Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-09
THE TOPICAL TALKER.

/ "A 6uVenlIo AAin1hO -
Tau Delta TO the Fors--Not LRrcenous
Orator-Extremes Meei-A Straw for
PittsburE's GreHt Growth.
IT is only two weeks to washington's Birth
day, and il that isn't near enough to make
story Of the day apropos, beg pardon for
telling it
There is a young 6-year-old boy who is
the light Joy and ruler OF an Ale
gheny household. He was fulfilling the
same functions last year. and his mother,
who very property wishes her son to
imbibe patriotism at as early an age as possl-
BILE, spent a good part Of February H telling
Bob about George Washington. Bob, for his
part asked all sorts Of questions about the
peerless man who was first in war, nrst IN
peace and first in the hearts Of his fellow-citi-
zens-as the original phrase has 1t. His
mother answered all his questions In some
fashion, until the little fellow was ready to
tumble into bed. Just as she had kissed him
'good night" he sat up again and asked:
"What did George get for his birthday"
This is one Of the points that history Is silent
upon.
Some children are as initiative as monkeys.
The other daT gentleman Of my acouaint-
ance was rummaging among a lot Of old books
slowed away in trunks in the attic, when he
came across an old Sol Fa singing book. AS he
was looking at it's familiar pages his wife and
his son, pretty boy of 4, came in.
Jane" said he, i've found a music book
from which my mother used to sing. You re-
member the old book, don't you, and this carol
which Twas so fond of years ago" and he be-
gan to sing verse of Christmas carol.
Later in the day, when the paterfamilias had
gone to town. and the foregoing episode had
been forgottea by his wife, she CHANGED to visit
| the attic again. She found there her young
hopeful devoting his 4-year-old energy to an in
| vestigation Of the books in the trunks. When
he saw his mother he caught up book and
said with comical seriousness, "Jane, here's
my mammals music book, you member 1t,
don't your and the carol used to sing like dis;
and the little scamp began to sing Where Did
| You Get That Hat?"
But the imitation Of his venerable par
ent was simply immense, I am told. He could
not manage the carol so he substituted for il
the only song he knew.
| s.*
| a BANQUET which will take place at the Sew
enth Avenue Hotel next Saturday will
have no little interest to college men here
abouts. 1t is to be given by and for the mem
bers Of the Delta Tau Delta College Fraternity.
The last was held in Pittsburg some ten years
| ago.
The banquet would not be in sight IL Dr. E.
l
Gently felt desire to see some Of his college
mates. He spoke Of the matter to other mem
| bers OF the d. T. D., who liked it. Attorney
| Jack Watson has been sending about informal
| little billets inviting the boys to meet at the
| festive board next week. He has received q
good many replies. Among the Fraternity's
members in this city are DR.. r. 8 Sutton, OF
Washington and Jefferson College;C C. q. Mon
tooth, Esq, and John r. Cox, Esq Two or
| fhroa "a mill nhohI
legs under Seventh Avenue Hotel table next
Saturday.
| a NEW YORK society paper falls into funny
error about an episode of the Press Club
| banquet. 1t tells with q straight face how Mr..
| George Welshons purloined Mr.. Henry Waiter
sons speech before the banquet and trans
planted its substance into his own Grafton,
which had precedence of Mr.. Watterson's
Then 1t describes the painful effect Mr.. Wei
shon's speech had upon Mr. Watterson, and
how the latter, deprived Of his prepared ammu-
milton, made a poor attempt at an impromptu
speech. The story reminds me Of an incident
| in Max Adler's "Out of the Hurry Burly."
man diligently prepares fund Of anecdotes to
be tellingly discharged at suitable points in his
maiden political speech. He Is last on the list
Of six speakers, and while he sits trembling on
| the platform he hears to his horror his anec-
0OLeb IOlQ Dy L00 OEAtOfB AQ0AQ OF 01Lns 11b
| despair was like what Watterson's would have
been If the society journals story had the
smallest foundation Of TACT.
1t seems to show that Mr.. Welshon's excel
lent jest fell upon just one little cranium-full
! of barren bone.
| Es&
TALKNe of the Press Club banquet an Incl.
dent hitherto unnoted, which occurred
after that memorable feast was related to me
yesterday.
About 2 o'clock Of the morning succeeding
the banquet two large and distinguished citi-
zens might have been observed on the upper
side Of Smithheld street in the shadow Of the
Hotel DuQuesne engaged in eager conversa-
tion. One was Christopher L Magee, not un-
known as pillar of Protection, and the other
Henri Watterson, the knightly defender of the
Star-Eyed Goddess of Reform, alias Free
Trade. Ny informant approached, and finally
| Joined the pair Of statesmen. He found that
they were in perfect sobriety, discussing the
tariff question and agreeing about it.
First Mr.. Watterson would say: "As you put
| It, Mr.. Magee, there's no denying you are
right" aud then after Mr.. Watterson had fred
broadside Mr.. Magee would assent: "Qulte
SO. think So too" It was beautiful and
wonderful sight. The North and the South,
| the Democratic tiger and the Republican eIe-
phant might yet come together IN peace and
loving kindness, my informant observed as he
cut short the debate and peremptorily moved
| an adjournment
ODD proofs of Pittsburg's great growth are
always coming TO light
Yesterday, in the course Of conversation
with Manager harry Williams, 1 remarked
that we did not properly realize how the popu-
lation Of Pittsburg was increasing.
"Pittsburg is growing as no other city in the
United States is growing" rejoined Mr. Will
liams I'VE see 1t here at the box office Of the
Academy. The number Of people these days
who come to the Academy and show that they
have not been here long by their inquiries
about the seats, prices. etc., Is astonishingly
great. do not see any reason why Pittsburg
| should not continue to grow as it has grown
| during the last six years, either"
Merely straw, Of course, but It points, like
the others, to great Pittsburg not afar OF.
HEPBURN JoHNA