Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1891-05-24

ductor said he hardly thought that pos
sible, because it couldn't get across the
Red river owing to high water
ectured once in Mississippi. After
| had done so, and the roar of applause
had died away, a small boy with pale
Milwaukee brick complexion, broken
here and there by large melodious
came forward TO the footlights,
and in a childish treble inquired, "ls
that all, captain" | said yes, and he
went away rather reluctantly, thought.
That is the reason why | went home
feeling rather depressed for although l
regarded the lecture as financial and |
moral success according to Horace Gree |
ley's standard-viz., that more people
staid in than went away during the
show-yet when this boy called me cap |
tain, here in land where you can get
enough majors for a mess in twenty
minutes, concluded that possibly had
missed it in Mississippi. All railway
conductors in the south are captains.
Captain Taylor, of the Santa Fe, SAID
that they used to do very poor bust
ness between Galveston and Houston
Once, he said, he played to fifteen cents
a round trip think he used this term
in order to make himself clear.
Speaking of the show business reminds
me of pleasant afternoon and evening
with Mr.. Griswold, the old Eat Con
tributor," only a few days before his
sudden death. He was a most gentle
and genial man to meet, and when use
the overworked word "genial" l do so
because it did really fit him. He told
me about his experience as a lecturer in
a little place, think, in Pennsylvania
This town had made laudable reputa-
ton for itself twenty-five or thirty years
ago because it could and did break up
everything in the line of show that
had come there for years. What a glo-
rious ambitionl Just as some OF the
tough schools of the wOolly wilderness
used to clean out the teachers who tried
to educate them. remember one case
where a consumptive boy teacher was
virtually murdered by big boys in such
a school. His successor only remained
one day, but he conquered the school.
He entered at o'clock with a Bible, a
valise and an arrnful of beech gads. He
opened with prayer. Then he read
chapter and opened his valise. He took
out a hammer and big nail. He drove
the large nail into the door frame over
the latch Then he took big revolver
out Of his valise, and with that in one
hand and a big beech whip in the othel
he went at that school, and with won
derful generosity and hberality, and
commendable equity, he whipped every
boy in that school so that people passing
by thought there was a carpet renovat
ing establishment inside. He did it s.
well that two of those boys are now SAT-
} to be in the ministry, and two of then
: doing time in congress for term q
! years
] Then he took his valise and left tn
, place. He never asked for any salary
i but those who saw him last saw mr
8 with his little valise in his hand, cryin
over the grave of his brother, the poo
consumptive teacher who preceded him
and who gave his life to this tough an
heartless school,
r Well, 1.-The Fat Contributor" was ad
vertised to "argy" at the hall on Gel
tain evening in the town | speak Of, an
as he did not know anything about th
Q place or this record, which, am told,
d now forgotten almost, he had no feal
Q about it, and so went there to honestl
IS please and entertain people as well as
8 could, knowing that if they did not lib
is his methods they had the divine night
/ remain away.
Well, after the owner Of the hall ha
d received his fee, and had filed it CAREFUL
away in the dried pancreas OF a "be'
l. critter"-which was the popular purse
IS that town-he told "Gris" that they ht
he the reputation there of breaking I
At every show that came, no matter what
'e was. Not because the show was poe
Is mind you, but because the town had
e. reputation to sustain.
n, "Oh, yes" he said, "the last thu
ty was what's called the blind vocalist
ir Come back here and I'll show you whe
they had to jump out. Struck dov
Vt there, about thirty feet, on that lumb
o, pile. bet you it was rich. One of e
he was def, and she lost her bearings a,
so thumped her head agin that blacksml
he shop over there. Oh, they lit out like
A scared covey of quails, you bet. One