The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-09-01
IN UNExPLORED CHICAGO.
Postmaster Hcsing Lost While Try
Ing to Discover Some of His Branch

Offices.
From the Chicago Record
One day last week, Washington Hesing,
postmaster Of Chicago, was lost in one of
/ the citys painless forests. For hours he
and the party with him wandered about
seeking for some human habitation whore
they might inquire the way to the Chi
| cago postohice. But when at last they
sighted the lonely cabin of a frontiers
man and asked him a question he an
swcred in Polish and they couldn't under
| stand him. Later they found a man
working in a cornheld.
MY man." said the postmaster, will
| you tell me the way TO the cityY'
who be your" was the response
my name is Hesing. I'm postmaster Of
Chicago"
Never heard OF you"
And this was what surprised the post
master even more than being lost. He
| said he thought the man was far below
| the average in intelligence. Postmaster
! Hesing has lived IN Chicago all his life,
and he regards himself as being as Ia
milar with every part Of the city as any
man in 1t. He has seen It made so to
speak.
Every few weeks the postmaster, his
private secretary. and a few other. Off
Gals make the rounds of the branch Of
fees to see how the work is being done.
In the down town districts where the
street car companies are competing for
patronage this Is a comparatively easy
matter, but Chicago is a big city, and it
is an entirely different task to reach its
uttermost corners.
Last week the postmaster went to Pull
man, and, having inspected the Office
there, concluded to penetrate deep into
the wilds beyond. carriage was hired
an hn 1rfaf IA
Riverdale. Now, Riyerdale lies in the ex-
treme southwesterly corner Of the city
almost twenty miles By road from the
heart Of Chicago. Most Of the people who
get their mail there are farmers, for that
part of the city from 10th street to 10th
street can be used to excellent advantage
for raising cabbages and onions. The
postmaster's party reached Rverdale
without mishap, although at each turn of
the sandy road they all felt as If they were
discovering some unknown country.
From Riverdale 1t Is about four miles as
the crow flies to Hegewsch in the ex-
treme southeasterly corner OF Chicago,
and within a short distance of the Indiana
state line. There is no direct line of tran
sit between the two places, and the country
is a waste of swamps, sand hills, and
scrub oak forests. A few meandering
country roads cut through 1t here and
there.
asked the postmaster anxiously
The driver was certain that ne could. So
the party set out and although it was
hot afternoon they couldn't help enjoying
the rural scenes about them.
The horses plodded along in the sand for
an hour, but there was no sign of Hege-
wisch. once they crossed a river and
once a railroad, and then. suddenly. the
road stopped at a fence. behind which there
was cornfield So they all got out, and,
although the road was narrow the driver
succeeded in turning around.
Then they drove and drove until they
finally approached a town.
This is Hcgewisch," said the postmas-
ter.
But 1t was Hammond. Ind.
So the driver turned to the north and
drove in and out through the country
roads. Finally they reached a place
side and forest on the other. Then they
came to some bars which the driver got
out and let down. He said be didn't know
where ne was
1--WE are lost" groaned the postmaster,
despair in his voice, fer It was almost din
ner time At last they came to lake, and
a native said that it was Wolf Lake, after
confessing that he had never heard Of
Postmaster Hesing.
About four hours after leaving River
dale the party reached Hegewisch safe |
and with a heightened idea as TO the i'm |
mensity OF the rural districts OF Chicago. |
-Du Maurier is not coming to lecture in /
America, his health not permitting his
accepting the proposals made TO him.