The Washington times., 1894-05-07
CURB AND CORRIDOR.

He had on new suit-a light, Spring suit,
with blue stripes running up and down his
pantaloons. He wore straw hat and was
putting on a cheroot. His face was red, his
load to carry heavy, his feet as the society
reporters would put it, were encased in a
bran-new pair of boots-heavy boots that had
/ been extravagantly polished. The time was
yesterday, the hour o'clock, and the scene
| at the corner OF Seventh and the Avenue. The
sun was hot. The way Mr.. Man walked
! plainly showed that he was suffering from
too much whisky and aching corns, ami
| everybody knows that combination OF that
kind cannot, for real agony, be discounted IN
this country.
He walked along for awhile with his head
| bowed to the ground, great big scalding tears
tricked down his cheeks. and great puffs OF
smoke rolled out OF his mouth. As he reached
the corner building. he tried to steady him
self, and did partially by placing his back
squarely against the wall. Then he attempted
to get his left foot In a position where he
could pull his boot of. He did so. and with
q grunt the boot came Off and NJ. Nan fell to
the sidewalk. There he lay helpless. He
tried in six different ways to pull himself up
again, but the road was too heavy and the
| trace chains too small to lift such a load.
Finally kind-hearted darkey went to his
rescue and assisted him to his feet.
When last seen he was going down the
the Avenue, new clothes and all, with his left
boot In his left hand, q hole In his hosiery.
the cynosure Of all eyes and not carin', SO he
looked, whether anybody liked his style or
not.
| "Some animals suffer from modification the
same as ifthey were human" observed Farmer
J. 7. Moore, Of Winchester, Va, at the Ma
| pol IN hQp
Durham bull He was as docIle as cat, and
the children played with his head and horns
without fear He would follow me
around the lot like a pet colt. But
one day he got mad about something.
| He roared and beloved, paved up the
| earth, and gored one of the best horses to
death. / went out to the lot to stop him
when he turned on me and l narrowly es-
capped with my life.
put his head over the fence, and ongingly
and pleadingly looked for some one from
the house to come out and pet him.
| But no one went. Early the next
morning I went to the barn to
feed the cattle. There stood the bull, and
| as he saw that l was still afraid OF
| him he cried, actually cried. The children
kept away from him, and even the other ami
mails in the pasture refused to associate with
him. About q week later got close up to
| him, and he came up toward me with such
pleading look in his eyes that could scarcely
resist hugging him. But / didn't. gave
him withering look and passed on.
Well, sir, that bull went down to the creek
| and held his head under tie water until he
was dead. 1t was clear case OF suicide from
remorse.
Jenial, iovial. happy, big-hearted Capt. J.
]. Evans. state treasurer of Mississippi, after
| spending a week in Washington, has gone
home. He says the Democratic party in his
| state is all right and that there will be no Pop
| ulist to succeed the present representatives in
| Congress from his country this year. Capt.
Evans is one Of the most popular men in his
state and his friends are thinking Of running