The Yellowstone journal. [volume] (Miles City, Mont.) 1893-1901, 1893-03-29
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The Little Man Who Tackled . Banana
Peel I':cnd.

The Little Man VINO Tackled q Eanan5
Peel Eicnd.
Justice Of the poetic variety overtooS
a banana peel fcnd on lower Broadway
yesterday afternoon. He was "A puffy,
red faced. bloated looking man, with
bleary eyes, IL pink necktie and other
evidences of total dcpravity. The bananas
which furnished him with ammunition
he had purchased of a perambulating
pcddler at the corner of Park place and
Broadway at about 1 o'clock. Munching
them n by II he walked along by
City Hall park and scattered destruction
as he Went.
Just behind him walked "a nervous
looking little man whose black hat and
white choker indicated that he was a
clergyman, an indication which was
borne ont by subsequent events. Pres
entity the little man stepped on one of
the tents banana peels. His feet scared
h~eavenward. and lie landed with a force
that fairly shook the ground. With an
air of Christian resignation he arose and
made "A feeble endeavor 10 remove so,na
OF the mud which he had collected in his
tall. Then he proceeded. with the ex-
preston OF che who would rub himself
II there weren't a crowd around. He
had walked but a few rods when another
banana peel loomed before him. The
little man picked it up gingerly and
looked about him. Just then the fend
in front dropped a third peel. Without
a moments hesitation the M. lister hur-
med forward until he caught up with
him. Holding up the deadly skin before
him he said in a carefully modulated
tone:
u believe you dropped something, sir"
'Humph," replied the fiend, from the
way you look you dropped something
too"
The little mans face fairly bristled
with violently repressed profanity.
Look you. sir" he cried. IL am a
minister of the gospel, sir: Il clergyman.
sir. and ! don't want to say ANYTHING I'M
betting one of my cloth. sir. But |
want to ask you. sir. what ii darnation
you mean by throwing your COMPOUNDED
banana peels under my feet. sir He
waved the aforesaid peel violently about
his head as be spoke.
~ - i~iCt iilhu Slullttl cOlIpltO- |
tuously over the minister's slight figure.
"Wot You goin to do about it, he
sneeTed. 'Pr'aps you'd take a contract
to do me up::'
By this time few people had gathered
about. and the little MAJ noting this
lowered his voice. but there was an omi-
nousiy set expression about his face as
said, II want you to make an apol-
ogy. here and now"
Apology be ID was the reply.
Well, sir, will not strike you,' said
The clergyman, his voice unsteady with
because ! do
Because you amt man enough"
'neered the bigger man. Because YOU
ont-Spt-t-t. Phe-e-e-e-w. Pr-r-r.r-t
Pitt
with a rapid movement the little man
lad damned the banana peel into the big
mans mouth and rubbed it vigorously in.
How do you like that" he inquired,
With evident and unministerial satisfac-
in the performance. The only an
wer was a vicious lunge. which the lit
lie man lodged. Then and there his con-
scrup!es vanished, and he
truck ont with the vlgor and accuracy
+ a champion. The blow took the be-
ana peel fiend under the chin, and over
e went as the minister had gone over "a
ew moments before. There was no
nore fight left in him, and when he
it was only to sink around a cor
er.
The crowd, which was not large. for
ne whole affair had taken less thar a
minute. expressed emphatic approval of
ne ciergyman's performance. He looked
ather sh~amefaced. however. as he pro-
eeded up Broadway. 1
Really" said he IN d neditative tone.
I'm afraid ! lost my temper."- !
York sun. ,