The evening world., 1894-07-28
TREEO CAT, MAD DOG.
Thrilling Experiences Of Police
men in Forty-second Street.
The Feline with the Brown Paper
Taste Escaped.
but the Fox Terrier Was a Victim,
to n Lcaden Bullet.

1t is strange how human sympathy
goes wrong and how a hypocrite's bluff
cans forth unlimited coincidence. while
the really afflicted are 100 often harshiy
dealt with. Two incidents Illustrating
this perversity occurred this morning.
both on Forty second street.
About 5 O'CLOCK a inrong was gathered
about Il maple tree in front ot ~. We.
FIr,y-second street. Every eye was
turned upward to the topmost branches,
wnere chung a gray cat of the Thomas
sender.
Howls and plaintive "me-au-auwows!'
.Aprrssed To their untutored minds III,
agony OF the poor animal, castaway b,
.ween earth ana sky. TO them 1t SCENE.
that the locomotive economy of tn
particua. feline hal no reverse lev,.
anu that he could only move onwaiv
and upward, out to nothingness ana /,
Lealh.
All sorts OF expedients were sugg-ste-
| 10y the plying py ISLANDERS, from calm,
10 the rescue by balloon. The poiic.
man on beat was importuncd to d,
| something. One rotund cit,zen insi
ateu that 1t was his plain duly to clint
the tree ana bring down the cat.
But that policeman is not architectui
ally designed for climbing any vegeta
| Vie less sturdy than the reuwoods oil
else.
A small boy finally attempted the
feat, and, as he thought, managed t.
down on the shoulders OF the crow.
beneath, whence he scampered of
around Ninth avenue.
by the Leople whose sympathy foi
| Thomas blinded their senses. Here Is
what really occurred:
| Thomas was out last night doing the
| Tenderloin." His whirl or gayety wound
up at o'clock this morning, when he
| awoke in the areaway of II West Forty
| second street dwelling. Burning pains
| in his head, a fiabbergasted sensation
| "goneness'' furnished diagnosis thai
any expert would pronounce "katzen-
jammer."
what a head I've got! Y-i-i-i-u-u-p!
| Ugh. but that's a dark brown taste!
Wonder where I've been an where-l-go,
IL, Well I'm hungry any way and
In feasting on bird breakfasts, felinely.
the method begins with the first line OF
the recipe which reads: Take bird"
the tree, where he lay IN walt for luck
less chippies. Meanwhile he vocalized
selecting snatches at random from the
various airs he had heard during the
|
In their selection. and this is what was
mistaken for piaintive cries by those
| beneath:
Mamie, come klss-wow-meuw-ho
gee, where did l leave an inch Of my
tail? That must have been that shaving
mug In Thirty-seventh street. My whis-
ers are leaking. too. Oh I remember
badger game on me in Fortieth street
Hu;lo. what's thes.t guys down there
looking at; Ha. ha! .ney must think Tn
fake fab for that Old lady who's yeliins
Here Thomas pretended to save him
self from a fan to death by wild
Say that kid acts like he was hunting
for brick. Meow It's getting hot
Here he up hf b .%s
be shaken down. but he did the Slide
for life" like one long accustomed tt
gymnastics.
A little five-pound fox-terrier stag
gered Imply into Forty-second street
from Park avenue. at O'Clock, Just a:
a vast crowd OF commuters were emery
ing from the Grand Central Depot. A
Westminster County man espied him ant
conceived the idea that the fishy lool
about his eyes was a sure indication 9
rabies. The dog was suffering, but J.
was probably from incipient pares.s Of
epilepsy
The Westchester man yelled: MA,
dog" and instantly every one OF tn
| tnOuShHu pctsoho was
to let some one else exterminate tn
"ferocious beast"
| Valorous Policeman Rudolph Weiss. o
the East Fifty-first street station, strod
up. Fixing his eagle eye upon the dog
he ch.. :. l. Not a quaver did he quave
NJ. a aqudder did ne shud and not
tremor old he trem. The dog had takel
refuge H. doorway on Depew place
where he lay PAINTING:
Club and revolver In hand. Policeman
Weiss tiptoed up. A. paroxysm shool
the dogs frame, and Weiss beat tn
record at back jumping, Then b
stealthily crept up, like the scout II
the dime novel, and fired. OF cours
he didn't kill the dog. but horse 4
front of an express wagon can tel
more about how nearly he was hit.
; The next try was a 100 to ] shot. an
| the dog kicked his last.
Then the perspiring crowd disperse'
businessward and It's dollars to dough
nuts that nine out Of ten of those VIII
saw the fivepound massacre has airead.
told of his awful and blood-thrilling en-
counter with a mad dog at the GRAM
Central Depot.