St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-01-06
TOWN TOPICS.

The thanks of the newspapers are due
to the Minneapolis churches for the
amount of news which they have been
supplying to the public of late. First
came the announcement of the creation
of Bishop McGolrick, and soon after
came his kconsecratiOn with the preced-
ing and succeeding presentations.
receptions and preparations. The
settled upon his head when
Bishop Graves was consecrated. Two
bishops from Minneapolis, all within
one week, was Showering of honors
thick and fast. The Catholics and
Episcopalians were absorbing all of the
public attention. so the Baptists re-
solved to get in their work. DR.. Mac
Laurin and his parishioners held a
meeting which was not exactly a love-
feast, and the excitement attending
that has not yet died out. 1t may
be that it will end with pistols and
coffee for two or more probably with a
war of claym0reS, with the bagpipe
sounding the slogan of war. Before the
smoke of the battle in Emmanuel church
had cleared away DR.. Hoyt descended
upon the city in his ''short, sharp, de-
cisive way, and there you are. CO.
lightly Morrill, and his brothers are
preparing for campaign. and they will
no doubt be heard from ere many suns
have sunk behind the motor line.
Capt. Dan Day started hospital yes
terday afternoon at the central police
station. The houseleSS, homeless and
unfortunates began sitting in through
the cracks in the doors before the moon
rose DER the city, and when Lieut.. Tom
-lr,.,t V-fad l.,
lected a nucleus for rival
three Hen down in the tramp room who
claimed to be ill. Capt. Day claims to
he something of physician. and when
DIR. MatchOn could find no symptoms of
illness about one Of the men Day said:
"Wait till morning. l know where
there's goat, an external application
of whom will cure that fellow" An
other complains of his stomach, and this
morning the captain will perform del
Icate operation on him by means of a
lumberman's lancet, alias ak. The
other man, Capt. Day thinks, can be
brought around by strenuous appliea-
ton of oak-plank salye.
There was sound of reVelry by night
around the city lookup yesterday. only
it was in the afternoon. A man had
been hauled in Saturday night in COM
pany with violin, and Sunday after
noon his instrument divine was sent in
to him. The way he awoke the echoes
and the other prisoners was caution.
"Black-Eyed SUSAN" "My Mother.D
Where Did You Get That Hat and
1.-THE Wind That Sha. es the Bar
ley" were rolled Off in rapid
succession. The city mission workers
strolIed in Just as he was in the midst
of "Chippic, Get Your Hair Cut" and
an distracted mood. He never no
ticed the mission people. They tried to
get in a few body blows on him, but
failed to reach him. The end of that
round came, chipple's hair was cut off
short. as it always is, and before the
successor of Ole Bull could get away,
the mission people gave him one in the
wind, and he dropped. Ere he could re-
cover, however, ''Holy Fount, with
Mercy Flowing held the boards, and
he had lost. But he pricked up courage
later, and not for many year has the
lookup seen such a hilarious night as
that OF yesterday:
dearest, turn not thus from me! Me
very soul is on fire with love for your
adorable self! All! Gwendoline Gil
hoolcy. you once told me that you loved
me. Why, why has your love become
like unto Dakota winter?"
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