Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-11-23

never 1arm,
Nor spell nor charm,
Come our lovely lady nigh,
So, good night, with lullaby.
THE FAIRY QUEEN AT REST.
The chorus having gotten out of the way,
as discreet chorus should do when the
principals have something to say, the fairy
queens bower was promptly invaded. 1t
was small apartment partitioned off from
the curio kall, and without any leafy canopy
through which the night winds might
softly sigh. Occupying nearly the whole of
the interior was couch wrought by Vulcan
out of the very stoutest OF tough steel
springs. This was shored up at the corners
by chairs, and the head was braced by
heavy, ron-bound trunk. Here reclined
the Fairy Queen, a blithesome being who
can give a Fairbanks scale a shock at 718
pounds.
In one corner of the bower nestled in bed
which would give an ordinary 4-year-old
cramped sensation, was a handsome and
dignifed little lady who travels under the
name of the Princess Nora. Her bright
eyes sparkled as she viewed the visitors, al
though shade of dread passed over her
face as the Fairy Queen turned on her
couch, while the springs squeaked ominous-
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dence was restored.
In another little room, also petitioned off
from the curio hall, rested Colonel Picket
Nelson, who never enters a dwelling with
out first taking off his hat and bowling. This
habit is not the result of study of Chester
fields advice to his son, who had an am
bition to excel as dude, but from fear that
he might dash out his brains against the
Intel.
THE PENALTY OF GREATNESS.
There is always penalty attached to
greatness, and the Colonel's trouble is to
find bed which will allow him the luxury
of stretching. He has not found it yet.
When the Colonel reposes he folds himself
up like a carpenters two-foot rule, and then
has to lie cornerwise. When he becomes
cramped he stretches one length of himself
at a time, and it takes him quite a while to
same room, but in another bed, reclines
General Turner Wood. The latter gentle
man has plenty of room. His only trouble
is to find himself when he wants to arise
in the morning. Occasionally it Is neces-
sary to get out a search warrant 70 discover
his lurking-place.
Tall and short, large and small, they
sleep soundly. soothed by the singing of the
elves, who have been forced by the advance
of education to emigrate from their favorite
haunts, and now attach themselves to these
beings for whom they feel an affinity. The
sound which disturbs their slumbers is the
hoarse yelping of the lion-killing ape, who
strongly objects to being incarcerated in
drygoods box. His remarks arouse the
cockatoos, and they have something to say
in a discordant voice, which wakes up
cageful of monkeys. They join in the con-
versation and are rebuked by the trained
dogs. For few minutes the building is
filled with noise, but it finally subsidies, as
one by one the animals drop off to sleep
again.
HOW FREAKS VIEW THE WORLD.
The general public knows what freak
looks like, but few people know how they
appear to freak. The Fairy Queen, who
is known at home as Mrs. Bowen, and to
audiences as "Big Hattie" takes as much
delight in looking at people as the latter do
in commenting on her appearance. She is
jovial woman, with keen sense of humor
tempered by strong religious feeling.
Glow do like being freak? Well, do
you know, enjoy it, said Mrs. Bowen last
night. People come here in thousands to
see me, but they don't get half as much
pleasure as do in looking at them. Some
times am sorry when the show
closes, because I have not had
time to study the audience as
thoroughly as desire. thought before
went out on my first street parade that it
would be dreadful, but really, enjoyed it.
The band went ahead and stirred up the
excitement, and by the time came along
there were thousands of people waiting to
see me. The sidewalks would be crowded,
and the windows filled with faces. 1 would
watch the varying expressions on the faces,
ho~ d., A4,r s-ko i
laughable it was to me-
Il enjoy travelling around the country.
1 like to see different places and different
people. Do You know 1 am gathering
material for a book which 1 intend |
to publish some OF these days. keep a
diary and put down my impressions of the
places l visit and the people meet. Then |
1 get photographs of all the points of inter- |
est in the city, and in conversation with the |
people meet obtain many curious facts. |
like meeting strangers. When was |
travelling with a tent show used to talk to |
the children about their Sunday school les |
sons. You know, am Methodist, and |
some OF my people think the show business |
is wrong, but I guess it won't bar me from
the Kingdom.
A wHALER's BIG CATCH.
MY husband was tine captain of whal-
ing vessel which sailed from New Bedford, Z
Mass. He was killed by being caught in
harpoon line after whale had been struck.
When married him weighed five pounds
more than the other five members of my
family. have lots of friends IN New
Bedford. used to sit up with sick people,
but 1t was considerable trouble for me to
make visits, as I could not walk and it took
six men to lift me in and out of my wagon.
My greatest trouble is that I cannot go
to church. While am Methodist don't
care whether go to Salvation Army or
an Episcopal church, just so long as they
preach the gospel of Christ. I talk to many
people every day, and 1 try to drop a word
in season wherever can. Yes, like the
life, and should be sorry to return to my