The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1894-10-14

| let's over his armor of glistening nail
Il will be a great day for the City OF
Brotherly Love when the bronze image
Is placed on its last resting place, and
the top of the brOad-brimmed hat will
catch almost as lofty a breeze as does
the capstone OF the Washington monu-
ment.
One of this citys summer diversions
has been trolley parties, but the majesty
of the law has stepped in with ponder
Gus tread and now they are only memo
ries. trolley party is simply an ar
rangement whereby a lot of nice young
men with rain-colored ribbons around
their hats and tan shoes and then trous-
ers turned up. Charter a trolley car for
an evening, then invitations, on gilt-edged
cards are issued to their lady friends,
and on the night specified they meet
at q certain place and embark on their
trip on the trolley. All this was very well
but some ingenious, crowd thought how
much nicer it would be" if a few tin
horns were added. therefore. the next
trolley party had horns. Determined not
to be out-done, a South-Side party adds
flre-crackers and Roman candles, with
red-fre at intervals and this so infuri-
ated the North-side denizens that when
they started out there was not only
horns fre-crackers, sizzling devil
chasers, but a brass band as well. Add
to this. as the cookbook says, n party
of twenty young men with non-consump-
tive lungs, and a knowledge of every
song from "Annie Rooney" TO "Linger
Longer Lucy" and you have only one one
result-a pademonium that even Mephlslo
never dreamed of on the heights OF the
Broken, and which would even make
a jackson ward political meeting De
tame in comparison :, ,r
ubiquitous small boy saw a chance f9r
sport and forthwith did he hide himseI
TO the by-ways and hedges and 10! ava
slay the feline population with total
disregard for the society for the proven
ton, etc. Gathering his defunct feline
corpses together in the woodshed, he
Ike the wood and the saw, said nothing
and bided his time.
You can imagine the scene. street A
whole row OF houses or either size, Al
alike. The street lamps hickeI1ng IN
their efforts to rival the moon. The soda
fountain at the corner drug store siZZinS
at cents per siZzle. The policeman on
the other corner holding mysterious con,
verse with the housemaid; me small
shadow OF the house. on the alley
There is a noise. A howl. Sweet Marie"
becomes pimbled with Annie Rooney"
and Little Johnny Dugaris' entreaues
the desired effect The deep bass notes
of the long tin horn merge themselves I'm
the inharmonious toots OF 1 ne Httle
shrill. ear-spltung whistle; Inc pahd
girls wave their 6 IL cent Wanamaker
handkerchiefs and the car how1s along. |
Biff-and the S-pound corpse OF the |
Maltese that once dined on cream and |
pork-chop bones lands with vigorous |
force on the Gainsborough headgear OF
the girl, "Wot does de typewriting In |
the Doxel building" Biff-and the cold, |
stiff form OF tonquise tabby falls i'm /
the lap OF de lady not stays in ribbon
counter at Wanamakers." Riff-aud the |
lifeless clay of black feline, the de-
light Of the old maid at the other end /
of the block, bangs against the corsage
banquet Of a satellite Of an Eighth-Street
dry goods store.
Nay, nay, look not for the boys They
have scampered. They have gone. TIE
policeman on the corner has just awak-
ened from his tete-a-tete with Mary Ann.
The motorman has Just had time 70
stop the car and then seeing no reason
for doing so, has started Il again. And
the trolley party went home i'm a disas-
ferrous condition 1t looked like fire.
engine after having been out all nioht.
After some such experiences as this.
the police said the horns, fre-crackers,
bands, etc, In general and trolley parties
In particular must go, and now IL Won
want 10 60 trolley partying hire q four
finland and do II stylshly. A thing
worth doing Is worth doing we'll so the
copy book said, and having started out
Ia tall vaa about PHILADELPHIA and hay.