New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1895-11-03

so Georges kitchen is the gathering place for the
stabemen and transfers. and as soon as the dishes
down for the night 1t is in tLe kitchen that me me
men gather and talk or play at checkers W WIN IN IN
great coats OF the and about the stove on
coming wet winter nights their Wel-9ied BOOTS
will sea son and gather warmth for the days wear
ing round. That kitchen OF Georges IN IT'S SIM
plcity is commentary upon molsrh iu ae.er
ing regiment Nor do they camor for cake ana PIE
and icecream and cSnscton sd rad Sorss
then he fulfil the remark Just recorded tha'
The italians live in cr1der way than these bon
vlvan;s in the NarIan arm o. the camp ana heS
their iocat lon bat i've in jerome Park much as
they would N Hester-st They buy cneap meas heae.
faction to them. as they pay no rent -,
With al the human nature, mixed up in Jerome
Varan aG ard Streeant John II smith OF the Wake
s 'front.' Of P af UP TPa 9Ri
men. who sometimes careless OF bedding Iot
opened and BY the light of lantern the form Of a
is this fellow doing in here alone? Bring up ms
mate" Mr. Varians voice rang out sharply IN the
Now | will show you beauty. he continued.
Then one o. the men appsaIea s a"n purs
enough. the owner said, TO pull down mouse.
caranV room enough for them both TO raterna
The observers however. were speedily 10 be treae !
to instance or equine btpItNl~N VI was a. ma
the dapp,e gray resented being doubled up in his
bsrthing@ The tho OF investigators had not gone
cries for MIR Varian The gray has kicked the
white horse and is walking al, over the pace,
WAS found to Le true The dapp.e by that time had
been removed from the stall ana was ssandlns
ing up his lantern. the reporter looked at the OLD
rascal who was trying IN ms e.umsy horse rs. wa
coat sleeve OF his admrer He had a way Of show
ING the whites of the eyes, though. that was SUI
gcio afi tola IF no
ing devil under his sleek coat OF dappe gray mar
and he annea hs nsaH IN His team Ms
vas found with the near hind leg CONTRACTED wan
pain ant 10 rn maS h Weight on t. But he was
out. and examnation showed not even an aDra
sio an oa n around pretence so that they nigh,
sured Of separate stalls IN the tmtnre inat Is 'he
question that vii. remain unanswered proDaDy'
A HORSE OF LUXURIOUS HABITS.
Another queer thing in the equine world is the
rot,en, of how horses rest. 1t has been held by
many experts on this that some horses seldom
II ever lie down and If they do Il is only for snort
time In fact some horses have never been caught
lying down in their stalls at any hour OF me nsn'
Jerome Park who believes in rest HIS req Dok II
on the floor and about him at the head OF te s,a
ia the hay. The stablemen assure all hands thei.
that the minute that animal gets the harness on
down he punges and feeds yng down ae co one
ientedy nosing here ana there i9T Pal az
ut p hia ede Feeding
was ample for both 10 lie down Dut ti M o al,
took 10 his bedding only when he had eaten ms MI
While the horses being bedded me soulsd ol
saw and hammer resounds from the outside OF me
stabas By the dim light OF lanterns men are az
work fixing up wagons for daylight use rat Owe,
on the excavated ground there IS hesle e , a.
the anvil IN the blacksmith's forse 81 tne nouI "
late IL Is nearly 10 o'clock. The nres nave ulsd
down All over the grounds. few stray sparks
from one OF the chimneys betray the TACT that ne
groes are bunking inside for they are easiy chiieu
AZ the visitors pass out OF the grounds, geams of
light ooze out from chnks in one OF the stables
and following the ftful lines there issue sundry
sounds Of revelry There is the pink, plank PUNK
OF the banjo the scrapng OF feet subdued calls IN
a masculine voice an occasional outbursi or laugh
ter and other strange gurglngs and gigglinSs that
can only come from the throat feminine MT Coon
IL having a barn party" remarks Sergeant SMITH
sententouslv and then his burly figure Is swallowed
up In the night he clucks 70 his stout niue mare
and she swings round the curve into Boston Road
while the reporter and the artist vault the s,lle and
slip away along the shlmmering line OF the oi
Aqueduct leaving Mr.. Coon TO his recreation and
Jerome Parks beauty to its heeting slumher