The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-09-29

d" In the name of Indiana shouted
Waugh evidently very much excited to
have his state thus invidiously referred
TO, In the name of Indiana 1 pronounce
that statement false
Without another word Turpin started
Tor waugh, while Waugh, nothing loath
meet him. The two beiligerents met in
front of the clerks desk. They struck at
each other several times, but in way to
make the hearts of such as Corbett and
FitzsimmOns ache Sherman Hoar, of
Massachusetts, in the enthusiasm of youth
ana his anxiety to preserve the peace and
prevent general House disgrace, rushed
to part the cOmbatants and got all the
ticks. Every blow struck him and he came
out of the melee very sore and tousled
indeed. As usual both gentlemen apollo
gized to each other and to the House, and
the pension story of the deaf man who
attended the telephone was allowed TO
Speaking of sherman Hoar, he took
painful part in an incident which, while
guef-lnspiring IN all its phases, couldn't
be called a tight. Hoar was very young
and to his disgust very much resembled
in personal appearance one of the head
pages of the House. This head page was
a great joker of the sort termed practical
and the butt of much of his humor was a
sleepy darby who had charge of the
House wash-roOm. This Congo was prone
TO sit in chair in the wash room and
slumber. The funny head page would slip
up to him as he slumbered and tip him
over on the floor. This was Joke. Before
geance the head page would be back in
the House, beyond whose green baize por-
tails no humble Congo might pursue his
prey. on one particular afternoon the
humorous page tipped over the sleepy col
ored man several times. 1t all gave him
great joy on his part, however, the dark
victim of all this fun lusted for revenge.
1t was o clock in the afternoon when
the Congo, opening his eyes after cat
nap, beheld his prosecutor bending above
a wash basin refreshing his face. The be-
deViled COngos joy was uncOnfined. The
Lord had delivered his enemy into his
hands
"The negro is not an originator At
best, ne is only an imitator. In this SUI
preme' hour of triumph our poor black
friend could think of nothing better than
to creep to the unSuspecting rear of his
tyrant and kick him. This he did, and he
threw all the force of his tropical nature
into the caress. He kicked the enemy
soundly and then stood back to enjoy his
victory
''The force of this rear end collision
drove the victims head against the wall
with amazing force 1t was not unnatural
that he should look up. He did so, and
the darby was Mortified when he recog-
niZed the features of Sherman Hoar, Back
districts The darby did not faint, for the
reason that darkies never faint. But he
grew. several shades lighter at the thought
of what he had done.
''Hoar, on his part, could not find words
to express his indignant establishment At
last the poor darby managed to explain in
the most contrite fashion that he had mis-
taken Hoar for the head page, who OPP
pressed him. Hoar granted him forgive
ness although in his proud heart he re-
garded the explanation as a greater insult
than the assault. After that Hoar bathed
his face at the hotel. He did not care to
take further risks in the house wash
room, for the kick had not diminished his
resemblance to that felon of a page.