The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1895-06-15
DEBs IN HIGH SPIRITS.
In Attire Picturesque, But Disheve1sd He
Tells of the Cucumber.

In Attire Picturesque, hut Dlsheve1sd He
Tells Of the Cucumber.
The Chicago Times Herald gives an
account of the surrender of Eugene v
Debs to the authorities that varies con-
siderably from the telegraph accounts
The Times Herald says:
When the leader of last years strike
stepped from the elevator at the fifth
floor of the Monadnock block yesterday
morning he was considerably the worse
for wear and tear, especially tear. Mr..
Debs made his way down the hall with
the giugerly, high stepping gait of
man who suspects the floor OF persist
ent intention to fly up and slap his face.
A straw hat perched airily on one corner
of his head, and the rim Jared at vary
ing angles in mute evidence of having
been degraded to the level of pillow.
| Sundry buttons on his vest refused to
continue their chummy association with
neig boring buttonholes, and a necktie
of pale rose tint had started on an expe-
dition to explore the back of his neck.
Mr.. Debs recognized himself in spite of
the disguise, and greeted the waiting
crowd in the marshaPs office with
cheerful, "Well, here l am, boys"
Deputy marshals and railroad men
had gathered in the room to watch for
the return of the missing man. Mr..
Debs wore a rubicund smile and beamed
on all. He shook hands right and left
and took off his hat in the excess of his
politeness. "Glad to shee you, glad to
shee you, old boy" was his greeting to
| beardless boys and to grizzled officers
alike. Drawing himself up with an ef
fort, he proceeded to tell how he had
been betrayed and his honor compro-
missed by seductive cucumber
mo, shir. boys, didn't drink drop
| not DROP | was sick. Sorry | broke
my word. l ate some cucumbers. Never
! broke my word before. Cucumbers
| gave me cholera morbus. Never break
my word again-never, never. But here
/ l am, and what does one day count, any
way. No. shir, not drop-only been
sick"
Mr.. Debs talked on in garrulous, in
coherent, good natured strain, now lean
| ing on the shoulder of the nearest man,
and than shaping another on the back in
the exuberance of goodfellowship. He
spoke sometimes to the whole company
gathered about him, and again in
a confidential whisper to single
listener With q flushed face and tongue
that faltered and tripped in strange
pranks with the English language, he
undertook to tell where he had been
while the deputies were searching for
him.
With an attempt to be serious, ne sald
he had gone to Mr.. Hubbard's room for
a needed rest. He lay down to sleep
after cautioning his friend to call him at
| 4:30 o'clock in order that he might catch
the Northwestern train at Western
avenue and join the other American
Railway Union men on the way to the
Woodstock Jail Hubbard failed to call
him, and when he awoke it was o'clock.
On awakening he became aware that
some green cucumbers he had eaten for
dinner were on very bad terms with bis
stomach, and in the distress of an attack
of cholera morbus he forgot to notify
the marshal of his whereabouts. He re-
manned at Hubbard's until 8 o'clock yes
terday morning, when they got up fol
breakfast and started for the marshal's
| nfficA