Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1890-05-15
ne "LooXs LIKE A SORE EYE .
mr. lennon yiieiy Abuses the CITY
solicitor 10 His Face and Gets We'll
Thrashed.


Thrashed.
David Lemon called at City Solicitor
Turner's office, No. 1913 Market street Mon
day afternoon, and finding that official
10 commenced abusing him for not bring
Ing up the peanut casss az the present term
of court. Peruelvink MIR. Lamon'5 frame
of mind and that u reasonable explanation
was not very likely to satisfy his visitor,
the city solicitor sat quiet md declined
further conversation. The candidate for
the position Of clerk Of the market then
became vary irata and at length furious
with anger. He emptied the cauldrons of
his wrath upon Mr.. Turner's head, heaping
him with the viest vituperation. Each
moment Mr.. Lemon became holster and
more personal In bis illusions as the official
was the more quiet, No terms were too
choice for verbal plcturlngs of the un-
fortunate city solicitor. The peanut busi-
ness was entirely forgotten and Mr.. Lemon
INDUCED himself freely In personal altu-
sions TO Mr.. Turner.
This was going on for two or three min
utes and MIR. Lemon was just describing to
| Mr.. Turner how no (the city solicitor)
cooked like sore eye," when like a fash
David was seen shooting Ia mid-air across
the room, the Ice cooler, the telephone In
strument and other wall furni ure follow
| Ing the aerial planet Us attendant satellites
In the atmosphere already dotted thick
with the echoes OF Dawes vigorous billings
gate. The city solicitor had suddenly let
out with terrific left handler right under
the candidates jowl. 1t was fearful blow
sufficient TO have knocked any ordinary
man unconscious. MIR. Turner quickly fol-
lowed up the assault. Fortunately for
| Mr.. Lemon his aasailsnt's poor eyeslRht
prevented the sledge armed official from
| discovering the location OF his victim.
David WAS lost In one corner OF the
room. MIR. Turner, however. caught sight
/ NF n "A RI nh laur HDlN In In nts In iat
out another tremendous Highlander 1T 1t
and buried his fist SIX inches in the sides OF
| the ecrobRtic water cooler, which the now
| thoroughly enraged city solicitor had taken
for Mr. Lemons he1d. There was pause
for moment rs the furniture rioohetted to
the ceiling. Then Mr.. Lemons stertorous
! breathing disclosed to the city solicitor his
victims position. He was at him again and In
one moment Dave, now fairly tanned down.
| was being hustled by the throat out of the
office. No one, least OF all Mr.. Lemon,
could have suspected Mr.. Turner OF de-
velopiug such athletic strength. Ha was
simply Hercules and Dave "A plRythinR,
choking and expostulating in tho OH sials
hands.
Mr.. Turner had now got his victim out
on the stone steps, the steep descent OF
which the classic athlete with quick per-
eeption had Recognized rs most fitting
"farilis descensus averni," and with one
hand at Dawes collar and the other with n
secure grasp on the peanut fi2uter's throttle
whose face was red as q "red, red rose"
from the fearful structure, was preparing to
hurl him finally, like a catharipe.whasl
down the steep steps when Judge Ball
fortunately came up and only by tho most
persistent effort managed to save MIR.
Lemon from MS impending fate. MIR.
Turner very uuwillngly gave no his grtp
and MIR. Lemon most willingly hobOIed
breathlessy down the steps and dlsap.
peRred.
The city solicitor appeared at court Mon,
day morning in Il brand new diagonal suit, q
dandy russell hat and lilac scsrf to whose
fresh pure beauty of tone he continuously
called tho attention OF the reporters. Il may
be added that the last mentioned fact
strangely enough furnished the cue to the
whole story OF Mondays fracas.