Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-06-12
BRAIN, Drawn, BESSEMER.

| the Presence of Athletes - Love Of
Chickens Not Necessarily Inclusive OF
Chicken Quarrels-Alone and Dumb in
Paris.
The Bessemer Steel Works at Homestead
are continually being inspected by visitors
to Pittsburg. People here do not know
SO much about them IS they should, for, like
Niagara Falls their worshipers come Usually
from across the sea: or. as in the case Of the
Alps, it takes Tartarin from Tarascon in
France to appreciate them.
young lady was staying with friends in
Pittsburg. She was prominent in college
circles, and herself the Greek tutor in
women's university. Her thirst for tnforma-
tion led her friends to suggest visit to
Homestead. The next morning the visitor
did not put In an appearance at breakfast, q
not unusual result of some peoples untiring
hunt for the qualification of their curiosity.
Jimmie" said the head OF the house as
she poured the coffee, addressing her re-
mark to the foot of the table, twas delighted
with Bessemer, and what do you suppose
she reveled in most?"
The host mentally gauged her from che
point OF view Of Homer and Her0dotus,
and thinking Greek young ladies more easy
of comprehension than Greek writer's re-
ssponded. "! should guess Jimmie would
love to watch the huge crane with its won
deriul almost human, fingers reaching out to
clutch the hot billets.-Didn't she 60 wild
over the trip hammer?"-
Or was it not the converter as 1t emptied
out the molten steel into the ingot molds
and sent up its millions Of sparks?
MY dear, you are all wrong" was the
triumphant rejoinder that hoated down the
table in company with the aroma from the
FAST approaching cup of coffee, "Jimmte
may have seen all these things, for her sight
is not unimpa red, but let me tell You, the
only remark she made was whispered in my
ear after we left, and that was-what? That
she had never seen finer specimens of men
than those workmen."
Down toppled another mans notion OF
higher education for women, but though
less Greek, this young woman was really
more Greek to him than ever.
Tolegraphed Homo for His Address.
Just after everybody has viewed the
sunset from the steamer it is time for the
men to go to the smokeroom. There they
smoke, sing songs, get unco' happy and
swap yarns" The tales of the smokeroom
always have flavor of exaggeration about
them, as though they had been built bigger
than they ought to be, so as to be seen
through tobacco smoke, or startling enough
to penetrate the happiness. A few of these
tales filter out among the women. The mar
ried men tell them in their cabins, the un-
married men repeat them in the moonlight.
1t Is needless to say whether by moonlight
Or cabin, but one tale that bears hard OH
North of England man was heard about five
minutes after fellow-countryman had
given it out in the smokeroom.
A native OF Cumberland where the people
are cousins-german with the Scotch, left his
native country poor man and came to
America. He was prosperous, and finally
became wealthy. With money came the de-
known. He wished to become man Of the
world. He would like to 20 to Paris. Re-
turning to England he unbosomed himself
to his friends. Up among the Cumberland
Iol .dnra
best plan for their kinsman to see France.
The curriculum OF the average English
parish schools, unfortunately, did not in
clude French, and, therefore, he required an
Cody person, one who would introduce the
young millionaire to pious Paris, indeed.
About two days sufi1ced Of "pious Paris"
Then the Englishman "cut and ran" for q
few hours from his reverend cicerone and
saw a Paris where lemonade is unknown.
About midnight he lett several friends at a
he was in a charmingiy forgetful state. Tho
name of the hotei was as completely e faced
from his recollec lion as his own name was
at that moment from the recording angels
know English. He shouted English at them.
They returned French to him. He stamped.
They gesticulated. Then a prophet
in Israel rose up and suggested the police
station, and to the police station he was
taken. The force OF his Scotch ancestry
rose to the emergency and he bethought to
wire to the North Of England for his ad-
dress. His friends were routed out in Cum
berland, and amid many calculations Of
pity and indignation at so ungodly town
where the name of a mans hotel even was
taken from him the address was teie-
graphed back. About O'Clock In the
the hotel was reached. The follow
ing evening ''hookey" was played again
from Sunday school, but this time the Hotel
Splendide. was written across page of the
note book.
He'd Seen a Cbickeu OuarreI
The American Minister prior to the Hon.
VIM. L. soruggs, the present scholarly and
polished plenipotentiary at the Court of
Venezuela, was much liked by the Caracans.
Mr.. Scott, like all well-behaved gentlemen
Of middle age, was married, and unfortu-
nately Mrs. Scott was not SO agreeable a dose
as the Minister. After lovely feminine
fashion, she never merely liked, she fairly
dotted. Nor was there any half way about
her dislike. They were the blackest of hates.
Mrs. Scott dotted on Sunday school and mis-
sionary work. and she hated-well she hated
q ho st of things. MI. Scott had a fashion of
slipping Off from SO much positivity now |
and then. A friend persuaded him to go to |
4 chicken fight. and the Minister is reported |
to have entered into the spirit of things to the
extent OF shouting " Bravo ave., and IND pounding G
course she hated chickens in any form ex- |
cept roast, boiled or stewed. She got Mr.. |
Scott at a disadvantage, and gave him what
is termed q "curtain lecture" about his going |
to what she termed a chicken quarrel" 1t |
eaked out Whether through the Minister |
Dr. his wife is not known. But poor Mr.. |
scott had to stand deal OF chatting from |
his Spanish friends over his visit to
chicken quarrel"
The Child Who Became n Man.
When the Hon. Henry L Gourley was
young man he was a schoolmaster for some
lime in Pittsburg ward school, and there
made the acquaintance of boy who after
ward became one of the most oDstreperous
members of the City Councils. This small
BOY had just been transferred from a dame
chool, governed by fine old Irish woman,
where he had learned to write his letters SO
arge that it was a days journey to 90 round
hem. The public schools were having in
reduced into them tho patent copybook,
With close lines and small letters. The little
BOY worked hard for awhile over the small,
,ramped poothooks and turns, and then I'M
,ulsively let his energy out some where in
he middle of the page in one OF Mrs.
Aalone's large CAS-"
Mr.. Gourley happened by and saw it. The
mall boys head was raped harshly by Mr..
iourley's knuckles. The next minute he
leard something swish by his ear, land
lgainst the blackboard and fall In bits to the
loor. Then Mr.. Gourley glared at his three
oothigh assailant, and at the broken ink
,ottle. But he was six feet. and TT was
,ut the half of that, and the matter was as
iifficult to mend at that end as was the ink
,ottle at the other.
MARION CRAWFORD GALLAHER.