The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-09-27
Victim of His Own Joke.

One of the oldest characters that Chicago
has known was blithe fellow named Horn
says the Chicago Inter-Ocean. They called
him Pink Horn. He boosted that he could
not keep money; he declared that as he was
horn he must needs blow himself. 1t was
this joke that allured him from his trade.
that OF sign painting. After this he lived on
his wits. he was not known to be dishonest,
but to The man who lives by his wits there
comes but few twinges OF conscience. Once
he made a reputation in new direction. One
cold day he took off a new oyercoat and
wrapped it about the shoulders of a thnly
clad negro woman whom he met in the street.
His companions marVeled at this, knowing
that he had but little money. and in reply to
their expressions OF SUI rise, he remarked:
MY father was a slave owner before the
war, and an old black nanny brought me
up"
He always wore a flower on his coat, and
when the flower was wilted one his acouaint-
ances knew that he was hungry. He was a
man of courage. Once, in playful mood. be
fought Black jack the commander of the
bumbOat, and defeated him, and this was no
elSy matter His great fad was to inYesti-
gate everything, and in this respect he be-
came strangely curious toward the last. He
ha mania for gazing into the eyes of dy-
ing man, ard often hung about the hospitals
He used to say that he intended to see him
self die. Some OF his friends said that he was
losing his mind.
Wei. hard luck came. and he drifted away.
He went south and then into the far west
But he found no place to interest him. In
Deadwood he did all sorts OF Jobs. striving to
get back to Chicago. lie said that he had but
a short while longer to live, and that it would
embarrass him to die away from home He
came back and stood al out the corners, look
ing for his old friends, but found them not.
No one knew him.
why. you must have heard of me, " he said
TO a man. i an Pink Horn"
Never heard Of YOU, sir"
'Nhy. was here tefOre the fro
hat ms nv 10 M 100 ard Of Wont
Didn't yOu hear Of the sport who took off
his overcoat one biz a'dy day and gave 1t to
a black woman
"Oh. yes, l believe did hear of that. So
YOU are the man! Well see you again. SO
long
No one cared to talk to him. He strove to
joke but his merriment was CHASTITY.
one night ia Il week they took him UP and
carried him to the hospital And this is the
story they tell. He had been in bed two DAYS
when physician told him that he had but a
few hours to live.
Are you sure: he asked.
Il am pertain. If you have any arrange
ments to make you'd better make them"
My lungs are about gone, suppose?"
"Yes, practically"
"Will you d me a favor?'
surely. What is it?'
"Wel t want to Sc myself die"
u don't understand you
81 smllv want to see how 1 look while
dying. trop me up and put q mirror at the
foot OF the bed"
''Oh, that would be-
you said YOU would do me favor?''
And l Will
brought Is mirror ana placed it so that he
could gaze INTO il. And so they left him for a
time He said that he desired to L G alone
When they came back he was dead: his gaze
Was wide ana his CLASSY eyes mirrored the
mirror. Wanted to see himself die! lie was
an odd character.