The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1891-03-14

SIGNALING FROM THE SHORE.
nose of enlisting and forwarding recruits
for the service who are between the ages
of IA and Is. These youth mostly hope
~ be admirals as soon as they can get
move on their mustaches. Some Of
them, regret to say, are disappointed.
1t was my good fortune not long ago,
in company with Commodore ROeder,
who may be seen on pleasant days walk
ing the poop of the Pulitzer building, to
visit the Minnesota and watch the ex-
amining board engaged in the arduOus
task of selecting proper young men for
the service, and forwarding sound can
didates to join them that do go down to
the sea in ships.
Dressing myself daintily in fine IA
tigue dress, with hectic necktie and high
silk hat, and with hair thrown carelessly
back to about the time of Queen Anne,
/ Joined the commodore, and we rode To-
gether up Ninth avenue on palatial
train Of elevated cars, each of which had
a blase air, like that you notice on a
spring morning when you ride a mile or
two through clover meads and blooming
peach orchards and then suddenly step
into nice air tight sleeping car Did
you ever, oh! dove eyed reader, with the
delicately chiseled Graco-Roman nose
and also delicately chiseled pocl1etbook,
enter sleeping Car just as it was wax
ing up? DidSt ever ramble up and down
. rsoadowy brook at early dawn, crush
ing the heather, and the sweet fern, and
the bull frog for an hour, and then,
flushed with success, unjoint your rod
and, with the dew and the daisies cling
ing TO your high boots, catch an early
train and step quickly into the great
Snore Works Of a through car? Did you
ever wiring the rough, warm hand of
Uncle Eben at the way station at 5
o'clock a. m, and with the memory of
tansy and timothy and mignonette and
fresh fried cakes and cherry blossoms,
biunder hurriedly, while your eyes were
a little moist from the parting, into the
funky aisle of the sleeping ca5acombs,
where you would think Gabriel could
hardly get a bugleful of fresh air?
Wei, that is how an all night elevated
train strikes me occasionally. 1t gives
me heart failure and keen neck pain
which some day will drive me to the use
of creme dSmenthe.
Flfheth street is a pleasing locality on
the hill where the cathedral and Wander
bit property are; but few blocks away.
where she bathes her neglected feet in
the North river, you can get fiat very
reasonably if you do not care much
about environments. 1t is rather a rocky
neighborhood, musicsi with the bleat of
the nanny goat, reeking with the blended
odors of passe New York-odors that take
one back to the malarial summer fol-
lowing the flood, or the DAYS when
Pharaoh and his hosts began to swell I'D
and float ashore.
Stale beer, overstimulated asparagus
beds, i'll ventilated hotbeds of vice. poor
ly corked all night rum holes. cast off
clothing, cast off children. old and dam
aged marriage ties, unsecured and nom
dividend declaring bonds of wedlock,
purple nosed politicians. dignified and
greatly overeStimated billy goats, mud,
ooze, slime, pestilence, frog works,
stencil and one long, piercing, wailing
cry TO heaven for soap, salvation and
Street Superintendent Beatty, mark the
locality
In strong contrast to all this came the
clean and slistening decks of the Mime
sofa, and the trim and well fed officers
who welcomed us. We went down TO
the wardroom, where l removed nv
beautifully dimpled high hat, and we
sat down to breakfast. At the head of
the table sat Lieutenant Commander F.
S. Houston. commanding: on his right
sat Pay Inspector J. E. Talfree. of the
delirious signature. Next TO the F. E.
Spinner OF the navy came Chaplain s.
ID. Boerom. gentle looking warrior az
ever manned a menu or poulticed a sin |
sick soul Then came Assistant Sur
geon James F. Keeney, who has TO ex-
anime the beys who apply and scruti- |
nize them for physical blemishes. On the /
left of the commander sat Lieut.. 4. r.
Speyers. He was pleasantly situated |
next TO me. Then came Commodore |
Roeder, and next Ensign J. L. Purcell. /
rather like the rough sea fare we /
had. Shall l tell you, gentle reader. /
you sweet thing. you-shall l tell You |
what we hadf Yes, fancy hear you
say, with a mellow ripple of laughter. /
.sen, tnen, viii tell you, provided II |
does not go any further.
AT first we had broiled fresh msckerel-.
ut least think it was. Yes. brciled
mackerel raised on the place. Then
lamb chops, with nice Drowned potatoes
cut In triangular hunks. also hot rolls.
We did not have any horse doovers.
Sometimes they have huitres, but nat