St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1891-07-16
GAYAND JOLLY CROWD
Editors Know Well How to
COmmingle Business With
Pleasure.
Excursion to Fort Smelling
and the Falls Of Mime
haha.
How Delegates and Ladies
Employed the Fleeting
Hours.
Sketehy Notes of More Prom
inent Members of the
Party.


Party.
The delegates, that is, part of them,
went on great and glorious excursion
to Fort Smelling and Minnehaha yester-
day. AT 2 O'Clock train of ten coaches
stood ready and waiting at the union
depot. Two o'clock was the starting
hour. Perspiring people rushed over
the cobble stones and clambered into
the car. Some of them were late. and
ran four blocks to catch that excursion
train. 1t was a load of brains and
beauty, enhancing summer frockS and
ice-cream colored suits that crowded
the train.
The first stop was made at Fort Shell
ing. The stop was made as per pro-
gramme. The visitors disembarked,
and, in the ascending of an intermin-
able stairway leading to the fort, had
grand opportunity of experiencing the
salubritv of our famous climb it. The
long-winded ones among the gay and
careless throng were entIanced at the
view from the fort. Up and down the
clear river the sunlight and summer
blended in the distance TO soft blue
haze. The valley smiled back at the
blue sky, and nesting beneath the
shelter of the fort lay Mendoza, name
we used to read in our biographies
years and years ago in the sentence:
''St. Paul, situated near Mendoza"
The fort, ibeing comparatively de-
serted, was captured without struggle.
The pump at the post traders store
watered an internal desert of Sahara
for many of the delegates. Adventur-
Gus spirits mounted the round tower
and felt tremendously brave and war
like, for verify the pen, which is only
the pencil in full dress, is mightier than
the sword.
Minnehaha has all the modern I'M
provements-hot and cold water, steam
heat, basement and everything else,
but what IS most needed is an elevator.
The recent improvements have sub
stituted stone steps for the ragged
crags of the cliffs, and have given the
place the trim aspect of city park.
There was very little water going over
the falls Yesterday, though L. Sambola
Jones, of Florida, with rare foresight
had brought along flask filled with
ST. Paul water. The falls were seen,
and the surroundings were placed in
precisely the same condition. Down
the shady glen strolled couples galore.
Then everybody went back to the sta
ton.
On the greensward lay the recum-
bent figure of Paul Hull, of Chicago.
His face, resting on one blne-veined
hand, was hidden by the lush grass,
which, like Jewish king of antiquity,
he was. thoughtfully nibbling, What
great ideas he was thinking up will
never be known. for just then a poet
eSs approached. She bent over
the gracefully extended figure
of Mr.. Hull, and invited him
haha" Mr.. Hull did so. He began to
read the poem. Curious thrOngS tiOcked
to hear his reading and his comments,
He objected to the line of the poem.
Here the famous relic hunter digs
away piece of YOU" as being hard on
fair Mime. John Johnson Jr., of Indi-
ana, who was left bower to Mr.. Hulfs
right bower, suggested that such a
proceeding would be exceedingly hard
on Paul hull. with your thousand
silvery streams" read Mr.. Hull. "Ill
bet there aren't more than thirty" said
Mr.. Johnson. The crowd was con-
yulsed. Mr.. Hull said the poem was a
grand affair, and the authOress informed
him that if he could write as good a
poem in less than all hour she would
pay him g cents for it. Not at
ali staggered by this tremendous
opportunity to win fortunes favor,
Mr.. Hull continued Finally the au-
thoress decided to read her own poem.
This she did. while Mr.. Hull passed
among the crowd selling copies of 1t,
and Mr.. johnson announced the show
as not half over yet. 1t was the fun
niest thing the crowd ever saw. Paul
Hull's take off of the loud-voiced circus
merchant was simply convulsing, and
everybody laughed till his sides were
sore. The poems went like hot cakes, |
at p cents apiece.
At this juncture somebody caught |
sight of Capt. Jack Crawford, and |
dragged him into the circle. The cap |
tain protested, but the merry crowd re- |
fused to release him till he had recited |
an original poem. He gave bicycle |
and Broncho," poem which he recited |
some time since at the Bicycle club in |
Boston. So loath were his hearers to |
have him leave, that he finally recited |
and everybody trOoped into the cars. |
worn out and foot sore, but as jolly as |
sand boy.
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Col. Donan was, of course, one of the |
notable men of the crowd.
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Gel. Jay L. Torrey, of st. Louis, the |
author of the famous bankrupt bill, was |
passing about from editor to editor in |
terviewing the very men who have im- |
paled so many helpless thousands of |
the interviewed on the points of their |
Fabers In a perfectly quiet and unob- |
trusive way he was getting opinions on |
his bill.
r. E. Morningstar, of the Bowling |
Green, KY, Democrat, was with the |
crowd Mr.. Morningstar is the presi |
dent of the Kentucky association, and |
is one of the rising newspaper men of |
the state. Pc wore above his badge |
beautiful gold medal, of which he has |
every reason to be proud. 1t was |
awarded him by the citizens of Middle |
borough, KY. for the best description |
of marlborough and the Cumberland |
Gap.
Joseph B. McCabe, the man who took |
the convention of the association from !
Detroit to Boston last year, was the mer-
riest of the merry. He is the editor of |
the East Boston Argus-Advocate, and is |
as Jolly man as the census of these |
United States enumerated.
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