St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-02-11

The Tribune III a CORY burst
That CHALLENGED it TO do It's worst,
And piles OF Shekels, thousands high,
Offered to him who'd prove the lie,
Fight on. We vilely wrathful men,
That WELD so glib the write pen:
Within kilkenny'S hills once fought
Two cats who tusSled until naught
Was left but bones of either one
To tell Just how the strife begun.
When fools fall out-the rhyme is Old
Full many a truth in jest is told.
AS an example of nineteenth century
metropolitan journalism, how is this
from the Daily Sewing Society Record?
"There is not letter, syllable or word
published by this crowd of slanderers,
blackmailerS and robbers OF the poor
that Is not false
Justice Wilcox, of Richfield, could
not help it. How could a man decide
against the glory of such Respondent
uniform as Capt. Bennett wore before
him?
Does the respectable but senile board
of trade govern His Satanic Majesty?
Let Brother Evans explain the last
paragraph of his resolutions.
Secretary W. D. Hall. of the board of
trade, last night felt SO happy that he
recklessly threw away cOrn-cob pipe
which he had been using only year,
bought new one and softly hummed.
PPM little but Pm Hall right"
Rev. Fl. NJ. Simmons, who can't hear
even a bass drum, has lectured on
music. Begging the reverend gentle
mans pardon for asSOciating the two
names. it is something like A. BlethCn
WRITING an editorial on n0lifpppSS
There was a scene which beggared
description in the Tribune Office Sun
Gay afternoon. A GLOBE man, who
happened to he passing along the street
heard a series of indeScribable noises is
suing from the third floor of the
Rochester block, and thinking that there
might be fight in progress. strolled up
the stairs. On his arrival at the floor
where are located the editorial rooms of
the sewing society organ, he quickly
sought dark corner and watched the
circus or border drama rehearsal, he
could not tell which, that seemed to be
in progress. 1nnumerable copies of the
Home Plate were scattered about, and
whenever the excitement seemed Oh
the wane some one would read aloud a
few sentences from that paper, and
again the noise would begin.
''The only man who ever made the
Tribune a success" was stripped TO the
waist and seemed to be sparring for an
opening with some unseen adj
boodIer, am l." or Let me at
himl l thirst for gorei !" Managing
Editor Williams, in a green tObOggan
suit, was skipping merrily over tables
and through transOms gaily carOling:
"I'm the Boss Athlete of the Town. to
the tune of Are You There, Mortar
ity," occasionally shouting: Ppm
Glass-Eye Charley and ba-a-a-d man,
look out for me-" and all the time rap
idly manipulating that famous crOckery
eye which is SO justly famous through
Leonardo was carving the, atmos-
ing: Draw, Villain. and de-
fend thyself.'' "Ornary Oscar"
the sporting editOr,waS frantically COM
manding someone TO break away. My
treRchant pen shall avenge this insult"
hOwled the Blunt paragrapher. "Oska-
]OOsa George the night editor, became
nnduly excited and said damn real
softly, and the ghoulish police reporter
skunk around in the shadows, rubbed
his hands and chuckled "golly goroo,"
while City Editor Hudson so far forgot
- first mentioned and central figure caught
his second wind. landed once on his
Imaginary opponent, grasped an Indian
club and with The big end of it wrote
an editorial of which the refrain was
you're another" and the central idea,
81 am tough citizen, but you are a
sneak thief" Quetness was soon re-
stored and dirk knives were distributed
TO the employees.
At the same hour there was much
quiet chuckling in the Office of the
Home Plate, on Third street, at the way
the Sewing Society Record had been
stirred up, but yesterday the scene
there had been changed. A visit TO the
office found Managing Editor Gelatt IN
cased in arm0r of ice. Highland
Jamie" Gray kicked over table, and
wildly chanted ''Scots wha ha' wiz
Wallace bled." The able city edi-
tor was so mad that he forgot
TO kick about anything, but Kissed,
My department shall crush this base,
ignOhle opposition" Peacham's Pride
resumed his Mr.. Hyde form and swore.
A strong young man shot few holes
through tie safe and the sporting au-
thOrity quietly remarked, Pm In train
ing, let me fix 'em." Foreman Miller
remarked that he was dry, presumably
being anxious to drink blood. The style
book was then brought in and every
employe Of the paper Solemnly swOre
on it TO make eternal war on the vile
opposition.
Thus ended all open movements for
the day, but a truce has not by any
means been declared. The prepare
tons for war have not been discontin-
ued, and in anticipation of the inevi-
table result L. Connolly has enlarged
his mOrgue, and an extra detachment
of gravediggers has been added to the
Lakewood cemetery forces.
Let the board of trade take care. Let
1t go slow. The dispatches have it
that the lottery bill is as good as
dead in North Dakota. If that bill
should Epass, as it surely will if the
board of trade opposes it, that body will
have to answer for it.
BY the way, is there not a good deal
of wasted sympathy and indignation on
account of this seif-same lottery bill?
For the past week there has been good
deal OF talk in the public prints about
this scheme, one or two journals going
80 far as to give evidence of the lottery
phobia having reached almost fatal
stage. The people on the streets have
talked of it, it has been discussed in
homes, the ministers have hit it rap
and the board of trade has closed the
ball. is it not safe to presume that the
North Dakota people know their bust
ness? If they want lottery they will
probably get it. 1t has been the boast
of North Dakota that it has legisla-
ture of farmers. Give the farmer q
chance, since he has been bowling so
long for one. If he gets good length
of rope he will probably have the same
effect on the state of North Dakota as
he has had on Minneapolis, and then
the future can profit by the past.
z. A. Bowdish and his former wife
should cOnnle I'D again. 1t would then