The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-03-11
A GLIMPSE OF ROSCOE coNKLINa.
An Incident Showing His Popularity.

An Incident Showing His Popularity.
New York, March 10-"That's Roscoe
Conkling in the next chair"
A Gapper little barber was gracefully
swinging bright steel blade over my face
one afternoon this week as | reclined in a
luxurious chair in the Hoffman House bar
Der shop He danced around like a monkey
with hot penny in his paw, and every few
seconds threw admiring glances at the oc-
cupant of the adjoining chair, and the fav-
ored individual who had been permitted by
fate to caress the beard and Hyperion curl
that all the world has heard about.
That's Roscoe Conbling in the next
chair he muttered below his breath, while
he swung his razor i'll nervous way that
made my heart beat like trip-hammer
| closed my eyes and said nothing. | could
hear the steady click, click, click, of the
scissors as they opened and closed on the
ex-Senator's locks.
Not too Short" heard him say, and as
| opened my eyes | saw he held a cellulcid
hand-glass up to his face SO that he could
see the effect of the BARRIERS work. AS
closed my eyes again the little fellow who
was daubing my ears and mouth with
lather leaned over and tremUlingly wills
pered:
That's Roscoe Conlzhng in the next
chair"
said nothing, and only opened my eyes
as Mr. Conkling said to his artist:
II want my beard trimmed short and
pointed"
The young man who was attending to me
heard this order with anything but COM
posture. lie saturated a towel with BAY
rum and slapped it over my chin and neck
like wet blanket, as his eyes lovingly
rested upon the occupant of the next chair
Then | sat up to have my hair brushed, and
! saw the o e great Senator take his hand
glass and carefully watch every manCnuvre
Vi the man with the shears in his hand,
Yes, that's quite right" he said approx
ingly in low, musical voice. II can see,
my man, that you understand your bust
ness. You are indeed an artist"
This was too much for the man who was
brushing my hair. The brush fed around
my head like windmill on spree, and
thought the holder of it had been stricken
with ST. Vltus' dance.
That's Roscoe Conkling in the next
chair ne Missed, as | motioned to him not
to put vaseline on my hair. For the third
time | heard the astounding information
without moving a muscle of my face AS
slid out of the chair to the cashiers desk
the dapper little mower of boards and
newer OF hair followed me and looked at me
in amazemeut. | dropped a silver piece in
MS palm, and then, as he helped me on with
my OVercoat, he turned around and faced
me. He looked me Squareiy i'll the eyes.
Ten he inflated his lungs and fairly yelled
THAT was Roscoe Conking III the next
chair"
l turned to leave the room without utter
ing word. As the door closed behind me
| heard the little fellow, who was then una
Die to contain himself with suppressed rage
and excitement, mutter:
"Wel, the blooming idiots deaf and
dumb"
1t was an incident to show how popular
ConklinC is. The recent talk about him a.
a Presidential candidate mas stirred up a
few of his old friends, who seem to think
that lie uld be elected President But
these men are acting without Mr.. Conk-
ling's sanction. To an intimate friend he
recently said that he long ago knew he
could never be elected Pres dent, and he
has no desire to hold any other Office H
lives quietly, but in great luxury, at the
Hoffman House. He has a magnificent
suite of rooms, for which he pays fifty dol.
lars per day. One of these rooms is fitted
up as a gymnasium, and here the eK-Sea a,
tor, no matter how busy, spends an hour III
the morning and afternoo exercising with
dumb bells and Indian clubs. He walks a
great deal and appears to be in the pink of
physical health. He wandered in the
Hoffman House cafe the other evening, and
remained long enough TO Shake hands
with Billy Edwards, the light weight
pugilist and bouncer of the establishment
Billy smiled gleefully as the ex-senator
told him how well he felt, and as he left the
room Billy confidentially exclaimed to a
bartender:
Hes fit to race for mans lifeg'
FOSTER COATES.