The sea coast echo. [volume] (Bay Saint Louis, Miss.) 1892-current, 1892-03-26
1T WAS THE YELLOW HORN.
The Dutchman's Clarionet That "Hoo-
doed the Circus"


doed the Circus.'
"Yes, we're back again." he sighed,
as he gnawed one of the angles off a
gutta-percha sandwich, land, if any
body should ask you, we left Dutch
man down in Texas who wasn't expect
ed to live when we pulled stakes"
He was an ancient circus man, and
with small but select party of his
friends was occupying table in one of
the strictly theatrical saloons on the
opposite prompt side of Union square.
What did the Dutchman have to do
with it?" he continued, in response to
query from the serio-comic that sat be-
side him. ''Well, just about every
thing. When Quirlk was making up the
show, he left the band to the last, SO
we picked 'em up on the jump, so to
speak. Katzmeyer - that was the
Dutchman's name-was signed about
an hour before we started and only just
caught the boat
"We sailed out of this town with one
of the best ring shows that ever rustled
sawdust. It was an all-round corker,
and we had some acts that Barnum
couldn't beat, SO it didn't surprise us
when we started in at Galveston with
rip staving good business, and kept it
up right along for three straight weeks.
We knocked out everything that came
against us, and Quirk began to think of
adding freak exhibit and taking the
whole show over to Australia next sea-
son.
"One night, in the gayest kind of a
Texas town, katzmeyer came into the
mems dressing-tent with long parcel
under his arm and smile like cash
in pie.
"I my instroomint brake by acci-
dence,' he said, but haf alretty yet
anoder. Py chimminy, it vas bar
gains, also, too and waving the parcel
in triumph he waltzed out to get ready
| for thesgrand entree.
Half an hour later Eddie Thomas
Skinned up the rope to do his flying
| trapeze act, and as he was standing on
the bar saw him look into the band
stand and grow pale Three minutes
afterward he missed turn, fell, and
broke couple of ribs.
| ''As we were carrying him out of the
ring he whispered to me: Bill, that
Dutchman's got yellow clarionet, and
1 said to him: Eddie, we'll bust up
in week. When told Quirk about
it he nearly had fit. For an out-and-
| out hoodoo you can't beat a yellow
clarionet in ten years, and my estimate
of week was too liberal by far. The
next three days was one steady process
sion of accidents and bad business and
though we tried our darndest to get
that clarionet away from him the
Dutchman couldn't be fooled into Civ
ing it up On the fourth day cyclone
wrecked the tent, killed half the ami
mails, and stopped the show for good
''Quirk called us together at the ho-
tel, told us the jig was up, and gave us
our fares home-all except Katzmeyer.
"'You busted my show with that
yellow agony pipe of yours he said to
him, and now you can get back on
skates for all I care Then we took
Katzmeyer out on the street and pound
ed him with his clarionet until some
Salvation Army guys swept him to-
gether and carried him away
II tell you it never failed yet-one of
them instruments II smash up circus
quicker than a collision, 4s5
And the waiter was requested to fill
'em up again.-N. Y. Commercial Ad-
| vertiSer.