The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-08-17
DIR. Els NARROW ESCAPE.
He Ran Against Something Few
Nights 4 go.

DR.. F.. age "a, weight 10, good looking
and good company, is member OF the
Union Club. Some of his rich friends bet
on the races. He does not. Some play
poker. He does not He is not dependent
on his profession for livelihood, yet he
practices it. His home and his practice are
IN the "Tenderloin" precinct, and his frienos
occasionally run across him at The studio
eating a chop or a rarebit be usually
drops in long after the good folk Of the pre-
ciuct have gone to bed and the streets are
giving up to Migrants, prowling tom cats
and Hans Beattie's dust-raisers.
The Studios specialties are animal and
liquid refreshments. Kidneys on toast made
It's reputation, and kidneys on toast are IN
making it, The old chef took his recipe of
with him a year ago and the new Que has
failed TO invent anything approaching 1t.
Its rarebits, its golden bucks, its golden
| eagles, fish balls and chops, its tobles OF
Bass, its beer, its porter, WHISTLES and wines
are still without flaw or blenish, and all
have their admirers among artists, doctors
and newspaper men. The walls are buried
under clouds of canvas or protected with
armor plates ancient guns, spears, cut
lasses, battle-axes, sabers and clmeters:
here coat of mail of marvellous texture,
! its brass links as soft to the touch as India
silk; yonder a steel helmet, visor up and
plume bravely waving; on the east wall
nude figure reclining on a four-ply blue
| grass lawn, with wood in the background
| (probably Eve in the Garden of Eden on
the left pastoral scene, on the right, war
Some sort of picture is stuck In every nook
and corner. A few of the canvasseS bear
the signatures of noted painters, a good
many are the brusnwork of genluses for
whom fame and glory may still be waiting
at the next bend of the road.
At IL %. III. The Studio is usually crowded.
| 1t was so on the occasion of DIR. +. S last
visit. There was only one vacant chair,
| and he took it. 1t was at a table one side
of which was occupied by two men, and as
| he sat down toe heavier man scowled In
rather savage fashion. Now there is no
| individual property in either tables or
chairs among the guests of The Studio, and
| DR.. F. wss entirely welcome to sit wherever
he pleased. Knowing this, he settled him
self comfortably, ordered brace of chops
and lit cigarette. At the first puf the
man of the savage scowl del6erately iald
| down his knife and fork. At the second he
started up. At the third ne opened his
mouth. Turning to his companion, he said,
| loud enough for half the men in the room
to hear:
1.-The smoke of that cigarette which this
individual has got in his mouth over here
is nasty. He's got to put it away or get
out"
DIR. F. smoked on. She savage mans
companion tried to soothe him, but failed.
| Looking straight at the doctor, he said,
plainly and slowly:
See here, my friend. the smoke of that
| cigarette is nasty"
The doctor continued to puff away with
| out betrying the least concern, and except
for the fact that he carefully avoided blow
ing the smoke In the direction of the offended
person, no one would have supposed that
he had heard the remark. the man was
not much taller than DR.. F., but must have
weighed fifty pounds more. Unquestiably
| he had been taken a little too much wine,
yet not enough to make him boisterous. He
did not seem angry. Apparently he had no
nerves. There was a calm deliheratlon
about him that indicated a perfect con-
fidence in himself, as well as contempt for
his fellow men. He pushed his chair back
and began folding his napkin.
ibid you hear what l said. my friend ?"
he continued, sharpening his glance at DR..
F. 81 said the smoke of that cigarette is
nasty. You've got TO put it away, or get
He finished folding the napkin and laid
it beside his plate. Then he got up and
started slowly around the table. DR.. +. Il,
not seriously alarmed, but determined to
defend himself, also arose, and placing his
hat and cigarette on the table backed up
against the wall, where he awaited the at
tack
The big mans companion rushed after
him, put himself 10 his way, talked to him,
argued with him, did everything in his
power to keep him off the doctor, but he
might as we'll have tried to stop land
slide. He turned to the doctor and ap-
pealed to him t. go out into the street.
For heavens sake, sir, go outside" he
cried. HE means what he says, and will
hurt you if you STAY here. You've got no
chance against him."
| DR.. f. is no coward.
"No, sir" he said, pale but firm, "Ill not
be chased out of any place by any ruffian
living. Here, you walters. all of you, put
this fellow in the street. Why do you stand
assault one of the guests of the housea Pat
him out, say. Insist upon 1t.
Three walters took hold of the enemy,
and tried to force him out, but they couldn't
move him. He seemed to have grown to
the floor. Dr. F. went to their assistance,
reaching for the mans collar and getting a
| firm grip on it. while the walters fastened
upon his arms and back. He shrugged his
shoulders, shook himself after the manner
of a dog leaving the water, spread out his
arms and they ali fell away. He made no
attempt to hurt them, but seemed satisfied
to enjoy their discontinue. They seized
him a third time and succeeded in turning
him half round. Then DR.. F., with a
sudden lunge of his foot, followed by a
| quick backward motion, tried to trip him,
but succeeded only in tripping himself. He
might as we'll have tried his skill against
tree. AS his hand slid off the mans
shoulder, down his arm, he felt buging
| mound of muscle that severely shocked him.
| What had he run up against?
| Here, waiter" he called to one of the
discounted ones, ''call in a policeman and
| have this ruffian arrested"
| The policeman happened to be standin &
near the door and came in at once, but no
| sooner had he made the man prisoner than
he released him d started out. The mans
companion had whispered some magic word
| in his ear.
| DR.. F. was thunderstruck.
| "Oaicer, arrest this man" he said. az
charge him with disorderly conduct and
attempted assault"
"Oh. he seems to be all right" said the
officer. He hasn't hurt yon, as far as l
can see. He's behavin himself"
But he attempted to assault me, and
insist that you arrest him."
| By this time the man had sat down again,
and was calmly finishing his chop and a
bottle of Bass. The policeman nodded and
walked out. DIR. F. resumed mis- cigarette
at another table. At l a. m. The Studio
| was deserted.
DIR. F. dropped in for cocktail the next
dau and found tho hartan6ar upucu -