The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-01-26
SWIMMING Storias

a company OF ordsSi writers and publishers
gathered at the Aldine Club Thursday night.
says the New York Sun. 70 smoke and to listen
70 stories Among the story teIiers were Bill
Nye. Frank 2. Stockton, F. Hopkinson Smith,
DR.. Henry Van Dyke and John Kendrick Bangs
Dir. Appleton opened the evening when the
smoke had got sufficiently thick. by introducing
Blu lIye. Nye told story of a preacher friend
OF his ID Indianapolis who was named DR.. Reed.
This DR.. Reed had also been in congress One
sunday morning he was opening the service in
MS chnrch with the customary prayer. While
he vas in the midst of the praying a man en-
tered the church and took seat far back
Dr. Reed was praying in a low voice, and the
man IN the rear. after straining his ears for O
while, called out: Pray louder Dr. Reed; l
can hear you" DR.. Reed paused, opened his
eyes, turned them around the church until they
rested upon the man in the rear, then he said:
to God"
After awhile Nye told another. 81 have
often been asked, " said he, whether had any
pathetic experiences in the vest. | recall this
IN connection with theater out there, not a
very high class theater, but one of those where
you go in. pay for your drink aud get the per
1ormance for nothing. Well, there was a girl
doing sort OF ballet at this theeter. She had
a husband who was a tough character, quite re-
morseless. He had moved several times during
ms lie and always carried his cemetery with
him, as it were. IL was pretty we'll understood
That when he caught up with his wife, who did
the ballet, there would be an unplsasantness.
wen, L uedTu q ROOQ 0edl ABOUT THIS LaQy. ana
one night, l went to see her and sat with all the
prominent citizens We all had our hats on.
Inc lady came out aud was doing her part to
my satisfaction. heard some one coming
down the aisle and then felt hand resting on
my shoulder. l heard a click and looked
around. recognized that the man with his
hand on my shoulder was the husband.
He drew revolver and pointed it. The
orchestra stopped. Then the girl stopped.
Then the manager stepped up and said:
Whats the matter here?' And the man said:
1 am the matter The manager asked him
what he wanted, and he said: L want my wife
The manager said: You can't have her. and
stepped to the wings 20 get something. Just at
TINS point withdrew AS passed out turned
my head and saw the manager and the husband
exchange regrets. Then the husband dropped
to the sawdust. fastened on out, and went
away-about a mile or so. Then turned back
ana as entered the town met the manager
left us early this evening l said. Yes He
said: You oughtn't TO have left in the best part
OF the whole performance
DR.. Van Dykes told this 81 am reminded of
preacher who preached from the text and
Enoch was not He went on to explain that
this text was incomplete Now, brethren
said he, you may not know in what way Enoch
was not. To find this out, we must examine
the text carefully in the light Of the context.
Firstly. Enoch was not an Episcopaliau, because
he walked with God and did not daace. He
was not a Baptist because he walked with God
and did not swim. He was not Presbyterian
because the context tells us that he walked
with God at all, and he was not a shouting
Methodist because we are plainly told that
God took him.. "
F. Hopknson Smith gave several admirable
dialect stories, none better than Uncle Remus'
story of Brer Hawk and Brer Buzzard After.
ward Mr.. Smith gave another dialect story of
certain Tom Yancey, of the bluest blood, who
lived in Wig MIA, and who had TO go to work
after the var. Mr.. Yaacey started a livery
stable, and was getting along fairly well haul
ing people about, until Que evening Col Bar
ber's black Sam" came Gown and said: Mars
Yancey, want yoh tote fohteen o us to ball"
Mr.. Yancey was at first stunned and then
highly incensed at the idea of a southern gen
tleman of the Yancey stock hauling ''niggers"
poor, that his family was nearly starving,
and that this job at so cents head
was worth 81 90 he gave id and braced
himself to the task: He hauled them
fohteen niggers, wenches an bucks" to the
ball, which was over grocery store. Mr..
Yancey observes upon the effect of a not room
full of dancing niggers when dey git het up"
and remarks that as the night was bitter cold
he could not stand it outside. So he went in
and stood it awhile, then be went out for
aw lie, then he kept going in and out, and
finally he went in and plunked himself down
and determined to sit 1t out After awhile
Black Sam came up to him and said: "Marse
Yancey, will you please ter 90 outsider" Mr..
Yancey was amazed. "Whas the mattah,
Sam?" said he. well, MarEe Yancey, some O.
de ladies subjects to de smell o. boss in yoh
clothes.
Bill Nye told another story just before going
home. "Once," said he, 81 had the misfortune
to live in the same block with a congressman.
In that neighborhood there were number of
little boys who had this habit OF ringing door
bells and then going away. After we had put
up with this for quite while the congress man
and | held a convention. And we resolved that
we would put an end to this ringing of bells if
we had to throw the boz who did it any distance
twenty miles, and that we would bring the
boy back and enbalm HIM. Well, one night
shortly after this conversation, there was
strong pull at my bell. | suspected what it was.
and dashed out just as l was. Ii was very dark.
| could hear the boy running away, however,
and pursued the footsteps. When had run
about half block thought it
would be good plan TO turn
in front. So turned and ran around to the
other side of the block Pretty soon could
hear the boy coming the other way, painting
through the darkness. paused and opened my
arms wide to embrace him as he came on. l
succeeded Then | delivered a powerful blow
into the bosom of the night. Well, we clincbed
and rolled over each other on the ground, and
Rouged and thumped at each other till the
welkin rang. AT least, l think iG did l am
sure that mine did. Then we decided that we
had had enough, and that we ought to call it
draw. So withdrew my nose from his mouth
and rose. He rose also, and we stood facing
each other. We gradually recovered our
breath. Hts came first. II seemed to be nearer
and more easily reached. When he finally spoke
heard the con FRESHMAN say: There, I'll teach
you to ring my door bell again.