St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-01-13


chess or checkers.
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Neither Il. B. Walker nor D. M.
Clough would probably make success
of street reporting on daily newspa-
per, and an assignment for them to look
up man would probably result in the
whereabouts of the individual remain
ing profound mystery up to the hour
of going to press: They were both OH
short line train going to st. Paul the
other morning. There were only three
cars, and the task of finding each other
would seem to be one easy enough, but
was apparently difficult one. First,
Mr.. Walker made tour of the train,
inquiring, "Have you seen CloughT'
He received assurances to that effect
from at least a dozen acquaintance. He
failed to find him. however, and finally.
sat down in despair. In few minutes
Senator Clough appeared. ''Have you.
seen Walker?' he asked. He was told
the millionaire lumberman was Oh the
train and was looking for him. He
went from car to car, but at last
Hardly had he seated himself when
Walker appeared ON another pilgrim
age. This time he was furnished de-
ScriptiOn of the manner in which Ciough
was dressed, but he couldn't find him.
just as the train rolled into the union
depot at st. Paul Clough appeared
again, with a wild look in his eyes, ask
ing: "Where in thunder is that man
Walker?" 1t was presumed they would
meet on the platform, but even there
they failed to discover each other, and
it was only when the Merchants lohby
was reached that each beheld the object
of his search, and invountarily eX-
claimed: Hello there, Eve been look
ing for YOU"
The Chicago News tells the following
good story on Minneapolitan.
Sol Smith Russell undertook, the
other day, to teach his son Bob lesson
in self-denial. '.!f ..:..
look here, Bob" said he, when
ever you get anything good you must
give the best of 1t to your mother"
/ had two apples: one NV 'em wuz
runty, n t'other wuz yaller md big. l
KEEP the runty one md give the big
ya1ler one to mother"
THAT was noble-that was manly
that was just what | should dor' said
MIR. Russell, proudly patting his PAM
pered darling's head. "Now that. my
son. is what we call an act OF self-abne-
CATION, of denial, of sacrifice"
Yes, SIR said Bob, but mother
don't eat apples" Il.
1t was Saturday night, and the light
burned dimly in the city clerks office.
Charlie Cornman sat leaning back in
his. chair. He had on his hat and over
coat preparatory to departing. and a
bundle of things" in his arms he was
going to take home with him. The
last week of his term of service eX-
PRED with that night, and Monday his
successor was to be installed in office.
He took last look about the room, and
dreamily closing his eyes, soliloquized
as follows:
I'm the man in our town.
Who was so wondrOuS wise,
That he got the city clerkship
To every ones surprise.
And when found that was there,
With all my might and main,
hustled hard TO getth plum
Ere was out again.
started in by practicing
At making the dollar sign,
For saw the fees were coming in,
And all OF them were mine.
1 built a large and spacious vault
In which 10 keep my stuff,
So with three vaults and one large safe,
then had room enough.
was running all the offices
Within the city hall.
| had full charge of "Old Seagraye,"
The mayor, and them all.
The aldermen all feared me,
! held them all in tact
For if they didn't mind me,
Tread the riot act.
I've had deal of trouble
With reporters and such slum,
For in spite of all my efforts
To my office they would come.
wrote the list of jurors,
And placed thereon my friends.
Iappointed election judges,
And to motions made amends.
ran the council meetings,
And practiced my rhetorex:
My hired help wrote the meetings up,
And were paid in streetcar checks.
tell you I'm mighty man.
On me there are no flies,
The girls say I'm q dandy
In proportion to my size.
I'd stamped envelopes by thousands,
And stacks Of postal cards,
Besides dead loads of Doodle
With which to run the guards.
I'm noted Pennsylvania,
From the city of Carlisle:
l learned the trade of cobbler.
And was at the battle of Belle Isle.
l was urged by the Republicans
To remain longer spell,
But the administration doesn't suit me,
think I'll say farewell
hope that my successor
May all the people please;
But he'll not have my mighty brain,
Nor any of my fees.
As now think of retiring,
Though look both lean and 1ank,
I'll take my filthy lucre
And go and start bank.
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A new secret order has been lately es-
tablished in Minneapolis through the
efforts of Joe -Uhrig, which is known as
the Flubdub club. 1t has lodge rooms
at 4O5 Nicoliet avenue, and at its first
annual meeting last night elected the
following officers: President, Joseph
Uhrig; vice president, A. L. Williams;
corresponding secretary, John III. Dor
ner; financial secretary, E. A. Taylor;
treasurer, j. r. SHIRLEY; guard. DR..
George Sermon. The club starts out
with a fair membership, which, it is ex-
pected, will soon be largely increased,
as there are many former members of
the order from the East who are now
residents of Minneapolis.
The committee appointed by the produce
exchange for the selection OF a locality for
the commission row, have secured several
very good propositions from owners of suita-
BILE sites to put up such buildings as they will
REQUIRE. The produce commission mer-
chants of the city are doing large business,
and they say as it is increasing it will be i'm
pefative that they 5e situated together soon.
The committee will tide in few days be-