The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-02-08
GOTHAM GOSSIP.
COnant, Clock and Levy, and Some Les.
sons from Their Lives.
Some Brief but Pointed Lines Addressed
10 the Miuisters-Csliing Out
Beecher at New York
Indignation Meet.
Ing.
lPhiiadeiphia Press. 1


for many years, have been before me o.
day, and find it utterly impossible to dives
myself of the thoughts, reflections and sue
gestions born OF them. i doubt IL q create
trinity Of variety could be found than Still
man S. Consnt, managing editor of Harper
Weekly, Jules Levy, the celebrated cornet
ist, and Christopher Clock, a printer vel
kno wn in the square, who died this morn
ing in delirumistic commissions. The sa
story attending the disappearance. ltterle,
inexpltcable as yet, of Consnt, Is doubles
known to al the readers OF the Press, but
find a melancholy pleasure in adding lea
of courteous and atfectionate remembrance
to the journalistic and personal lsure
wre sih placed upon HE head, BY those vb,
knew him, respected his abilities and es
termed him as fellow worker
1t may be that in q moment OF eccentric
ity, as kind of incident to a physical acct
dent, he took last Saturdays steamer. spt
will be heard of from the other side, but the
laree chances are that he wandered aimlessly
away, mentally undermined, physique wear
led, spirits dropping, and has joined in some
wre tched, trsmpisn manner, the great army
of the disappeared. My friend Clock
was in my employ, some years ago, u clever
stopped this morning, precisely at 10, and ss
the nurse closed his weary eyelids,
turning TO her, he said, whisky did it,
anc IL oId. The fret drink poor Oh. took
was in the great Times bar.room one bright
afternoon, way back in 1864. Un-
less j am mistaken, there were there at the
same time Harry Clapp, king of Bohemia;
George Arnold. Nat Sheppard. Nat Urner,
Harry Nell, Frank Wood, Ned House, Char
ley Seymour, Stillmsn Conant, Bill Swinton,
Theodore Hogan, Van Buren, and one or
tow others of the same bright kidney.
Sd was /. Clock was clever young printer,
who read proof, reported lone hand !"
foreign papers, laid manifold copy
in order for the night editor. and made him
self generally useful. He was fond of Jack.
Jacks first name was Apple. Clock and Ap
pie Jack were great friends, and they be-
came more ana more friends, aud they
they knew each other. He ran down soon !;
not Jack, but Clock. He was out of ordor
and he seemed over-weighted. His hands
aud his face grew pale Some are
red. Almost all of Apple Jacks friends
have real red faces. but poor Clock was as
pale as q ghost, and as white as q sheet ought
ID be.
THEY ALL TOOK sUTHIN'.
/ remember on the occasion referred to
nearly every fellow took whisky, but Clock,
and he toddy-apple teddy. This" said
tussled long together, but bully beat him in
the end, and-well, IL you want to know
what became OF him, 60 to Green wood next
Wednesday. ask for the strangers vault and
you'll see his box. Bad box, isn't it?
Somehow or other don't think much of
1855 ministers. They are good enough in
their way, but they seem to be afraid of get
ting in any other fellows way. WHAT do
they preach about? Whom do they hurt7
They preach about SHIN the abstract
And they hurt people whe don't 60 to their
church. l know lots of ministers. / know
EN- like book and / don't know one who
breaches straight at the people to whom he
breaches Queer. isn't it? Doctors don't
practice for the mumps If patient has the
fever. Lawyers don't defend man for for.
g cry, If he's accused of murder. But minis
tiers talk to their pew-holders about other
peoples sins, and hurrah for Gabriel, when
they ought to be going for Tom, Dick and
Harry. AS said before-0r five-what are
the sins os today? Stealing. living. profit
saoy, intemperance. Show me, IL you
please, the first man who dares preach on
any OF these sins SO that his people thinks he
means them. New York has 10 600 grog
shops. They are owned by the respectable,
church going people of the town. who 60 to
the house of the Lord every Sunday, sing
like cherubs, pray like Christians and listen
to sermons with the smile of appropriation
and never hear word about gin. Half the
town is more or less drunk two. thirds of the
time. know it. and tell you of it. You
know it, and don't say word about 1t. Why
not? Ny friend Clock stopped this morning
because he drank too much. And if you'll
watch awhile you'll see the other CLOCKS in
the same fix. Never mind
Zaccheus. he
Who clum a tree
His Lord TO see
Stop cudielling your brains to find out what
Ewes apple was, aud don't be 30 curious
about the serpent. Ten to one he had legs
and wore doeskin breaches Never mind
Luciier. Don't hesitate over Susannah and
the elders. No, gentlemen, you may Just as
we'll stop bomoarding the Garden of Eden
now as any time. Buy Remington rife,
load up with facts and open fire on the
modern sinners. You daren't do it. II
haven't. but l know a man who has two
and he'll lend me one-who went about his
marbles as you do about preaching. I'd take
them away from him.
HOW THE TIME WAS PUT IN.
This has been rather busy week with me
beat the pawn brokers and their three bal .
for I've had four Not that I'm . dancist
Heaven forbid. But am fond OF hops, anc
now and then l take turn for the sake Of
auld lang syne-also nv blood. / also wen,
to the German opera. So did many others
mostly fools. IL you want to see fair speci
mems OF these go 10 the opera and observt
the people In the boxes. Vulgarity and i'm
pertlnence are hand in hand with damon
and fne laces The women show their DO
SONS and talk so loud they can be hearC
across the circle, and the men ogle the ladle
in the house and stare at the ballet girls
Now and then you see q lady in the boxes
but she is marked exception. Occasion
ally gentleman joins the throng. but be L
o curiosity. This world is chock full o
Q neer people And they all 60 to the opera
They are a nuisance. Sos the man with tn
cane. Dost know him? dost. He is
Duisarcs. To 30 him justice, he general,
keeps pretty fair time, and only gets mikes
in the recitstives. bot he needn't be 90 fer
ruledly loud about il. Then the woma,
with the high bat, who always sits in from
OF me-0h, how hate her. And the chstt
Pirl, who knows all the people in the dree
circle, aud tells ma how Miss Squibb dreese
what ninny she is. And the Cuban CANS
with iet-black hair, no .pupiled eyes, oper