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The evening world., 1893-07-07
OlO JACKS LAST LONG WALK.
1t Will Be a Triumphal March
Down Broadway.
Then lie Will 10 Turned Loose in
Green Fields to End His Days.

In all probability the last long walk
that will ever be taken by Jack, the
veteran Central Park donkey. will be
tomorrow forenoon, when he will form
the central figure in triumphal march
down broadway on the way to his fu-
ture home at Cloverdalc Stock Farm.
in Montgomery County, Pa.
AS has been told In THE Evening
World lack has been bought by A. Il.
Moore, the wealthy horseman, OF Phil
adclphia, after twenty-three years ser
vice In Central PARK. where thousands
upon thousands of juvenile New Workers
have enjoyed the pleasure of riding on
his sturdy little back at n nickel n ride.
Jacks departure will no doubt be the
occasion OF mingled sorrow and JOY on
the part OF Jacks army Of little friends.
And there are a good many grown up
people who will swallow Jumps In their
to go out of their lives.
Not n few OF the prosperous business
men by whose establishments the little
Frss d0RhtE NIX w donRns T she
happy days when they sat astride Jack :
back and had their dinners shaken UP
by the jolty gait which as been one OF
tered the service. Twenty-three years
ago some now grown-up people were
quite Young
There may be touch OF sentiment in
this story, but II Is warranted by the
fact that when Jack was sold at auc-
ton. a couple OF weeks ago. sentiment
rar DIP the bidding to 1896, at which
price poor plodding Jack was rescued
from the clutches OF persons who wished
him to continue In service as money
maker.
Never before did a donkey. worth In
his prime about $50. bring such price.
Jack will start from Auctionccr
George p Morgan's warerooms Forty
second street and Broadway. at lC
o'clock sharp tomorrow forenoon. He
will be decorated with flags and a big
placard making known his identity and
the price paid for him. Led by faith.
full friend, Samuel Irving. he will trot
down the great thoroughfare to Liberty
st; eet ferry. and, after crossing the
North River, will be consigned to a
palace horse-car. engaged for the oc'
casion by Mr.. Moore.
Jack will arrive at Cloverdale Farm
via the Philadelphia and Reading Rail
road. tomorrow afternoon. and will he
1t once turned into the green fields
there to browse away his declining
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SHE MAY BE UP THERE YET.
Tho Old Farmer Wanted 1t Tried
Upon His Wife First.

A son OF the soil who was as crafty az
he was free with his relatives, APP
preached the ticket office of the elevator
leading to the roof OF the Manufactures
lady ticket seller:
BE you sure these elevators is safe?"
"0h. perfectly" the lady ticket seller
said, without missing chew OF her
frntti-tutti.. says the Chicago Tribune.
We'll, don't know bout It," he said
stepping back and looking up at the web
OF light ironwork, through whcih the ele-
vators were noiselessly gliding. 1T
looks pretty flmsy. DO you want to try
it?" he asked his wife, plain-looking
woman OF evident rural antecedents.
She. having the boldness bred OF igno-
rance, expressed a desire to try 1t, when
he again approached the window and
said:
How many,s been killed on these ma
chimes SO far"
ron, they are perfectly safe. not a
single accident yet"
We'll. l dunno" he doubtfully unused,
with another look upward. do you
want to try 1t, Jennie o.
She said she did.
What does 1t cost, miss?'
Round trip. 25 cents
Looks to me like perpendicular
But the tickle: seller only frowred and
impatiently tapped the desk with pack
age of tickets.
"Other people waiting behind you, SIR
she said, as the man hesitated.
"Is 1t 25 cents for one?"
"Yes."
"Well. Jennie, perhaps you'd better go
and " you like 1t come back and tell me
and I'll GO"
/ Jennie went. while her weak, undecided
husband stood with open mouth ant
staring eyes, and watched the elevator
watt her to the dizzy heights above.
The reporter was called away at thi,
interesting juncture. and hence is un
certain whether Jennie ever came dowI
] Or
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WOULDN'T STAY DOWN.
This Boy Met some Failures, but
surmounted Thsm All.

