The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1894-05-01

came upon him Ike a Great dark Wave and
there was no Hair of the same dog in the house
TO Cure the bite, oh, ii tough TO see
me father put his head In Maw's Lap and weep
over what he had done the day before in his
Eggszuberance.
No father was more kind hearted and once
he did clog the same bill with Edwin
Booth and Marsh Wilder for the Actors Fund
of New York, but once he got SHOT in the calf
of the leg by an Enraged man who took me
flther for n burglar and now his soul joy is in
setting as my Shapperone when l am on the
road. He often tells me that l am of good
lineage and that my strange beauty does not
really come through the Bullocks but through
great Lord who visited America over Sen
try ago and wronged some of our folks after
which he skipped back to his castle and mar
ried well.
VIII you give this fact to the public sir, and
BAY that am yet with the Singed Cat Spe-
cialty and Opera company though offered
perfect pudding to go with the Grimes Billy
goat Attraction or TO do specialties in Rip
per-tore company for a summer snap.
Ne Father sends love and says il you want a
good man on the door for your show he can do
the work well and knows about il fully hay-
ing been 'in the Door" now for eleven years.
Z he is Humorous sometimes and would be
full of spirits if he had money. He killed
niggers in New Orleans once and since that he
has been moro sad. 1t weighs on him. He Of
fered 500 once 10 any man who would jerk the
Sad out of his Life for him and not give him
pain 1t is when this great sadness comes over
him that he kicks mother aginst the rules.
But you can say that as FOR ms, ne father
hasn't done me up for over two years now Cuz
got me eye on him and If you ask him how he
lost them front teeth you'll notice that he will
flush up little and walk Off.
/ could give good musical and clog number
between your readings if you like and Cheer
x.oraln
you Chews TO do so.
Please send me papers and oblige,
MATTE BULLOCK,
Soubrette Singed Cat Opera Co.-en route.
We came through the town Of Grand
Rivers, KY, the other day. We only
stopped a moment for large strawberry
blond shote to back up against hot
box and warm his person.
The town was once for a few weeks
thronged with people, all quarreling over
lots and struggling TO be the first on the
ground. Now this old yellow hog, with
white eye winkers, owns the place. The
massive hotel rose TO the second story
and stopped there. The school building,
untrodden by little feet, stands with its
hand behind its ear apparently listening
for the echoes Of childish laughter which
never, never come.
The Herald Office didn't even have
time to get out an equestrian bill, and it
Is too clean to show activity. The editor
hardly had time to utter the words Din
ma We hear the slogan?" before the town
had taken wings and fled. His rusty slo-
gan, with $40 express charges on il, still
stands behind the door.
He did not even have time TO call
halt before the boom burst and broke all
the window glass in town. | presume
there are $50 houses, large and small, at
Grand Rivers, but no geraniums grow
in the windows. No wheelbarrows TO
tall over stand by the open gate. No
baby carriages scare the horses on the
street. No honest Waterbury watchdog
comes out to gnaw the ear of the sandy
shote or bark at the train. As we pause
there to fulfill our time card provisions,
the thin, cream colored hog eats a little
axle grease from the cars, warns his
person against a hot box and goes back
TO his melancholy exile, roofing up sur
veyors' stakes and eating the angle
worms that grow where once the livery
stable was at.
You remember how everybody gets
panicky when the train stops out on the
plains if you have been there during the
road agent season and how there is al
ways some one raised up on the Mexican
spur OF the moment, as it were. to tell
everybody else what the matter is. He
does not really need TO know what the
matter Is. Just something TO tell the
people is al he needs. 1t attracts attep-
ton and gives the passengers something
to talk about III the truth is ascertainei.
Once | was riding south from Chey-
enne to Denver on one of Egbert's passes
to participate as the honored guest in a
large banquet presided over by Gene
Field, when the train stopped suddenly
In the middle of a big prairie dog me-
fropolls, and an eastern man Just across
the aisle from me turned pale as he ejac-
ulated through real camel's hair mus
tache:
Me Gawd, we are held up.'
Ne gould see nothing wrnna- hni