Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1894-03-15
BILL HYE IN AUGUSTA.
The Great Humerist Tells Of His Recent
Visit 10 This City.

Bill Nye, who recently gave an enter
tainment in this city, has written the fol-
lowing on his experience:
Eat Augusta had strange experience.
| was given very comfortable room at the
hotel, and having lost considerable sleep
for several nights, sitting up with college
boys and so forth, read brief chapter
from very interesting book respecting the
Worlds Fair and retired.
"Soon there came from the adjoining
room low whistle. / regarded it as q zig
nal and answered it as q matter of mere
sport, as it were. The reply came back
along with low gurgle like that of baby
elephant dying in kettle of mush.
"It was snore.
Following this came quick defamation,
like the explosion Of paper bag under q
cloud. Then there was a snatch of song
without words and nocturne in somethip 2
or other. NJ.
ut was musical snore punetuated with
the wall Of damned soul. sat No in b. d,
and the matefialized ghost Of my departed
hair rose like new aspirations on the old
site. -
"If this were to be my last letter to my
friends all the way from Edinburgh to the
city of Mexico. and this statement were to
face me at the bar of judgment, I should
still say that never heard anything like
that snore since He'll Gate was blown out in
New York city.
81 was therefore surprised v hen this man
with his bugle played bar Of The Camp
bells Are Coming l never knew snorer
with such register as this one.
"He would give little moan like new
puppy that has missed the maternal font
by three. quarters of an inch, and then he
would render the mush kettle gurgle and
the Balaklava groan, winding up with the
squeal of the damned soul whose tail has
been caught in the door.
II have never put in such night since
was born. The glad snort of the 2-year-
old colt came now and then, followed by
the twitter of swallows and the cries of the
wounded at the surprise and capture Of
Marco Bozzaris. IS ggSBfgk
"Then the folding bed would .cresk,snd I
would imagine that it had closed upon the
sufferer, for stifled snort would ,come
from the bed clothes, and death would seem
to have come mercifully to lay his cold
hand on the stronGsnan in his sgonysss
81 was just going to the door of the room
to save the mans life when across the hall
came commercial traveller who sells hand
sleds for manufacturing company
"He was in his robe de mutt and wore a
high hat to keep the cold air from striking
his nude head. : gssds
"Kicking the door rudely with a big shoe
which he carried in his hand, he said,
There d--n you, you're dead, and I'm
glad of it, but if you ever darn to move .
hand or foot again, you low.lived stiff. III
come $4,000 miles to murder you in the
most sickening manner can think Of
"Then he shook the door violently, threw
some coal through the transoin and went
back to bed again.
I'm ne morning..I got up pale and hag-
gard. Slowly dressed myself and went
down to breakfast. As passed the desk
said to the clerk, Who was that thrice &C.
cursed brute who slept in No. last nigbt?'
""Why do you ask""
Because he is dead. Died in his sins
with q newborn snort on his cowsriy lips.
Died with q room full of echoes and throt-
tied groans. That's why ask"
"'Ah,' said he, looking at - litt'c drawer
with q string of labels on j, you are
wrong, guess about that. That room was
occupied this week by Viola Mufkins, the
prima donna of the Singed Cat opera COM
pany, 90 called because the girls who sing
in it are so much better than they look.
.sAnd it was so"