A Portland clergyman tells a story
of the grit Of Il Maine man who might
be thrown down, but wouldn't stay
there says the Lewiston Journal
He started in business when little
was twenty-onc had what seemed to
him to be n fortune of $1,000. Every
dollar he had worked SO hard to make
was lost in one night, and the young
man was forced to begin anew.
He went to an inland city In New
York. and at twenty-nine sold out his
interest in n business IN which he had
become connected and retired with $50.
Ooo. lie entered the Office Of a leading
physician rs student, worked hard
and had just been made an NJ. u. when
his old partner fnilcd. and. having in
dorseti his notes. the young doctor found
himself without n dollar,
He borrowed $500 OF a brother-in law
and went West. He struck for the larg-
est city In the State, opened an office
and waited for fortune to come his way.
In n few days the Governor Of the State
was taken suddenly sick in the night.
messenger was sent for the family
physician. but he was not in; search
was made for some doctor. and the
young man from Maine was found at
home. He took the case. cured the
Governor and soon had more than he
could attend to. He made money. In.
vested in real estate, was elected
Mayor and held other officcs. and died
president of three banks and railroad
and worth $99D0oO
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SENATOR STANFORD.

The real reason why the, late Senator
Stanford left Port Washington and
crossed the plains to California was
not mentioned In the newspaper obitu-
aries. says the Chicago Post
stanford and young man named
Blake came west from Albany together,
stopped at Chicago. did not like the
looks OF the town and pushed on 10 Port
Washington. Wisconsin town which
was then having. q tremendous boom.
They both thought 1t was to be the
large city of the Northwest.
stanford. who was lawyer, opened an
Office hung out a shingle. and at the
first election ran for DistrctAttorney.
He didn't get any votes 10 speak OF, The
day after the election he went to Blake
and said: Il never can hold up my head
in this town again. I'm disgustcd and
unhappy. Good-by, I'm going to get
out"
Where are you GOING" asked Blake,
II don't know and / don't care. All
want is to get away from here
So he left. came down to Chicago. met
some Albany people who We're going
to the gold fields of California and joine l
them
If the voters OF Port Washington had
given him their ballots there would be
no university at Palo Alto.
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homage OF this young savant' For
there is no contradlcting that he has
been paying me the most marked at
tentiOn the whole evening. Just now
too. Violette passed me in his arms. and
| heard them mention my name.
| am only year or two older than he
is, and look much younger, l have
such hair; such a complexion, too.
\ professor,
Well n professor would do for me.
lie would be serious. steady and
domest!s.
What foolish ideas, to be surel How
treacherous these balls are! Dear me!
Dear me,
Ha! here comes the very object OF
these reflections. He seems to be
strangely moved.
"Maiemoiselle." he begins In a soft
voice. II should like to speak to you.
My action may seem to you somewhat
improper, but you are so good and sweet
that ! know you will forgive me
have fer a certain young girl here very
much affection and respect. | want to
make her my companion through life.
Tell me that can find in you helper
oh, tell me that you will not turn me
away! Here he takes my hand)
Il know that It is not to you that l
should speak in the first place. but to
your brother-in-law, but you have so
much influence In your family. you are
so loved and respected, l wish 10 place
nv fate In your hands"
NV hand is stih in his. | am lost in
a dream Of JOY i beg of you. Miss
Pauline. TO say yes" he continued
softly.
In u slow, painful volce answered:
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AUNT PAULINE'S DEBUT.
Her Lore Affair at u Ball and the Mis-
take She Made.
am thir.y-eight years of age. and

I am thir.y-eight years Of age. and
am young girl.
Tonight / am 10 go TO the first ball
Of my life. Just imagine my emotions!
You ask perhaps how 1t is that have
not earlier In my life become acquainted
with the delicious sensation of debu-
tante In the great world of fashion.
Well, in the first place l lived with
my grandmother among the meadows
and woods of far Brittany, out of the
way of all invitation to dances or din
hers. and in the second place the brill
iancy and excitement of a life OF fash
Ion had always had for me a sort OF
mimic terror. But now "Je suis Parish
enne," l am in the gay metropolis OF
fashion. and / have learned how to be
proud and digniied In the midst OF It all
and to carry myself as BELTS a young
woman of the world / live with my
sister. and l go with my niece, a girl
or seventeen, to the balls, parties and
gay entertainments that are in vogue.
MY medtations have just been broken
IN upon by the irrepressible gayety OF
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my youngest niece, Rose. She Is dane
ing round me. throwing her arms and
legs In the air a little more than de-
cency allows, and she Is shouting at
the top of her voice:
Aunt Pauline Is going to the ball
What a joke! Aunt Pauline is going to
the BALI"
Are you really going to dance.
auntie? she asks me seriously. Are
you going with all the other girls"
why not. indeed?" 1 answered. "I
don't think I shall be ou: OF place
there"
A delicious feeling creeps over me.
feel a soft pressure, two strong arms
around my neck. a soft cheek next mine
and whispered words OF love and fiat
terry. Rose interrupts my meditation
with:
"Auntie. dear. you will be the belle
Of the ball"
At length We are ready to start.
Dressing had been successfully accom-
plished-but what tortures! had to
strangle myself to make my corset Mt
round my slender waist, and my dress
The evening world., 1893-07-07
RAILROADS AND RAILROAD MEN.
News and Gossip Of Interest In
Transportation CirclsA

