St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-11-29


and owns tract of timber land in the county
in which he lives that covers several hundred
acres, and every year he cuts railroad ties Oh
this land and sells them at good pront TO the
railroad compauies JADE has the reputation
of being a harmless liar Of colossal proper
tons. He can't talk with person ffteen MIL
utes without telling most improbable story
So long has he practiced this that he has come
to believe that everything he tells is true.
Last Saturday Jabe came down to ST. PAUL.
and as he was going up West Seventh street.
n ear Seven corners, bis attention was at-
tracted by crowd standing around the
window Of Wilkes drug store. Jabe's curl
osity was excited, and crossing the street ne
saw a well-dressed man standing on CHAIR
writing something in fancy characters on the
glass. He watched him until he finished,
when he read the words the man had written.
They were THE Little tycoon"
"Ther little ty coon," muttered Jabe to him.
self ''By gosh, eff there's err new kind OF
coon in Their country tibet haint seen want
ter size him up, an guess I'll go inside ar
ask 'em ter let me see Their coon.'
He entered the drug store, and, stepping up
to clerk. said: II thought I'd drop in an
take a look ct tibet air coon-'
"What coon?'' inquired the clerk, with
surprised look.
"Why, that air tycoon whut you've adver-
tised on Their winder out THAR"
''Oh. yes" said the clerk, with merry
twinkle in his eye, certainly, just step BACK
this way. please"
Jabe followed the clerk back to the rear end
of the store, where he was shown a young
Spitz dog lying asleep in a box to which he
was chained THAT'S him. said the clerk.
Jabe rubbed his spectacles, and adjusting
them to the bridge of his nose looked down on
the slumbering Spitz with frown on his
brow and a peculiar working of the lips. He
didn't say anything for about a minute, when
looking up at the clerk he said: Ibid you
know that them ty-coons wus Their most
troublesome kind of coons in Their country?''
mo, didn't know much about the ami
NAL" replied the clerk.
WAL, they be-" continued Jube. ''They've
knocked me out ov good many hundred dol
lars in Their past tew years. Why, Their coun-
try up where live is full ov them fellers,
and they destroy more ties than yer can
shake stick at"
destroy ties?'' repeated the clerk.
"Yaas, ties; railroad ties, they eat UNI;
thet's whut makes EN- call um the tie coon.
ter be loaded onto Their cars. when one night
a gang ov them tie coOns tackled um an in
two days they'd eat every burned one of
them ties up, slick an clean. Thet Teller
THAR is the slickest specimen ov Their tie coon
I've ever seen, an yerd better keep him
chained up THAR purity tight, fur if he gifts
erway he's liable ter chaw this entire block
up before yer can head him off. Much
60, i'm hi i'm RI ma
Good day"
Jimmy Nugent is familiar figure at the
city hall He sits down on wooden-bottom
chair, and looks out through window with
more grace and far-away expression than
any other man in St. Paul. lie also has a
habit of wearing his hat more on one side of
his bead than on the other, which gives him
the appearance of man who would take
great pleasure in arguing that Vanderbilt
evidently knew what he was talking about
when he said, 1.-THE public be id" Jimmy
is license collector, aud he has the respect of
every peddler and street fakir in the city land
the hack-drivers always remove their hats
and smile when they see him approaching,
and put on their hats and swear in q low tone
of voice when he has passed. But Jimmy
moves on in the even tenor of his ways
careless of what the hack drivers or street
fakirs say so long as they pay him for the
privilege of transacting business within the
corporate limits of St. Paul. Among the
large number of things that Jimmy don't take
any interest in is politics. He has got no
particular time to devote to this class of
amusement, and be contents himself with
sitting around and watching the panorama as
it moves by. One day few weeks ago while
John T. Raymond, the comedian. was playing
weeks engagement here, Jimmy and John
O'Connor were walking down Wabasha street.
VIII IN Jimmy happen ed to glance in store
window in whcl was posted bill, on which
was printed in large letters:
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