Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-08-17
A LOOK AROUND.

IT IS about time somebody put spikes in
| the iron railing about the Court House OF
that policeman was kept employed there
driving away the sitters. This has become
| Paradise for fellows who expect TO get a job
| next week. They foul the pavement with
| toby butts and tobacco and the air with
| anecdotes and oaths 1t is about the last
place in town suitable for such an assem-
blage, and it is the duty of somebody to see
to it that the splendid building is not pol.
luted by such gatherings Nine-tenths OF
the men who go there have no sort of busi-
ness there. If there is no fund for an active
policeman. why not run a wire out from the
] dynamo and charge the railing with cleo
tricity, which is always vigilant and does not
do business at any OF the saloonsf
| VALE KNoxIANAi In neat but tiny
| little cottage on Highland avenue. on the
right hand as You went toward the reservoir
| and within a few doors of Station street,
| there was for 20 years and more shrine sa-
cred to the younger portion of the popula-
| tion of that section of the East End. Thfther
came boys and girls from the adjacent pub
lie school, or from the great or little houses
along the avenue or in the bye-streets.
| Thither also came nursery maids with
| helpless charges in perambulators, and
thither, too, came even a clientele of elders,
i and they were all conjured to this wee shop
| by the magic of lollypops. They were OF
astonishing sweetness and eternal fresh
ness, and those wondrous arrangements of
molasses and peanuts which appeal to the
| Juvenile stomachs in squares at q cent per
| square; there also, were to be found small
| pancake-shaped masses Of brown. prickly
with stringy cocoanut or cubes OF chocolate,
within which lurked a sweetened whityness
n In nQn
old-fashioned. seductive putterscotch, and
those bullets which require no gun to kill
withal, the cheerful "bulleyes;' and then
for extreme youth careering gingerbread
horses and astonishing dogs with pink eyes.
| And above all was the kindly smile and old
time courtesy of Miss Knox herself, who
had sold sweeties in her time to the mothers
and for aught I know to the grandmothers
of those who are now debutantes or belong
to college football teams! Alas it has all de-
parted, and where the bit of cottage stood a
row of modern brickeries is now in the
hands of painter and decorator. The good
old lady lives, believe, and lives in COM
fort somewhere, and there is many tongue
to wish her peace and sunshine in her time
OF twilight.
ALL hail Chicagol Would she could lend
Pittsburg some Of her self-esteem and
cHSrSy' IL tucro Is ANYONE ou edrtH WIN
can solve the old probem-how can man
lift himself over a fence by his own boot
straps?-it is some gentleman from the City
of Protoplasm. A few days ago, in speak
ing of the ill effects of labor disorders upon
Pittsburg and the need for corrective action
on our part, I alluded to the fact that men
who had desired to erect two large manu-.
featuring plants here had given up the idea
because of these troubles. Before 4S hours
elapsed an energetic agent of Chicago con-
cern waited upon me in the office to obtain
the names and addresses of those concerned
in thetwo ventures alluded to in order to
lay before them the advantages of his town.
1t did not matter what they wanted to
manu- acture, he felt sure Chicago was just
the place for them and could offer unrivaled
facilities for their business. If he did not
happen to have locations to suit he had
friends who did have plenty of the right
kind. Now, what can you hope to accom-
plish against such nerve and promptness as
thisf 1t is the very essence of Chicago. 1t
explains the growth of the place by one
single incident. Put this in your hat all ye
strolling Pittsburgers and forget not the
place of your habitat. Let the country hear
OF Pittsburg occasionally and see what will
como of it.
IT was on a street in Algiers. A man
was walking along in an aimless manner
amid crowd of all colors and races when
he heard some one say: "Hello! DR.. Frank!''
He stopped in astonishment and turned
quickly to see stranger warmly shake
hands with another stranger near him-both
English. One of them was DR.. Frank Nc
Donald, of Pitsburg, who wrote to q friend
saving he had just been able to get away
from Monte Carlo, but he had friend who
knew a man who had enough money to get
them all homo. He is still in Algiers,
THE dullness of business is sending many
a man away on vacation who has not had
a holiday in years. 1 know several men.
who ordinarily abominate a summer outing,
who have packed their trunks and started
forth this year because there was next to
nothing doing at home. Speaking or holi-
days. while walking on an East End street
recently, saw the following sign on ne
door OF q prosperous looking general store:
"Closed. At picnic at Iolewild."