Virginia free press. (Charlestown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1832-1916, 1890-08-06
Biu Nye Interviews oscar.


Bill Nye, has been interviewing his great
English brother, and in his mad infatua-
ton and enthusiastic admiration thus
gushes over Oscar:
We went down the overland train
Thursday evening to see the great esthete.
We picked him out without any trouble,
and tackled him for quiet talk all by
ourselves.
Mr.. Wilde is very tall, with face like
a broad axe. We told him that our name
was Nye, the great Wyoming esthete.-
He smiled like the rolling mill and shook
hands.
He wore a soft hat and a kind Of steel
color velvet sack coat. He also wore
his hands IN his pockets clear up to his
elbow joints. He wears kind of Byron
collar and necktie the color Of a dis
eased liver. His pants was Of a gray ma
terial and held in place with pale pink
gum suspenders. These were shown as he
stopped over, his coat being cut just be-
low the shoulder blades. His shoulder
blades are high and intellectual.
He wears his hair long, with hay and
little mementoes from the sleeping car in
it. His face is thin, and when buried in
a piece of pie must be ghastly sight.
Mr.. Wilde's teeth are evidently his own.
Nobody could make teeth like them and
escape the vigilance committee. They
are broad and prominent, with tendency
to 90 out and look for air. He does not
seem strong, but his breath proves this
impression to be erroneous. Mr.. Wilde
wore silk handkerchief the color OF the
illustrations found in public documents
describing the cattle plague.
He spoke of various topics with Sc
ductive drawl, wiggling his timber, angle
worm legs as he spoke, and posing like a
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giraffe with the collie for the benefit of the
ladies who stood near. He wipes his nose
in languid yet soulful way that makes
YOU wish he would do so again.
We asked him when he would return
to England, and he tossed his name in the
air and said:
"Ahl l don't know whether | shall sur
vive or not"
"You get good deal of free advertis
ing. | see" said the Boomerang man
gnawing a little fragment from an irreg
ular piece of navy and thoughtleSsly step
ping on the patent leather shoe Of th'
great esthete.
"Oh, yes" said Os., as he Strengthened
up and extended his neck up through his
collar till YOU could see the scolloped edge
of his chemise. "Yes, sir. Most too much
of it. Still itpays moderately well, he, he
he. However, it is absolutely stupid Of
them to make such beastly and peculiar
little Jokes upon me, ye know"
We had good deal more confidential
talk with him before the train left, which
we may give to the public after awhile
but at present space forbids.
Mr.. Wildes complexion is very pallid
with here and there little pimple that
relieves the monotony some. He wears
no beard or mustache at all, but makes
up for that with large growth Of hair
on his head, which falls in graceful fes.
toons over his shoulders like horses tail
over an olive green dashboard. He is
lust as lulI of soul as he can be, and walks
and breathes, and exist like two-year'
old steer in a cabbage grove. He smiles
every little while like colickly baby in
its sleep, and sighs and places himself il
statuesquc positions, as though something
had given away in his appeared and he
was trying to keep his ethereal pantaloOns
on till people looked the other way.