The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1891-12-16
A NOVEL USE FOR AMMONIA
A HIadman with a Cold Chisel Conquered
with a Powerful Squirt Gun.

with Powerful Squirt Gun.
Years ago. when was youngster, / be
came an assistant of DR.. B, the superin-
tendent of public insane asylum. As IN
all insane asylums, some of the patients
were docile and tractable, and had the free
dom of a high walled garden; while others,
being violent and dangerous in their mad
ness, were confined to .heir rooms. Some
times one of the last named gentlemen
would get loose, fact which he usually
announced by breaking things generally,
upon which announcement the doctor
would repair TO the spot, and advancing
upon him with q steadfast gaze would
march him off to his room. We had one
lunatic by the name of Jones, large and
strong as an ostrich He had broken out
of his room two or three times, but had
always gone back docilely when any one OF
US made our appearance.
The asylum had saloon In the center,
with door at each end, and one of the
doors requiring fixing once upon time
carpenter was engaged upon 1t, when IN
trundled Mr. Jones and quietly possessed
himself of long, sharp chisel. When the
carpenter looked around the mailman gave
a grin and poked the chisel at him, where
upon the man Of chips scuttled out and
locked the door. Then while the enemy
was battering away at it he rushed around
and locked the other door at the other end
Having thus Gagged Jones he gave the
alarm, and | supposing it was an ordinary
case which l could control unlocked the
door and entered boldly, whereupon he
made rush at me.
l incontinently bolted. The doctor was
l.
through the keyhele and ascertaining that
the enemy was at the other end of the
room he opened the door and saw at once
he could do nothing with the loose maniac.
Here was apparently dilemma A crazy
individual, as strong as bull, perfectly
uncomfortable and armed with weapon.
To capture him by force was difficult and
dangerous undertaking, and to starve him
would be tedious affair. But the doctor
did not hesitate long.
Alfred" said he, Ego down into the sur
gerry, fill the largest syringe with hartshorn
and bring it up"
I caught the idea, rushed down, and
brought back quart syringe with harts-
horn diluted, for didn't want to kill the
] man. Then the doctor, the carpenter and
myself formed an army of invasion. We
| threw open the door and entered IN the fol
lowing array: /, being the shortest of the
| three, marched first, holding a chair in
! front of me by the back, so that the legs
; might keep off rush if our popgun should
| flash in the pan. Then came the carpen-
ter, with the syringe resting upon my
shoulder, like a piece of flying artillery.
| Finally, in the rear, in the safest place,
| like all great generals, came DR.. B.
The lunatic sat at the other end Of the
hall, on chair, eyfng US keenly and saw
agely Slowly, very slowly, we advanced
| toward him. The nearer we got the more
wicked that chisel looked, and the handle
seemed to increase until it was very, very
| long. When we were within few feet OF
him he jumped up and sprang toward me.
Whiz! splatter! splashi went the quart OF
| hartshorn into his countenance, down he
went like log-it would have knocked
down battalion-snd while he was catch
ing his breath we caught him.-Recollec-
| tions of a Physician.