Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1893-09-07
WILLIE IN SEARCH OF HIS UNCLE.
A Jay" From Vermont Furnishes
Lots of Amusement.

Free Circus on the Streets---what He |
Looked Like and What He Did.
Willie Taylor, "jay" from Bethel, |
Vermont, come here Monday morning |
clad in rusty suit of homespun, and |
wearing pair of cow.boots that were
thick with dust. His appearance on the
street created sensation. He carried q |
regular ld-fashioned carpet satchel that
looked as if 1t had been in the late hur-
ricane off Savannah, and his checkered
trousers were at high-water mark. His |
gray felt hat was stained by the wind |
and rain and Topped over his ears. His
neck was embraced by paper collar |
and attached to it was colored shirt. |
His rural necktie, three-for-a-quarter,
was slipping toward his ears and his
awkward cutaway coat, with white
stitches showing in the back seam, hid
striped vest. He was dime museum
exhibit of the first water.
The eyes of the. "jay" had far-away
stare in them and his walk had limp
in it, suggestive of the camel. His
mouth was agape. His crop of last
years hair tbmbled down in mass over
his shoulders, indicative of harvesting
time. He was a typical "jay from JAY
VILE"
| WANTED TO FIND HIS UNCLE.
Willie first put in an appearance at
| The GAZETTE Office, where he made
the announcement that he had come to
town in search of his uncle and to get
| his name in the newspapers.
| He then ambled down two flights of
stairs and passed out in the street,
/ where he stood gazing up at the Cen
trail Bank Building. His rural carpet
sack glistened in the sunlight and his
hat was Tapping fore and aft. Satisfied
with view Of the structure, he wendell
his way southwark along Market street.
Soon the precocious small boy scented
the stranger from Wayback and was
speedily at his heels.
"Get on to Rube," one of the urchins
shouted.
SCOT yer hay in yet" piped another.
"Dust off your Shoes" said third.
Willie bumped on bis way just as if
he was on the farm bound for the field
to hoe corn. The crowd followed, the
small boy Uttered and passersby laughed
in derision. But Willie spake never q
word and pushed on toward aseemingly
not far distant goal. He brought up in
front of the Office of the Postal Tele-
graph Company. He stood and gazed
at the building awhile, with a far dis.
tant cast in his eyes, and then entered
Striding up to the window he said:
IL want to send telegram 10 me-
4 uncle in Jaybird, Vermont. Pay for i
tomorrow. The lad who came to the
window said that all kilograms wer'
payable in advance, and Willie seemeC
0 disappointed. He walked out of tn,
. office and several strides landed him ii
: the Western Union office on the opposit
Z side of the street, where he penned thi
! telegram:
' "Hiram Homespun, Jaybird, Vermont
!, signed, Willie Taylor, Wilmington.
s He said he wanted his uncle to knoH
Q his address. Then the son of Vernon
/. continued his journey up Market stree
At the "Beehive" store, the stay" wa
= struck with the sign and entered.
}. "How much are your bees 7" he asked
Il "We haven't any bees"
r "Whaty yer got that sign up there for9
2 That's only d beehive" was the re
8 ply; -, ~, 49,, ,,,,,., .n
a A large crowd gathered in front c
\ the store and some one sent messag
lie to the police station that an escaped il
% mate of the. almshouse had taken pos
= session of Market street. Captain Kan
y started out in search of the individu,
Y from Farnhurst He found him int
Il rogating dry goods clerk in the "Be'
Is hive store.
r. When the captain put in an appea
~ ance Willie said he was searching fl
ID his uncle. a,
=, "l'll find your uncle for you," sal
| lot "a AyIs OF co N
sd nudging representative of The q.
zETTE, said This fellows little dai
/ guess he escaped from the almshouse
The newspaper man maintained
ok profound silence, accompanying the of
y Ger and his prisoner up Market street
~ far as Fourth. A large crowd was
z the captive's heels and suddenly Win
made a bold dash for liberty. I
lat across the street with small white d.
ng Captain Kane was quickly IN pursu
y. The ruralist retraced his steps al
m started back across the street, whe
hi Captain Kane tackled the man fro
nd Jayviile and again placed him und
as arrest. A word from Manager Woo
he hull of the "Uncie Hiram Compan
a. | pun Tic dplhtii Ou hiS S~oANi ehAa " a.
tla was released. "'
''e He stopped a street car south-boui
? on Market street, and after the patien
of the conductor had been sorely trit
al: demanded to know what made the lit
OF wheel on the top. of the car go rour
~ At the postofice the Jay inquired
in there were any letters for "Abr
lis Hicks"
es. Stamp Clerk Garrett looked careful
s1t through all the general delivery lett
is and replied that there was do mail
ri Abner.,
ED "Ain't none for Abe McGrath
10 Hiram Homespun, is therey" inquii
10 Willie.
of The stamp clerk again examined
'le- mail and said there were none. He tl
ma passed out of the custom house, and
,es- he turned the corner of Sixth and Kl
~ 80 streets saw a street car, passing
Market street. He hailed the conduc
and the latter waited, while crowd
my boys followed in Willie's footsteps.
me "What makes that little wheel
up round?" said the ruralist again.
asked one fellow, and. he wouldn't
me. thought you would"
AtMcLaughlin's apothecary establi
run run ment, No. 402 Market street, he ash
inc. to see directory, and said he was
search of his uncle who lived at
aw, 10 Wilmington. In front of the {
tive hall he fingered a few moments to
alse his watch by the indicator of q pail
.ha weighing scales standing up against
ter s Mullin Building.
Sin At 10 o'clock the Vermont citi.
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