.
Frank FaiTchild has gone into the third
and last CALI business" and they say he is a
daisy on the block.
Al Wilkes doteS on his cornet playing.
Jimmy Nugeut is always well 'heeed."
Ham Won has dOnned citizens clothes as
an inducement for his Mclean girl to come
back.
Tom Prendergast, the greased-Iightning
city, clerk TattleS off the council proceed
ings in a way that makes the new re-
porters red-headed in trying to keep up.
Joe Spiel Is after ''dem tam reporters
with long pole.
Billy TwOmbley is cultivating quite
taste for art.
Inspector Sim Childs is as mum as a
COney Island clam and about as dry.
Steve Murphy says il is breaking rocky.
Steve had better arrange for another ball
John Baugh has not given up the ghost
by long shot.
DR.. Day is watching the effect Of the
weather on the new tiles. Not the kind
which decorate the heads of the fall swells,
but the paving tiles with which it is III
tended to decorate the floors of the new
court house.
The NapOleOnic nose of ex-Attomey
General Wilson was seen on Third street
last week,
Judge GTeenleaf> Clark endeavOred to
start club in ST. Paul a good many years
ago and he kept pegging away until the
present palatial club building now under
way was started.
The reverence and sOlemnity with which
Judge Wilkin administers an oath to a wit
ness is as good as 4 sermon.
Tom Jefferson says that crap shooting
amt no game, anyway.
Judge SimOns is the most secretive man
in town.
Jim Dillon is death on whisky and the
rum-SellerS-
William Delaney likes to attend horse
races, and sometimes he places case or
two on the flyers just for the fun of the
thing.
Patrick Butler is one of the best all
around men in st. Paul.
Capt. Capehart never seems to be very
busy, but he gets there just the same.
Associate Judge Nelson wants to be
consul to Sweden.
John Caulfeld is little nervous at times,
but he knows more abOutsthe water system
than any man in ST. Paul except Overton.
DR.. Quinn thinks he is able to run the
adayer business himself.
Counselor Ives is again ruStling on his
own hook.
John Ahern is getting copy of the riot
act ready.
Hazard has become pyrotechinic.
Corporation Counsel Murray is a COM
pendulum of municipal wisdom, and, in spite
OF the cares of Office, he has keen appre-
citation of joke.
Aid. Dick O'Connor is becoming noted as
a shrewed politician.
Jimmy O'Brien, the very swift county
auditor. is celebrated as an athlete.
Jerry Sullivan makes a natty officer.
Officer Rose is good marksman and the
tOughS rive him n nrottxy vida North