St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-11-01
TERRY THE SWELL"
He Was Sent to the Hospital Be-
cause He Praised Minneapolis.

cause he Praised M1nncapoIiS.
Two bootblacks, Jerry Dawson, nick
named Gerry the Swell" because on
Sundays he appears on the street wear
ing ''biled" shirt, and Johnny Nc
CURE, got into discussion last
night concerning which was the largest
city in the world. Terry the Swell in
sisted that Minneapolis was the metrop-
oils OF the universe in point of size, and
Johnny maintained there were more
scholars in the public schools of Chi
cago than could be accommodated with
sleeping apartments in the whole state
of Minnesota. Neither could make the
finally the "word" was passed be-
tween them. Together with a host of
fellow blacks they repaired to the alley
back of Gavin'S livery stable OH First
avenue south. A chip was placed on
Johnny's shoulder, aud Terry the Swell
Knocked it off. The battle that followed
the knocking off of the chip was royal
one, even though the blood which
flowed was plebeian.
johnny hit Terry the Swell blow in
the nose, causing that member to bleed
profusely.
Hi, hi! Johnny's got first BLOOD"
yelled his admirers.
Eyer bet yer life he can't do me, for
all dat" said Terry the Swell. swinging
his right on the smutty right cheek OF
the youth VINO praised Chicago as
against the Flour city.
Tie LiliputiaD pugllists then came
together like the coalition of pair Of
Kansas cyclones. Johnny bit the Swell
Oh the nose, and that fastidious black
kicked Johnny in the pit of his stomach.
The wind blew drearily through the
narrow alleyway, bringing with
each gust an odor of the stable.
Neither Terry the Swell, nor Johnny,
nor the friends Of both, took
heed of the tainted wind. The fight
waged fiercer and fiercer every moment.
1t was nip and tuck who would win.
First Terry the Swell was on top, and
then Johnny interposed his ragged
form between the light of the SwelPs
eyes and the leaden sky.
When the battle was at it's height, a
shadow fell across the alley and hack
entered from the First avenue side.
The alley was narrow, and it was all
the driver could do to pilot him
self through the foui-smelling place.
The bootbackS and neWSboyS scat
tered when they saw the hack, but
Johnny and Terry the Swell were too
much engrossed i'll pummeling each
other to listen to the warning cries OF
their companions. They rolled over
and over in the mud, punching and
biting at every roll The hackman did
not see the pair, and they were soon
under his horses hoofs. Johnny escaped
without a scratch, but not so Terry the
Swell.
Terry the Swell was hurt. He was
carried into Hoffln's drug store, on the
corner of First avenue and Washing
ton. A physician was called, and he
examined the little fellow. He said:
Tine boys back is injured. He must
be sent home at once"
But Terry the Swell had no home, sc
the central station patrol wagon hur-
ried him off to the city hospital. He
looked white and wan through the coat
ing of mud on his face. He was hurt,
and hurt badly. just as the patro
wagon moved away from the curb, and
started on its trip to the hospital, Terry
the Swell murmured from between his
white lips:
81 wasn't licked, though. and | kin
prove that Minneapolis is de biggest
place in de world"
Poor Terry the Swell.