St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-07-07
STREET SAYINGS.

"a new craze is on said Third Street
music dealer yesterday, land it is craze too
of large proportions. The society ladies have
| taken sudden notion to bone playing, and
the trade in these instruments has quad
| ruppled in the past two weeks. I have no
| idea what started it, but ever since Haverly's
| minstrels were here there has been u great
| demand for bones of course the ladies don't
| come into the store and call for bones. They
always want castanets, and when our stock is
! spread out before them they pick them up
and clatter around the store like frst-class
| end man. They are not contented with one
| pair either, they always buy two and play with
| both hands going through the motions very
| gracefully, but not musically.'
~
After the above talk with the music dealer
| it was learned that ''bone playing" has be-
come popular thing among the ladies of
| fashionable circles in the city and a walk on
| St. Anthony hill in the early evening hours
| proves that the ladies are putting in consid-
| cradle time at the practice at this odd style
of amusement. They are played as
! an accompaniment to the piano. and the COM
| bination does not make bad music. 1t is re-
ported on the q. t. that dozen lady members
| OF leading families on the hill have organized
| a sort of bone orchestra and when they
have acquired proficiency with these instru-
ments they will give an entertainment publicly
| for the benefit of some charitable institution.
terday, you may look for an increase OF
! divorce cases in the COURTS
~
DR.. J. Fl. Murphy attended the Red Rock
| camp meeting, and came home deeply inn
| pressed with the preaching of Sam Jones. He
| says that he never heard his equal in the
pulpit, and he could sit and listen to him all
| night without getting sleepy. But he didn't
| like Sam Small, as he preached too much he'll
fire. Said the doctor: ''When L came home l
| threw away all my birthstone matches, and
am now using wax taperS altogether.
| You see every time would strike one of them
| birthstone matches on my trousers leg it
would remind me of Sam Small's sermon and
make me nervous that L couldn't sleep
nights, SO threw them away
~
There was a rumor afloat in the city yester-
day to the effect that it was hot and every
| body who was reckless in his manner of
| speech was talking about it. a little after
| noon lean man with calm face and cool
| appearance met friend on the hot side of
| Wabasha street. The friend weighed about
| 250 pounds and had just taken q large meal
| into his confidence, and as he walked down
| the street, he pulled and blowed and sweat in
| temporarily. The lean man smiled and quietly
| inquired of the fat man if it was warm
! enough for him.
When the lean man arose from the gutter
| about half ablock away, on the opposite
| side of the street, he wore a dazed expression,
and looked as though he had interfered with
| the winning animal in dog fight His nose
| was so badly mangled that one of his nostrls
| hung down between his shoulder blades, and
| his right eve was swelled up so that he
| couldn't tell which way the street cars were
! running. He ran his hand over his brow in
| tired way, and murmured: Its pretty
| tough to be struck by lightning but if the
| thunder shower only cools off tie air don't
care so fiiuch,' and he stepped into drug
| store to get rebuilt.
~
There is a movement on foot among the
| clerks on Third street to get their employers
| to close the stores at $3.50 p. m. during the
summer months with the exception of Satur-
| daps, when they are willing to work until
| 10 o'clock. They now work from T o clock in
| the morning until in the evening, putting
| in fourteen hours of tiresome labor. The
| work is not so hard as the confinement is
onerous, and the majority of the stores are
| willing to close at $3.50, but there are two
| three proprietors who will not agree to the
| proposition.
| Several st. Paul young men went to Mime
| apolis Monday night to attend Coles circus,
and after the show they found that they
| would be obliged to wait for the 2 a. IN. train.
| One of their number fell asleep in the depot,
| giving the porter a dollar to wake him when
| the train came. The rest of the party CEN
|
| and, after he had got soundy to sleep, they
| placed a 92-caliber firecracker between his
| knees and tied bunch of small
crackers to each foot. They lit
| them and when the large cracker exploded,
| the slumberer Jumped several feet up to-
ward the ceiling and started for the door,
dragging the cracking fireworks tied to his
| feet after him. a half-dozen girls who were
washing the floor of the pepot saw him com
ing and thinking that he was an escaped con-
| Wet gave yell and ran down stairs The
frightened victim rushed through the door
| and out into the street, where he was headed
Off by q policeman and liberated from the fire.
crackers. 1t is alleged that when he reached
| the depot. his hair was streaked with gray
and several of his teeth were loose. The boys
who perpetrated the joke were not saying
| word and the victim hasn't yet found out
| who touched him off.
gentleman who signs himself the "Poet
Laureate OF Pigs Eye has sent the GLOBE
| an account of picnic of the employees of
w. Stoddart s. Sons at Pigs Eye on the
national holiday, which terminated in 81
mosquito charge. He closes with the fol-
lowing stanzaS:
At Pigs Eye when the sun was low
Mosquitoes held full sway below,
| And dark as Winter was the flow
OF Pigs Eye creek, so rapidly.
| But Pigs Eye saw another sight,
| When rockets shot at dead of night,
And changed the place from dark to light,
| Transforming all the the scenery.
But f1ercer yet those fires shall glow,
| II the mosquitoes don't quit their blow,
Naught but their blood shall swell the flow
OF Pigs Eye creek more rapidly.
The combat deepens, on ye brave,
| Conquer the mosq litoes or choose your grave
| Wave Pigs Eye, all thy mosquito bars wave
And charge with all thy shovel-ry.
Few few shall part where thousands meet,
| The blood-soaked sand beneath your feet,
And every mark upon your sheet
Tells of the dreadful revelry.
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