Trafic Manager Emerson, Of the At
lantic Coast line. Is In town.
Miss Roberts. Of this city. who is to
Chicago. Milwaukee and st; Paul, Is
said to be a relative Of President Rob-
erts. Of the Pennsylvania.
Presidents Clark, OF the New Haven.
and Depew, of the New York Central.
will both be passengers on the Majestic,
which sails for Europe next Wednes-
day.
The Great Northern is Issuing 5000
mile tickets at the rate Of 1-2 cents
per mile, limited to one year, with the
mile mile ticket Contract, and valid over all
its lines, besides the Canadian F'acinc
betwel eln Emerson or Gretna and Win
nipeg
The Erie is making improvements
in the Jersey City terminus in the shape
Of new fences.
President Chauncey NJ. Depew. Of
the New York Central, puts a quietus
to n popular rumor by stating that the
Vanderbilts have not purchased any IN
terest in the Reading, ana nave no IN
tention OF so doing.
President jeffrey. Of the Denver and
Rio Grande is in the city.
Third Vice President Webb, Of the
New York Central. will arrive from
Europe tomorrow on the New York
All Broadway ID talking about the
baseball game which takes place to-
morrow at Marion, N. j., between mines
Of the local Pennsylvania Railroad pas
senger department.
The Pennsylvania has taken the in
itiative in cheap Worlds Fair excur.
sions out Of Cincinnati by fixing a u
rate for a ten-day trip.
An era of economy has reached the
| Jersey Central, and as a result Its pain,
shops at Elizabethport have been closed
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lcge and OF his present pupils. My fine
dancers name is NJ. Artus, and he is Il
professor at Condorcet)
II takes the form OF n regular auto
biography.
jacques passes us at this moment, and
i stop him.
Jacques, my good friend, bring me n
sandwich; I'm getting hungry"
1t was not very polite. All the worse.
II is IA lesson for NJ. Artus, and In order
to make II more complete | waltz with
Jacques directly afterwards.
How delicious II is to dance with a
really good dancer. As l look around
the room and see all those poor mammas
sitting like wallhowers In their chairs
without single man to talk TO. really
feel pity for them.
II is too terrible.
How does NJ. Artus take my rudeness
II aeems he watches me sadly. Not n
bit OF it, The moment the waltz Is over
he comes up TO me. ana without any
bitterness in his manner says, II am de-
lighted. mademoiscllc to see that your
tiredncss has LEFT YOU
It is nevertheless fact that am
getting weary Indeed, with the help
Of Jacques and NJ. Artus | have scarcely
missed dance.
Noyons let me get into this wide
armed fautcuil AMI try TO pull myself
together again and look the situation in
the face. ! fear that there must be
something wrong with my head. II not,
how then is It possible that the wise
and serious Pauline ear be dancing
here in cloud of silks and satins, like
any other frivolous little butterfly OF
society? How can | be receiving the
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reflective, and his high forehead has
already lost something OF Its fresh
youthfulness. He asks at once for the
next dance-a set OF lancers As We
dance his flow Of conversation never
ceases. He tells me that he has Just
danced with Violette. who has told him
great deal about me, and that for
long time past he has been most anxious
TO meet and know me
He pays me delicate compliment
about my wafer colors he saw n, Nine
Beray's. q paint In my spare hoursD
altogether. what a charming partner,
and how short that set Of lancers
seemed But he asks for another dance
"A polka After the polka he asks me
for quadrlllc | begin TO get afraid
that hts marked attention may compro-
mise me. But how am to tell him SO?
just now, when he was looking at me-
his eyes werc very soft and tender
| wonder II the dancers are beginning
to notice what conquest have made
What an example for Violctte, though
II she should ever know that had in the
slightcs; degree encouraged this man, 1t
Is certainly time to make him feel that
hts attentions have passed the limits ~
good taste. Just at this moment he
comes up and asks me for schottischo
Il am very tired. monsieur. I think
! VIII rest n little" ] answered firmly.
Then, II you permit me, mademoi-
selle. | will keep YOU company"
Really this IL assuming the proper
tions OF IA persecution. l look at him
with naughty air and answer not
word, But 1t Is no Use. lie has already
commenced the conversation, lie talks
about his childhood. OF his life at col
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4 BIG FISH STORY.
swo Boatmsn Attempt to Guido
Each Others Yarn.

