Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1891-05-17
TURKISH BATHS.
Verdant Texas Royalty Enter
tanned in Gotham.
A HOT AND COLD MIXTURE.
Our Texas Girl and Jim Bexar Expatiate
Upon the Beatitude of a Fashion
able Turkish Bath-Different
Views on the Subject.
Special Correspondence ofthe Gazette.

Special Correspondence OF the Gazette.
New YORK, May 13.-Jim BeXar's still in
| town.
He says he just despises to go back to
| Texas and leave the whole of New York for
me to have fun out of.
He and were standing at the bow of an
| East river ferry boat the other day when ]
suddenly inquired:
'Jim, have you taken Turkish bath
yet!n
Yes, have you?"
ooh, yes, of course But how did you
like it. and how did they like your"
well, lets hear your yarn first; then I'll
see about telling mine"
Il don't mind at all, replied. 81 like
| it immensely. 1t came about this way:
They think me SO wild and western at the
house, so divertingly bronco and unbroke,
you know, that they like to take me around
and try things on me. My fresh, unbiased
comments, my capacity to be tickled or
moved, or angry, are perennial Joy to
them.
so Mrs. Cameo said we would go to a
Turkish bath, and she would willingly pay
the entire expenses of the entertainment,
including all possible breakages, damaging
or defacing of attendants, etc. l was in
mortal terror; but am enough of woman
still to always take anything in the world
that some one else will pay for-no matter
how painful or deleterious; so we went, l
lerying the following explanation stuck up
on my door, addressed to party who had
said she might come around to convey me
out to q 'conversazzyown,' a meeting of
ocultistS Cyou know those people who try
to sposs the impossible and scrute the in
scrutable') a sort of gloomy and depressing
psychial research show, which makes you
dizzy and confused, and discouraged fer a
week afterward.
.J,,,, at for, q T,,rt-ic II n
I'm shaking right now in my shoes
Some demon impelled me to say would gs:
And now it's too late to refuse.
I shall catch it as bad as I would at your show:
So my absence l trust you'll excuse.
know that before am through with it, friend,
Ny hair will run cold my blood stand on end
The skies roll together, east. west north and
south.
And my right hand will clesve to the roof of my
mouth
81 made up my mind to one thing-Mrs.
Cameo should get very small returns from
her investment If there was no entertain
ment provided by any one but me, the
whole affair should be as decorously solemn,
not to say dismal. as the meeting of the
soul-hunters and spiritual vivisectionists
across town.
They might elbow me about in winds,
roast me in sulphur, wash me in steepdown
CULTS of liquid fire. or plunge me in seas
of boreal Brightness, no expression OF sur
prise, or exclamation Of agony should es-
cape me.
$50, when. after undressing, each in his
incommunicative CELL and draping our
respective sheets around US, we stepped
into the hot room, where a SGthering, siz-
cling simeon of the Sahara swooped down on
US, Sending me back Imply into my COM
panion's arms, jerked myself together,
and to her staggering whats the matter2'
hot - L.
keep of the tail of my sheet.
There was 4 row of wooden chairs along
the sides of the narrow room; and upon
two of them we were placed, all trussed
up. and left to cook. The attendant brought
US. from time to time, ice water, in glasses
so hot they scorched our lips. If I had
been disposed 10 skulk, or dodge fate, l
could have refused this water and escaped
all further suffering and apprehension by a
simple and rapid process of evaporation, or
rather, hquefcation. But gravely drank
every drop: the PRESENTATION ran OF the