The evening world., 1888-08-10
FROM THE ClTY'S wHIRL.
DRIFT CAUGHT BERB AND THERE By
EVENING WORLD" REPORTERS.

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EVENING WORLD" REPORTERS.
Three Thousand Ton. OF Marble in a Meet
ing-IIouse stee-Ie ParaIyzed Him.
An archaic hayseed from the interior of the
State was pottering down Fifth avenue yes
terday. An alpaca frock-coatof q light-green
black futtered airily about his spare form.
and an aged pair of breaches chung baggily to
his long legs and cleared his ankles more
VIGOROUSLY.
He was opposite the Cathedral, and, fitting
his battered straw hat back, he looked ear
nestly at the spires that rise. as fair as twin
lilies, up into the clear blue, A workman
was Just going up on the lift 1" with a load
of marble. The countryman approached the
contractor and said
WAL, l be, yer wouldn't get this chicken
to go up on that air little slidin' platform,
with nothin' to catch on by"
"Thosa who don't want to go up that way
can go up by the ladders" said the con-
tractor.
the series of short ladders aga INST the side of
the spire. Then he spoke again
" Wal, I guess you wouldn't get this ole
critter a-climbin' up them. neither" he said,
with a %compla,ent grin. Hev yer most
got all the stun yer want to put on top ?"
Oh, no. There's a good deal to come"
'Jest about how much weight of stun
have wei. 1f p sasI ipt Sst teet ss ssssp about 7" t Rs easa.
dred carloads. averaging fifteen tons to a car.
That makes about three thous md ions of
white marble; without counting the brick
my Coll! and you've got to 60 up a
dozen more feet, l reck'n, fore yer strike the
hItIl be nearer sixty-fve feet" said the
The rural relic opened eyes and mouth at
this.
And when'll you have her done ?" he
asked.
"Oh, in two or three months" said the
question moving way calmly,
Hiram took his way down the street. NUT
tering to himself Il guess they'd wait
a powerful while up around home fore
meetin'- house steeple. It's a wasteful ex-
t~ravagance."
II Was Two Sturdy Tramps to One Old Man,
but He Came Out All Right.
An elderly, gray haired man of medium
height, with a good-natured face adorned by
a small wLite mustache and goatee, had quite
an adventure in Brooklyn IA few nights ago.
He l. a prominent citizen aud took an i'm
portant part IN compiling he census of 1880.
He is between sky aud sixiy-fve years Odd
and is still very active and strong.
On I his part! GUAR nigh he had remained
III VIC" u uhbll ~ thC houI 4 II bup-
posed good people r,tire. and he didn't get
acr IS the bridge until nearly 8 o'clock.
He walked to the corner of Sands and Full
ton streets. intending to wait for a car to
take him to his home on Bed ord a;enue.
Suddenly he was disturbed by o seedy-
looking individual, who asked money for
some hing to ear.
I'm sorry, my man" said he, 1T is I'M
fortunate for you that you approach me at
night. If it was daylight / would take you
into a restaurant and give you something to
eat. but l never take my pocketbook out at
n' @Yo IN o ,ne , Paaafnse 81 said iddra tRs Tramp, with
an oath. you amt no gentleman" and he
attemp ed to strike out. Before he knew
what was coming he had received a blow
from the others fist that landed him sprawl
ing into tho gutter,
Picking himself mp. the tramp called one
of his pals, who began to take q hand in the
fight, but was stopped by his intended vic
II may be an old man, but as sure as 1
live. if either one or both OF you alta * me.
I'll kill one of Won. l NAV N It be able to
do both of you, but some one wi | su der if
you come near me. You are highwaymen,
and the law Is on my side"
The tramps were about to make another
charge when a friend of the old gentleman
approached UNEXPECTEDLY, and. seeing what
was up. struck tramp No. 2 under the ear,
sending him in the gutter. The other fel ow
ran awhy. The two friends then went home
IN a hack. During the melee no policeman
Whb III blBnt.
A Reminircence of the Gld Days When Jakey
smell Was Sheriff.
On the Coleman House register to-day is
written In a hold hand ''Jac Smell, Fonda,
N. Y"
That signature brings to the mind of an
EVENING WORLD req, rter, O round aud rosy
middle-aged man, the Sheriff of Montgomery
County.
When he assumed the cares of Office he
issued a characterize. c bulletin which was
distributed to several thousands of his lawyer
friends all over the State.
The circular bore on the upper left-hand
corner the portrait of a round, jolly-faceu
man. and the letterpress announced that
Sheriff Smell was prepared to devote his
whole attention to duty and that he would
give the best of his Judgment to all work in
trusted to him. The portrait was certainly
one to inspire confidence.
A certain waggish Young lawyer of this
city was one of the recip ents OF this thor
oughly business circular, and, cutting OF the
portrait he posted 1t ON the back of q postal
card with this written efusion:
Is this the NV Sheriff. can anv one ell?
L. this the new Snerif, our own Jakey Smell
II this ID the Sherl d. and IL not o ell
Why, then, MI. Sh riff, you're doing darn welll
80. Patrick's Sons Paraded and Little Moan
Knew the Reason Why.
Mona had always lived in a country Town,
and, in her mind, parades and professions are
always associated with funerals.
Last st. Patrick's Day, as she stood ut the
window a section of the big parade passed
- Who ara fhoca man oo-u II,