, 1890-06-22
THE NEWS.

The paper was the pioneer in its line
Of household humor. Every day a hand.
some, thoughtful man, with iron gray
hair comes down to the building and
manages the paper, He does not try to
be funny. He knew when he had enough.
That is James NJ. Bailey, who made his
mark upon the current literature Of the
time and then quietly resumed
the business Of publishing an even
ing paper with no features to
it. lust as though he had always done so.
Mr.. Bailey is an unwilling victim of the
base ball scourge, for he is one Of the To-
cal board, l think, or something of that
kind, and own stock In the club, while
he doesn't really know how many strikes
q side has before it is out and still thinks
that you have got to raise a blood blister
on 3 player with the ball when he is of
the COOL in order to get HIM. Mr.
Bailey claims ct that a player who is
simply disabled by the ball is not out.
BE held no later than last season, while
umpiring a game at Bridgeport, that 10
order to put out a man who is running
the bases the ball should strike him in a
vital spot.
The Prince Of Wales in the last year
ia looking more thoughtful, l think. than
formerly. When | ran in upon him last
summer / found him reading a long table
of statistics regarding the longevity Of
stout people. He was looking a little
chirp him up. To be frank with you,"
said he. i think that mother is holding
out pretty well. Bill, don't your" | said
Yes. she seemed real rugged Tor a per-
son that hired all her work done"
Well said he with a sigh, 'it seems a
little tough, | think. for that young Ger
mon rooster to be running a whole empire
at his age. whilst I'm liable to become a
grandfather soon and don't know even
what a throne feels like. ] think" said
he, t~houghttully, as he diseDgaged a gol-
den hair (evidently off the sunny head
of his chief typewriter) from the fringe
of his e%paulet, where it had in some way
become ~entangled, that the chief charm
about a successful reign is to know when
to quit. I've seen monarchs that meant
well aud did well enough, but who held on
TO the throne like a pup TO a root, as you
SO chastelv put 1t in n of your letters
which l was reading TO Alick at the
breakfast table"
"Aick?" said l. Who the royal
highness is AGek?"
'Oh. Alick is the princess. But don't
you think yourself. as between man and
man. that monarching, like everything
else, can be oyerdone?"
l said it could. a1d that if / could have
my way there wouldn't be any OF it. "A
nice little nincompoop can always be
found ready to rule over a nation" SAYS
/. and it's Just as well for the people to
choose him and then change him when
they get tired of him. People like to have
even their nincompoops changed once in a
while"
The prince when he dresses up wears a
short tail scarlet coat with 4 white leather
Sinch to it. and looks like 4 NIB roast with
twine string around it.
William LiRhttoot Visscher is a news
paper man perhaps As years of age, and
though l am moi reminded of him es-
pecially by the Prince of Wales, yet
Visscher is SO generally known among
newspaper men from New York to Puget
Sound that | venture to speak of him
here as q popular candidate for prince as
soon as Russell Harrison's term expires.
Vi.scher is peculiarly sensitive about his
nose. and that ,s Why 1 do not speak of it
hers. II is = bright Italian sunset nose.
which does him = cruel Injustice for
it is not really an alcoholic buele.
though frequently mistakeni for one BIZ