Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1892-10-24
"RED-EOSE' NIKE,
ssrobaccov WHY and Larry the 'Lush."
A Bad Night Among the Bums-Awfui
Experience With Water.


A Bad Night Among the Bums-Awful
Experience With Water.
NeO York Sun.
The bright, warm sun which broke
through the cloudy sky and murky
atmosphere at noon Sunday had
wonderful effect on the vas
army of leisurely gentlemen
known to the world as buns, who live,
when they have the price, in the hotels
in Chatham square and along Park row,
and an hour after il made its appear
ance in the sky the benches in the City
Hall Park were crowded.
All the old-timers were there. "Red
Nose" Mike, Tobacco" Willy, and
Larry the Lush were the conspicuous
ones. Famous characters In their own
world are these three. Fully aware OF
their own importance In the circle
bounded by Mail street on the south
and Canal street on the north, and ex-
tending along Park row through Chat
ham square, the Five Points and Para
disc Park TO the lower Bowery, they
hold themself aloof from the rest OF the
gang, unless a chew of tobacco or a
ball is forthcoming. Saturday night
was a bad night for the buns, and the
word thirst was visible on every face.
"Turrible times, Wiley" said Mike,
in the husky whisper which is only &C
Quired after years of indulgence in
strong liquors.
"Turrible? Well, I should smoker!
Dyer know, Mike, amt had a drink
fer five minutes"
mo, Willy, yer doesn't mean il, does
yer?"
Oats wat l does"
Gee, OATS rough fer fair. Say, how
do it feel?"
mike, if yer loves me, dom ask me
ter describe me anguish. It's der first
since | TUX ter der road wild Larry
here, 'ceptin' once dat it's happened,
and / dom want ter 'sperience IL
again"
when was de first time yer broke
yer record, Willy?"
"'TwaS wen me an Larry here WI
locked up in freight car with only
half pint atween US and twenty miles
to ride. When we got ter der place we
finished der bottle seven minutes afore
der bloke wild der buttons opened de
door. Mike, l tell yer, it wuz awful,
wuzn't it, Larry?"
= No answer.
81 say; Larry, der yer member dat
'casion?"
No answer.
"Wen, be gee, Mike, dyer know dat
Larry is der LATEST gent out er work
dat l knows? May l never chaw anud-
der chaw if he amt dead asleep"
Damned if he amt! Say, Willy,
yez didn't rest yer weary limbs at der
CIarentine last eve, did yer?"
Nope, me and Larry here divided a
couch in dat Bayard-street joint, where
der weary and tired wild little coin are
allowed ter battle wild animals OF red,
red hue for de sum of ten cents. Me
and Larry shared bed, an dough l
loves him like q brudder aud would
share a bail wild him right now II | had
de price, draws de line at sleepln wld
a man wat 'siSts on eetin' grapes In oed
all night l dom mind de grapes or de
chawin', but can't stand de rustlln' or
de tissue paper sheets as he lodges MS
head in an out"
WAT does he do dat for, Willy?"
"Why. tell yer der man is der LATEST
mug outer work. He won't Swaily de
skins cuz he's afeard of hurtin' his weak
digestion, and bein' too lazy ter take
'em out o. his mouth and fling dem on
de floor, he spits dem high in de air
and den lodges under de cloes to es-
cape dem when dey fail. Does yer
blame me fer wantin' separate 0ed?'
mo, Willy, can't say as ! does. But
dat amt O marker ter a 'sperience l
once had wild Gurglin Tommy, dat hair
Tipped bloke wat was drowned las SUM-
mer tryin' ter save a bottle of rum wat
somebody dropped from 'scursion
boat. Me and Tommy slept tergether
one night las winter in der poor mans
house in Chicago. Dey wuz only
one bed fer der both OF US, and
durin' der night Tommy woke me up
yellin' fer water. Mind dat, water. l
seq, Tommy, yer don't mean dat. Yes,
l do: yes, do he yelled, and up he
springs and begins TO drink from glass
in the room. Oar was pitcher full OF
de stuff, and blambed If Tommy didn't
bring it ter bed wild him, and gurgle IT
all night. Oh, it wuz sickenin' ter listen
ter him. Der mex mornin', would yer
b'lieve it, he denied dat he had drank
any water tall. Said if he did he mnst
have been dom it in his sleep. We'll, l
tol' him. l couldn't travel wild such as he
an we parted right dere."
"Wel, here comes dat big copper;
let's git," and, rousing Larry the Lush
with poke in his ribs, the three shin
ing lights Of the tired fraternity shut
fed away.