The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-06-18
COINS FELL LIKE RAIN.
Queer Freak Of Florida Hotel Man
Who Opened a Cold Quart.
From dc New York Press.

From the New York Press.
Ernest Pietzsch, the proprietor of the
St Nicholas hotel, at West Brighton, and
the Plaza hotel, at St. Augustine, Fla,
who started out on a spree Thursday
night and made things lively in the con
cert halls on the Coney Island Bowery by
throwing silver coins at the performers,
returned to the island last night and
started out to repeat his queer perform
ance. Pietzsch has. been running hotel
at West Brighton for eighteen years and
never INDUCED in intoxicating liquor
before.
A party of friends from the south on
Thursday come to his hotel. They in
duced him TO join them in ''cold quart
bottle" Pietzsch called for several more
bottles. The party left at midnight in
a carriage, and Pietzsch ordered his
coachman to drive him down the Bowery,
place he had never visited before.
SILVER DOLLARS. FELL LIKE RAIN.
He took along three large cigar boxes
full of silver coins on Thursday night.
Finally he arrived at Count Vaccas' West
End Casino. More champagne was called
for. Pietzsch shouted, ''Three cheers for
Florida" The Smilax sisters Joined in
the hurrah three times with the hotel
keeper.
AS they did so a shower of silver fell
upon their heads 1t came from the
hands of Pietzsch, and the first cigar box
had been emptied. The girls paid no
attention whatever to the valuable
shower. Then Pietzsch hurled the con
tents of cigar box No. 2 at them. The girls
picked up coin after coin. Miss Florence
French, vocalist, also received a shower
of coin from the last box, when she sung
'AwaY Down in Dixie. The news soon
spread that 'gny' from the south was
at the Casino throwing boxes of money
around, and the hall was quickly crowded
to suffocation.
a. TREATED ALI, HANDS.
When Ella Wessner, the old time male
impersonauor, appeared on the stage the
hotel keeper had disposed Of all his silver
Miss Wessner Immediately started in to
guy" the hotel keeper II am a south
ernor, old pal, and right smart one, too.
How is it you didn't throw money at me2"
she shouted. This was more than the
hotel keeper could bear, and, rushing out
to the cashiers desk, he exchanged a
$l00 bill for silver. Placing the coins on
a fire shovel he walked down the center
aisle and threw them over the heads of
the orchestra on the stage. The male i'm
personator picked up several pieces, and,
placing them in her neat brown derby,
staggered off the stage, singing, Hard
times (hic), come again (hic) no more"
The hotel keeper next treated all in the
hall. There were 500 people there.
Pietzsch after paying, left the Casino and
ordered his coachman to drive him to the
bank in New York city. As the vehicle
moved down Surf avenue he shouted to a
crowd that he would return with keg
of silver and repeat his performance on a
larger scale
Pletzsch, true to his promise, drove up
to the West End Casino at O'Clock last
evening, and had his footlnan and two
other men carry up a small keg of silver
TO the upper box. AS each performer APP
peared be threw glittering pieces of sill
yer on the stage Each performer, as she
appeared on the stage, cast her eyes upon
the upper box, where Pietzsch was sit
ting. The stage manager had hard job
getting the performers to leave the stage
after they had finished their tunes. Many
OF them had prolonged acts so that the
manager was compelled to impose heavy
fines to get them OF the stage.
There was funny scene last night
when the Austin Sisters appeared on the
flying trapeze. Several times Pietzsch
threw silver up to the girls, but each
time the money fell to the floor and the
spectators got it. Pietzsch's queer per-
Torrance is the talk of the island.