The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1895-08-31
Amusing Exploits
OF a VentrilOQuis
Charles A. Hartley Narrates More of
His Clever Feats of Voice-Thr0wing

'Stayr was the next command. What
do you want me to dor DO as COM
mand!
IAN right said the now obedient
Mays. Now take or your collar and
tie! on they came quickly. Now
place them on your right leg. All
right, replied young Mays. and on they
went. Take Off your coat and waist
They We're promptly removed. Your
shoes! Place your right shoe on the
left foot Now your left shoe on the
right foot Turn your coat inside
out Fit II on So The commands
were severally obeyed with alacrity.
Your hat upon your head inside out!
The lad was a sight. 'Now go home.'
He scampered off amid the shouts Of his
companions
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Another instance Herman Weiss
keeps a small tinware and crockery
store at No. 1868 Eighth avenue. De-
string to replenish his culinary wares,
Mr.. Hartley called on him to make se-
lectiOns few nights ago. y
Harry, wait on this gentleman"
Weiss called to his assistant. At the
same instant Mr.. Hartley called as
from the cellar: ''Harry, Harry, come
down here and let me OUT
where are you?" shrieked the lad.
"In the cellar" ''How did you get
there?" "None of your business; come
down here and let me out" mo, !
won't"
"Go down." said Weiss to his clerk.
"and see who's there" mot /. He
might do me up"
Weiss was In q quandry. He re-
solved to rid himself of his unwel-
come visitor. Now thoroughly aroused
but fearing to venture down into the
cellar himself, he called to the sup
posed intruder. "How did you get
down there?'
Desiring to bring Weiss voice up to
its highest pitch. Mr.. Hartley replied
as from below: II can't hear you"
How did you get down there" fair
ly shrieked Weiss. as he threw him
self on his hands and knees, and bent
close to the floor in order to make
came the voice from below. Mr. Hart
ley had now thoroughly aroused his
ire.
I'VE will see," he said. "who will
hang. Harry, go get q policeman
And forthwith Harry went. The en-.
ragged Weiss in his excitement wanted
| to tender the ventriloquest $3.75
in change for 81 bill. The
latter. waited, long enough to see
the lau WIN q UA6
Together they repaired In haste to the
cellar. Mr.. Hartley could hear the
| lad say, as they proceeded on the way:
you'll hear him call you. He just
told me I was a big fool"
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Some idea Of the extent to which VIC
| tins may be carried when once under
the spell may be CLEANED from the fol-
| lowing incident which Mr.. Hartley
vouches true in all its details: Half
dozen Italian boys selling their .frst
editions stood under the shadow Of big
st. Paups on Vesey street. Tony
Manoli, Angelo and Michael Rossi. Jim
Bertoli and Frank RONALD were the
names Of the five principal actors In the
scene. 1t was midday. The lads were
gazing curiously through the big iron
| fence bars, upon the grand old weather.
| beaten tablets under which rest the
bones Of long-parted folk Of revolu-
tionary times. Suddenly a voice as
from the old church called:
"'Hey. Tony, bring me in last edi-
tion.' The frightened lads looked at
each other in alarm. The more ven.
turesome Tony cried out in answer:
| "Where-a you are? I am locked in
here. Go and tell the policeman to let
me out Tony was somewhere reluct-
ant to do as he was hidden. The small
| lads all have an inherent fear of de
"copper" so he replied mournfully:
"'Tm afraida da cop.' Go getta one.
urged his companions. while one Of
them turned to me and asked:
'Wouldna you, Mist? Who wants a
paper?' I asked of Tony. A deada
man. tinka he mus-a be alive
| Tony! Tony! called the voice from
/ the big edifice. Let me out! want to
get out. l have been here seventy five
years and l am tired A crowd had
now collected, but those in the rear
could hear nothing. as the conversation
l carried on was in the low. sepulchral
tone. The lads appeared to be under
a spell, and not a soul knew the cause
of the disturbance.
| "'He mus-a be hungry How he get
dere?' 'Some-a bod mus-a let-a him
out It's big-a shame they vari-
ously observed.
II called from the same spot: Tony
What he replied quickly. his face a
, picture of seriousness. Go over to the
- building and tell Mr. r. to come
here right away. Tell him to let me
OUT 'What-a you name? I gave the
name of friend Of Mr.. r.
"'All right" the lads chorused, and
| Off they dashed for Mr. r.
Imagine my surprise to see Mr. r. ten
minutes later with q crowd Of eager
and painting urchins at his heels, max
ing for the spot with great haste.
tried to retreat without being observed
but the quick eye of my friend detected