The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1894-09-03

ing part in Mr.. Firms annual outings
are of that class whose hearts are easily
| touched. Men who live on Murray Hill
wouldn't think so, to look at them, for
they aren't pretty. but they are broad
| shouldered, big-limbed chaps, who labor
every day. and take care that their wives
and children have good shelter and good
| food. Their hands are big and rough
but tender as woman's when a friend
When the music died away, and Prof.
Crowley waved copy of The World in
the air. lusty cheers broke forth, and
cious of the professor, but declared that
he was great and virtuous.
The first. number on the picnic pro-
m mne of he F ward al par and
nine of the First Ward. Tim Sullivan
was the umpire, and long before the
game began he noticed that he had now
with five of the players. One of them
had stolen whiskey barrel from him
six years ago; another had moved out
ton. and another was suspected of being
the man who voted against him in tho
Second District in 81. The offenses of
the others, Tim said were too horrible
stances that the game was finished
before nightfall, for not one of the FIVE
unfortunates was permitted to do any
thing except strike out.
"If / was only an Alderman I'd be
mobbed," said Tim. Alderman "sojer"
Flynn heard the remark and made an
entry in his notebook h,SnS,s r.oa ,,,t ,,s
awarded to a lad named Ferricks. 1t
was afterwards said that the judge ex-
cused himself on the plea that he
There was "A Misunderstanding match, and
the Joker who filled the tamos with
tabasco sauce nearly died of disappoint-
ment because none OF the contestants
IIsnnuaraI the tnka This
stood when 1t came out that the con-
testants were proteges Of Barney
Rourke.
silt race, but fourteen OF them were
permitted to withdraw when they eX-
planned that they thought 1t was a race
Mike Clancy tried to bar man named
Deltenhoefer from the potato race on
the ground that only Irishmen were
eligible, for it. One OF the walters re-
marked this. and at dinner Mr.. Clancy
got sauerkraut instead of salad. and
limburger cheese with HIS pie.
After the games were over Mr.. Finn,
Tim Sullivan, big editor and half a
Battery better than they know Central
busted themselves with their thirst.
in 6any IN ask ed T En' Sf pan
struck? You hit the other fellow and
ne nit the moor.
"Ah. yes" sighed Dan.
We'll, he was like Sam Jones, the
fellow who always had check. When
he skipped the town everybody he knew
had a check. They were Ike the Fenian
bonds haye-not worth "A cent, ] met
him In Florida after that and he wanted
me to cash one for nifty. ] gave him So
and had great time with the thirty l
saved. Well"-
The band came marching over the
green towards the hotel. playing IL mar
tial air. The. picniCkers trailed in
crowd behind and all stopped I'm front OF
the piazza. sullivan and Finn INDUCED
In "reminiscences for fifteen minutes
longer. and then II occurred TO Finn that
the band was acting in funny way. IL
just stood still and played with an ear
nestness that was little short of heroic
When the man with the trombone had
blown himself black the face and quit
the man with the coTnet tried TO MI his
place, and was gradually reaching the
point when the big editor dis
covered that II was time to go.
Then the TWO magnates rose and In
stantly the crowd broke into a cheer.
This was the FIRST intimation the party
serenaded. A boy drove up a two-seated
wagon and "A spawned horse, and the
big editor and Dry Dollar climbed into
the wagon. Then the band broke loose
on iIss, fayorite tune OF 10, the Con
first rate when Mr.. Clancy poked the
leader In the ribs and said;
For heavens sake. shut up; can't
ye see they're goin' and not comin'?"
This struck the band. and when the
Il was. to the low. solemn music OF a
II wish somebody would kill Clancy"
remarked Dry Dollar.