St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-07-14
MINNEAPOLIS.
NOTE AND COMMENT.

-'Ta-ra-rum! Ta-ra-rum. - with the accent
on The last syllable. croaked the bullfrog III
the pool. then plunged into the Shiny depths,
throwing up a shower of slvery, cleaning
drops and starting countless circles Oh their
ever widening way. What SO suddenly
hnsned !. the bullfrog's midnight serena i,
There 1t is-ihe disturber OF the songbirds
OF night Mysterious figure, it stands
out above the black pool, robed in
snowy white, slartlingly distinct against the
Background of night. Spirit or mortal,
edge of those inky waters. Now ii stops. 1t
> peers around now eagerly looking for some
thing. See! 1t rubs its eyes. Surely it
must be mortal and imagines itself dreaming.
No spirit was ever known TO rub its eyes.
All! 1t moves again! Instinct with
life, it advances rapidly. now stops
10 repeat that intense examination of
the pool at its feet and again
ing 10 scarcely touch the earth. and here it
comes bounding with the vigor of the ahte
lope. 1t draws near. Yes, mortal it is and
II wears the face of pale old man. His
wind:tossed drifts, and Struggling gray locks
bleaehed by the chemicals of Times labora-
tory are stirred by the fitful breeze. from
beneath bushy brows CLEAN eyes feyerlshly
form falls the nightrobe in careless fold. The
wthered lips move. Hush. lie would
speak, He does speak, in voice quivering
with pent-up emotion.
oh thou all-seeing stars. and thou, oh.
pale moon, watchful in ali thy serenity !.
Thou dost know the excess of my joy Thou
dost know how have watched and waited
for this day, Thou hast seen my limbs grow
weak, my steps falter. my eyes take on the
dimness OF old age. while beside yon dark
pool | kept nightly vigil and sought to
draw from the future some answer to my
souls weird yearning for light the
answer that has come OH this
most iovous dav! No more I'll
wander meath the shades of night nor lift
my hands i'll impotent suppiication to thee:
Back 10 my bed L II creep. no more to venture
forth until carried TO that spot where thou
shalt see naught but a little mound of fresh
earth. and seeing, know that beneath lies
ali that was mortal Of me! lis the begin
ming of the end see. Thy ruler and mine
hast not vouchsaf9d that should look upon
the contamination. But die content go
far away 10 my eternal home land on that
distant shore I'll await my son's-perchance
my grandson. There, surrounded by the
perfection of all things good. III hear glad
tdmSs of the completion of what have
lived long to see, but can only see begun =
The filling of Hoag's lake.
Republican papers are having fit because
Supt Gross did not rush down to their of
fees and tell them that a prisoner had
escaped. and of course their files show that
John West when superintendent. always
did that some thing-did il in EVERYONE OF the
numerout cases of like nature.
The members of the late Minneapolis base
ball team would, judging from their re-
marks. prefer playing ION the bench" TO
playing on the chairs i'll front of the Bruins
wick.
Booksellers have many queer experience
during business hours, as the following little
story told Icy Raymer. the ''o'd book man."
at the book and news dealers banquet last
night will attest:
A tall young man, attired in the latest fash
ion and wearing bang" called on him
one day. and. after strutting up and down
the store for a few moments said:
Say, bookseller, want a copy Of Shake
speare-rhe last edition.
The last edition. asked Mr.. Raymer,
surprised The last edition.
That's what | said" was The arrogant re-
spouse; II want the last edition out-up TO
date.
ton. bearing the publishers date of 1891. lie
handed it 10 the scholar. who. after seeing
thatit was up 10 date paid for it and went
out.
oh, shaaes of immortal shakespeare
Another gentleman called and asked the
clerk for copy of Tupper's (poems) Proven
bal Philosophy. The clerk. though we'll
read and thoroughly conyersant with litera-
tEre. is very absent minded. He was busy
inquired for the BOOK. so he turned and re-
marked abstractedly:
Just look for it in that shelf of scientific
books. You'll'find it there if anywhere
Thomas Lowry could improve his news
paper property by assuming active editorial
management. He has, in his letters to Joseph
Nheeleck, way of expressing himself
Clearly that readers of his paper have long
looked for III its editorial columns. -
= Another ssEant-; a.iyartiSar for tscpy-
enty-five feet of good secondhand hose and
Ieel.'' a man who wants that much reel
: shopid hire a band and get the Virginia
variety.
There is acertain old drunkard who fire.
quents tie saloons on Hennepin avenue,
across from the city hall. To quote bin,
"Eatin amt it; booze is Their stuff He was
gloriously drunk yesterday afternoon and,
having no money, bothered the bartenders
of one of the places very much. He wanted
drink-lIo matter what 1t was, If II was only
"a drink. " Finally the bartender became
tired of the old sot's importunings and de-
termined TO get rid of him if possible. He
took pail and filed it from the big metal
receptacle used behind the bar for the Stops
and washings of beer and whisky glasses.
He handed the pail and glass 10 the. old fell
low and told him TO go into the alley and I'LL
up.
He did ''ill up with avengeance. He went
Into the alley and souatting down placed
the pail of sloGs between his legs, drinking
every drop of the vile stuff
Its little work. he said 10 the bartender
who came out TO watch him, but it's better IL
nothin, betcher life"
The old fellow was as bloated and rotlnd
Is Fallstaff ard Toby Belch when he had
emptied the pail. lie rolled over like a
chloroformed pig. and as he lay with his
head resting on lot of old tomato cans and
banana Feelings some one fastened card i'll
his hat which read:
Cart him off 10 Dwight!'
"Tfhe town is quieter than deaf mute
dead, cremated and inurned.'' was the way
che anxious business man put it yesterday.