As We strolled down to the boat
house from the Greenwood Lake Club
house VIC overheard some OF the guides
telling fish stories AS we had lust
heard batch OF them at the club
house from the members, we had some
curiosity to learn whether the members
or their guides cxcclled In this. the most
important requisite for n good fisher
man. says Forest and Stream.
I'VE were rowing up the arm OF the
lake" said Garrison. when we saw
straight ahead very rough water, as II
water there. 1t was right smooth where
we We're. so we went ahead to see what
II was"
II know" said Storms. at was the
tish jumping In the water and out OF 1t.
l have seen that often"
Garrison looked somewhat abashed at
having his story forestalled. but pleased
to hea. II verified.
"Well, that was Just what 1t was.
but What do you suppose happened to
us when we reached them"
why replied Ryerson. "the boat
bumped up against them fish as II 1t
had hit stone and you couldn't pull
through them. That's what happened
to me once"
Garrison was balked. but he soon re-
covered his second wind, and this time
rushed to the end OF his story without
giving the other n chance to interrupt
him.
Yes. sir: them fish blocked the way
SO that we couldn't get through"
"Will YOU swear TO that asked Ry-
erson. raising his right hand.
Yes. sir. on a stack OF Bibles. And
! then them fish began to jump In the
boat and over the boat and on to us.
/ And In n minute the boat was so full
! that she began to sink. And we had To
. jump out and walk over them fish that
! was In the water to the shore and there
| wasn't one OF us so much az wet
n shoe, because we walked rihht on the
! fish. YOU see, and every one o them fish
was small l-mouth black bass that
weighed full eight pound. and was al
long as that"
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Monsieur, am indeed surprised at
your SO sudden request. really think
that you ought first to speak to my
brother-in-law."
II see that you are Of my opinion, my
dear. dear Miss Pauline" he cried.
Tell me that you view my intentions
only partially"
DO not torment me So" / moaned-
IF YOU wish 1t, then l consent"
"Oh. how good you are" he cried
joyfully, "and how happy l feel! 1t Ii
true that our ages are somewhat dis
proportionate. but"
Impertlnent fellow What can he
mean?
Il am rather old for SO charming Q
girl. but I do love her SO. my own
darling little Violette."
Good heavens!
Giddiness seizes me while the lover
continues his litany. feel as II I
shall fall in heap on the floor.
Two soft arms are around my neck
caressIngly Il have hidden myself In .
retired and shadowy corner. A fresh
young cheek is against my old one.
Aunt. oh. aunt how good you are!
He has told me all. II you only knew
how your little Violette loves your
So II was all a dream,
Never speak to me again OF these dew
ilish balls that can turn even the
strongest heads.
take chair in the rear ranks OF the
patient walfowers, and l pass the re-
ma!nder of the evening In the land OF
dreams.
"And I have been asleep all th0
time. e."-Courier des Etats Unis.
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THE FIRST REAL BEAU.
In the Csllow Eeys CT Yortl Ee
Meets the Meiden's Melting Eye.

Tho first beau appears along about
when we are fourteen or sixteen. There
have been, of course. many little boy
admirers. but according to writer the
genuine gallant does not materiallze
until we put on long dresses and com
mence making ourselves up for young
ladies, a comprehensive phrase thai all
girls will understand. says the Eimira
Telegram.
He is usually the brother OF some spe-
cial chum of ours, and In this way w"
are enabled to see him more often than
II we had no reason for going to his
house.
He is exceedingly bashful before peo-
pie, but can talk IA blue streak when we
are alone. He squanders his allowances
on icc-Cream, soda and caramcls. and
on rare occasions invites us to "A church
sociable or concert.
He Is always one OF the group OF
youths who wait outside the church or
Sunday-school door. and he is the one
always to escort us TO our homes on
such occasions.
We are teased numerically about him
and really enjoy 1t, though pretending
to be fearfully indignant and provoked
about It.
This sort OF thing goes on until some
thing happens, as some things have n
way OF doing, and either he goes away
to college or we leave for boarding
school, or perhaps Il quarrel or change
OF residence occurs.
At any rate. years. perhaps. will roll
away before we see n bearded man who
can hear the slightest resemblance to n
young rosy-checked boy.
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HER SONS FOUND.
Mrs. Mitchell Thanks The Evening
World for It's Aid

