Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-07-06

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 @-T=aE% duty is all that
 @ keeps this few
 A moving up and
 ~ down the hot asphalt streets, under tho glaring rays of the July sun.
 About all we can do Is to gossip ana tell stories after a lackadaeical fashion peculiar to Washington in midsummer.
 The exodus of the great army u4 "Ex's" from the capital has been taken advantage of by the sharpers, and has given birth to new business.
 In the local papers one frequently sees an advertisement to the effect that gen. tleman leaving town will dispose of his horses, carriages, etc., enumerating In a tempting way his possessions-at great sacrifice, concluding with an invitation to inspect them and consult groom at the stable back of premises on St., No"
 A new official, looking for good fam fly carriage and bargain in horsefiesh, visited stable mentioned in one of the advertisements he found some broken down old hacks, unsound and venerable, which looked as If they had been fed on beer and arsenic just long enough to make them fat and fiabby and give them a sleek, shiny coat, which was beauti- fully groomed. Their teeth had been carefully filed, and, according to the statement of the groom, an Ignorant colored man, they were all of them young and frisky.
 After inspecting the animals, none of which took his fancy though they were offered at low figures, Colonel - went into the carriage-house for @ look at the carriages. They were all new without scratches or dust, and perohed on the seat of a high top-buggy was the SUD- posed owner, 0 man of horid complexion and fierce black mustache, whose ''loud" plentiful sprlnkling of diamonds. one of which glistened on the little finger of his pudgy red hand, proclaimed his profes- sion. He paid no attention to the colonel beyond looking up from his paper long enough to give him naughty stare, as though he would ask, "What in the devil are you doing here?"
 It was a curious bit of masQuerading, and afforded the colonel, who at once saw through 1t, much amusement. On his way out he asked the darkey the name of the gentleman he had seen sit ting in the buggy.
 "He am de owner, sah," answered the darkey, and though he was asked again and again the name of the owner, would make no other esponse.
 Of course this man deceives only the unsophisticated, but it is an interesting bit of acting which has been very enter taining to the colonel and his friends. Washington claims to have the hand somest equipages drawn by the best horses In the United States. However that may be, the carriages make a fine show on our broad, we'll paved streets, which fires every one with he ambition to own vehicle of some sort and to drive, so that we have not only some of tho swellest turnouts, but some of the most hideous ones.
 Tho very funniest one is that belong ing to Perry Carson, the negro Repub- lican "boss" politician of Washington. It is not especially funny when standing harmlessly in tho yard of the executive mansion or before one of the depart ments; 1t is only when it's owner han dies the ribbons that the humor of the affair becomes apparent.
 Perry Is several inches over six feet and as black as wo suppose Ham to have been, With white hair, mustache and side whiskers and glistening white teeth, | which make 0 striking contrast to the l inky blackness of his skin. Moreover, WlUu luollIy tO ulS DIICu, uo IOVoS Clc | colors dear to the African heart, and hie | favorite costume is plaid of black and | yellow, which with a cardinal tie and big l gray Mexican sombrero, make him, ii | not @ stylish, at least conspicuous fig | ure, which Is the more striking wher seen in the rig in which he usually ap | pears on the street. This Is a child'e phaeton, with square top, to which is | hitched @ diminutive brown pony, SC | small that Perry could without difficulty carry it in his big, strong arms. Perry's head touches the top of his carriage, anC l his legs, if they were stretched to theil | natural length, would extend beyond the | horses nose. But it answers, and the | Carson rides.
 l As have said we have little to do bu
 tell stories nowadays. Here is one O l the latest of President Lincoln's stories
 told few days prior to his assassina
 tion.
 | "During President Lincoln's second
 visit to Richmond after the capture, anG
 only few days prior to his melancholy
 assassination" said Dr. T. B. Hood, o
 this city, che paused at City Point t> l visit the Union hospitals, which were 1 very much crowded, and contained som,
 5000 patients. While awaiting the ar l rival of another surgeon, who, like my self, was going to escort him through tn, l place, Mir. Lincoln and I stood for | few minutes near one of the woodpiles
 where one of the detailed men was busil'
 engaged in chopping wood. Asking thu | man to lend him the ax for a moment
 the president, to my great astonishment | proceeded, in the most scientific manner to chop off about foot from the end o | good-sized log, swinging the ax around in 8 powerful manner. which l woult l hardly have expected in a man of hi
 sedentary habits. Smiling pleasantly | he handed the ax back to it's owner
 thanking him for it's use; and the latter
 who had looked on approvingly durini
 tho performance, said:
 l "'You have chopped wood before, sir
 seer
 "sOh, yes.' responded the president