New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1895-02-03
TRIALS OF THE LITTLE GROCEh
HE TRIUMPHs OVER NINTH-AvE. SMALL BOYS
POPCLACE AND POLICEMEN.

HE TRIUMPHs OVER NINTH-AvE. SMALL BOYS.
PoPrLACE AND POLICEMEN
The little German grocer has store in Ninth
ave- The Irish policeman who patrols the DOCK
on which the little grocery-store STANDS mas pre-
Lexow contempt for de Dutch" The small boys
of mixed nationality who infest the nelghporhoou
have a longing for the fruit and other dain'ies
disnIaved before the little store. To satisfy this
longing they have several times burst into the
store with yells OF Hey. Mister deres big hre
just round de corner"
Then when the grocer and his clerks nave rushed
out to view the supposed fire. the Youngsters nave
helped themselves literally TO oranges and other
goodies before the grocer has discovered the hoax
and returned TO defend his property
Lately the grocer has grown wiser in his gener-
alton than the children of the street. and having
provided himself with collection OF horsewhips
awaited the alarm OF FIRE Soon 1t came but the
wild-eyed young messengers OF fame met a hot
and unappreciative reception. out came the horse
whips The boss grocer Heinrich. the head clerk.
Hans. the delivery clerk. and even Johann the$rrand
boy fell upon the youngsters. horsewhps In hand.
The sidewalk covered with squirming. yelling
small boys. and the swish OF the flying lash hled
the air Half a doz IN Ninth-ave. promenaders
stopped TO inquire as to the merits OF 'he coh'o-
versy.
Go NIT tell away. None OF yer bizness'
shouted the boss grocer he dismissed the leader
OF the small boys with farewell cut OF his whip
This much for Ninth-aVe nesh ana pIood
TO stand and without further parley the newcomers
sailed in" well directed cross-counter on the
boss's cheek landed him In choice collection or
vegetables beside his door. vicious under
dyed poor Heinrichs blond mustache with
blood. A vigorous kick sent Hans into the gutter
while Johann fed into the store and hid behind the
counter. When the gathering crowd had swelled
10 the proportions OF a genuine rolley-car riot the
Irish policeman sauntered up Hey. dere. What's
all dis row about" inquired the bluecoat.
"You go away NIT yourself,' yelled the now hall
crazy grocer. You no good. Der boys all de time
got der number. | report you.
Arr g'wan." growled the bluecoai. yer always
fghtin'. Shut up I'll yez in: yez needn't yap
much. Yez always find me on de avenoo II
yez want ter"
This speech was punctuated with oratorical waves
OF his extended club and things began to look Sc
rous again when Johann. who had crept out from ms
hding-pac to position behind the oficer. yelled
''LeXow!" and fed back to the store again. me
crowd laughed. The buecoat jumped half out OF his
shoes and moved down the street with several part
ing repetitions Of the statement: "Yez can arways
find me the avenoo' And the grocer retired
within his door to vent the rest OF his wrath on his
clerks.
When curious woman customer dropped in later
in the evening 10 buy five cents worth OF butter
and satisfy her inquistveness. the grocer was all
smiles
''Oh. / bluff dat policeman fine" ne chucked. He
send erpooey around already He tink
don't know II come from him. but know. ] know
him. Irisher stuff And the white winged
dove of peace again broods the little German
grocery in Ninth-ave.