A letter has been received from Mrs.
Jane Mitchell. an inmate OF the Duchess
County Almshouse. Milbrook. N ".
thanking THE Evening World" for its
aid in finding her three sons, from whom
she has been separated for nearly seven
years.
THE Evening Worlds" story. printed
July 3. was read by one Of the sons. who
at once wrote to his mother. whom he
thought to be dead
Mrs. Mitchell used to live with her
boys In East Fifty-second street. between
First and Second avenues. Trouble en-
tered the household and the mother went
to live temporarily in Milbrook. She met
with an accident. breaking her thigh,
and was sent to the almshouse.
The sons, who had separated, heard
that their mother had died. and 1t was
with JOY they learned through THE
Evening World" that she was alive.
The family will soon be reunited.
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was ever 80 much too narrow for my
modest figure.
The result was that the blood rushed
to my face until ! gegan to look like
a lobster. In vain tried to cool myself
on at an open window or to hide the
crimson hue by powders and cosmetics
All remedies. natural or artificial would
have been useless to suppress or even
tighten the ruddy glow OF my cheeks.
Nevertheless. when l descended the
stairs and Joined the rest of our party
in the dining-room "A murmur or ap-
probation greeted my entry.
by Jove, Pauline" exclaimed my
brother law, what shoulders"
Now. Roger, be quiet, will you? You
are not serious when you say that"
What have you got In your hair,
auntie?" cries Rose. "Is 1t paroquet?
answ.redcalmly.
Violette, my eldest niece, certainly
looked very fetching In her cloud OF
rose tulle but she is 80 mignonne.
prefer n more majestic, dignihed type
OF beauty-like my own-and so do the
men.
Jacques looks awfully well In his
evening dress. His shirt front is ire
nroachably spotless. and his eyes are
fairly sparkling with pleasure and ex-
element.
Roger takes us to the ball-you must
not think for a moment that l chaperon
nv niece. The carriage rolls along, and
at length we arrive. st. Nierge, how
my heart goes toe! toe! Happily l am
free from my rheumatism tonight Nio-
lette is an extraordinary sirl-she seems
SO quiet and at her ease.
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TALKING ABOUT SPORT.
He Has Made . Pretty Big Haul as
Rat Catcher.

Talking about sport" observed the
man in the macintosh. according to
the Chicago Tribune. Il had the luck
once 10 catch fifteen full-grown rats all
at the same time"
II caught n fish once" said the man
with the green goggles on. that meas
ured"--
Never mind what 1t meaSured." in
terrupted the other. You cain tell your
ish story after get done. The curious
thing about those rats was that ! caught
them in an old cis.crn."
did you set an old cistern out some
where so they could run into it?'' in
quired the man who had his feet on the
table
1T doesn't make any difference how
the cistern got there. The main fact
Is that | caught those fifteen rats In
1t without any bait and without max
ing any special preparation whatever for
catching rats"
How did you do it?'
Il pumped the water out and found
them at the bottom
"D!d-dil you rescue them" asked the
man in the slouch hat. after a painful
silence.
Mo-" said the man In the mack
intosh, rehectively. you could hardly
call it n rescue. ] was too late. They
had previously died"
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"Violette." whispered, do you think
we shall have lots OF dancers?"
"oh, yes. auntie. We shall have all
Berays parties"
1t seemed to me that she blushed q
little.
II suppose they are proper sort Of
men, Violette?"
"Oh. Auntie! How can you?" she
whispered back. with wigglc OF her
beautiful shoulders.
l go upstairs to the ballroom as in n
dream. AS / shake hands with Nine.
Moreno. our hostess, could not help
noticing how old she looked in her vel
vet gown, although we had been school
girls together. Horrors! Can 1t be
possible2
Here We are, then, at last, sitting on
our chairs and waiting. a waltz begins
to play. and Niolette is whipped away
by handsome young fellow still
find myself In my chair.
What an extraordinary state OF things
not a single man asks me to dance.
No doubt It is my imposing air and
manner which keeps them away.
nave pileH pttn iblu tiut III evening
dress l look quite intimidating! Besides,
all the men here are mere schOolboys.
1t Is positively absurd. They ought all
to be sent 10 bed and let their places
be taken by serious men OF the world,
who know a good thing when they
sec II.
All! Here comes jacques. he brings
with him a cavalier for me-a partner!
A tall, dark man, about thrty-five
years old. wears a fine, silken beard
very pointed His eyes look tired and