The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1890-01-08
WEDNESDAY,. JAN. 8, 1890.
EvERYeopNs BUSINESS.

Several Attempts to Start q Horse While
tho Driver Was Looking for n Brick.
A bay horse drawing4a heavy express
wagon baked ON Dearborn street, near
Washington, aboutlnoon the other day.
The horse was a vicious looking animal
with sinister eye, reelzing nostrils, and
long, reclining ears, and hebalked with
such determination right across the cable
track that the cars were stopped as far
down as Monroe and La Sale streets, and
the gripmen all swore as gripmen will.
A crowd of young clerks, old business
men and Jolly little typewriter girls
gathered on the sidewalk, and all the
Office boys in the block took front seats,
after their habit, and awaited develop
ments. The driver, who was a tall, thin
youth with q red neck and freckles, left
his scat, and by way Of opening business
kicked the horse rudeiy In the abdomen.
A member of the Humane society caught
the boy by the collar and shook him, and.
everybody laughed except the boy and
the member of the Humane society, who.
glared at eack other.
'Has anybody got lump of sugar."
the member of the Humane society asked
after while, the boy having gone to
look for brick.
II have" a typewriter girl replied,
diving into her handbag.
The member of the Humane society
said, '.Thank you, miss" bowed, rolled
back his cuffs in the manner of thegen-
tleman who is just about to make
nickel disappear in his ear, and then at
tempted to thrust the sugar into the
horses mouth. The horses eilrs tapped
back, his eye Redeemed and he grabbed
at the Humane mans arm with his pink
jaws. The Humane man yelled, 'sWhoal"
and jumped away; the young men In:
the crowd laughed hoarsely and the girls;
shrieked.
Banker George Schneider had been
standing in his window watching the
performance, and he now came down:
stairs and walked through the crowd.
'.In the old country" he said, tive
used to make balky horses move in this
way" and he got on Ills tiptoes and
threw his arms around the horses neck.
The animal snorted savagely and shot up
its angry head till its neck looked like q
stand pipe, and of course Mr.. Schneider
went with it. When he had gone UP SO
high that he could almost see the roof Of
the Tacoma building he let,go, and, fall
ing, struck Tailor Joe Day. Mr.. Day
changes his trousers every hour, and he
now wore pair OF gobeiin blue trousers
with white fecks. When he jumped out
of the way to avoid Mr.. Schneider he
rubbed some axle grease Off o wagon hub
with his trousers and sworesoftly. Mr.
Schneider blushed under the tatnts of
the crowd and withdrew to The bank.
A red faced man with a sandy mus:
tache, who wore checked scarf around.
his neck, then came forward and re-
marked: "'Ere's the honly woye to do
the bloomink think" He took hitch
ing strap from a horse attached to a
buggy near by and passed 1t behind the
balky horses right front leg.
Then he began to pull and haul, and
Assistant Postmaster John Hubbard,
who has good voice, started to sing
"Saw my leg off," Everybody In the
crowd knew ''Saw my leg of" and
the chorus was large and enthusiastic.
Officer LAWN paused on his. way home
to dinner, saw the unhitched horse, and
calmly drove Off with the buggy, accord
ing to the ordinance regularly made and
provided. The owner, aiittle man with
a plug hat, came out Of the Grannis
block at this juncturc and assaulted the
Engiishman, and eomebody began welt
ing the ballSy horse with "a barrel stave.
This was the signal forR.combined at
tack, and everybody who could get near
enough took a hand In hammering the
poor brute. While this bombardment
was at its height the driver came up.
He inquired for the member of the HUI
name society, and finding that he had
gone he climbed into the wagon, glared
contemptuously at the crowd, kicked the
horse In nn ungentlemanly like manner,
yelled "G--ee-t-ee-app," and drove
away Chicago Tribune.