The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1895-03-10
STORIES FROM THE STREETS.


STORIES FROM THE STREETS.
During spirited American play the gall
lery of the Park Theater is a hotbed of
enthusiasm and patriotism. The appear
ance of the American flag on the stage, or
the triumph of an American hero over a
foreign villain, is the signal for tremendous
cheers, which often break the rules of the
house by giving vent to shrill whistles and
stamping of feet. In one play recently pro-
duced an American was entrapped in plot
by which it expected to take his life.
He was stranger in strange country. A
squad of foreign soldiers stood with aimed
guns ready to fire the fatal shot, for the
American had been adjudged guilty of be-
ing spy. Just before the captain was to
give the fatal command the American pulled
small American flag from his bosom, and,
waving it above his head, shouted:
Shoot if you dare
lowered and amid the widest confusion in
the gallery, the curtain went down. Last
in play whose plot was laid in a South
American country. All nations were rep
s ma bs but the United States h About the
American commander came marching in.
preceded by a squad of marines, the leader
ira played the "Star-spangled Banner" and
the whole house shook with the cheers of
There is more patriotism down here than
any place else in town. remarked spec
tator at an American play, land to witness
one of these plays shows that there is a
great deal of respect for the flag and a lot
of reverence for the country among the
people"
For two hours one night the past week
two reporters stood on the steps in the
courthouse basement waiting for the mem
bers of Council committee to finish their
deliberations N oil
man came staggering down the steps from
the floor where the county offices are
located. The old man came very slowly. as
if each step caused him pain. Reaching
the bottom, he leaned on a post and in an
idiotic manner remarked:
I'm an awful sick man."
The two reporters were at once con-
cerned and began to ask the old man ques-
tons. He replied by repeating a lot of
stuff about himself, man named Flat
terry and a Scotchman. all three of whom.
it seemed, had had fight. 1t was impos-
sible to understand all that was said. The
thread of the old mans story was broken
by the following, which was said loud
enough to be heard:
wish L had a drink.
No attention was paid to the wish and
the man continued his tale of woe, which
was judged to be tale of woe only by
the tone in which it was delivered. The
mans story was suddenly stopped when
to the iron steps.
IT am dying he muttered
The reporters were unable to tell whether
he was in earnest, so they stood and awit-
ed developments.
"Send for the patrol wagon and take me
to the poor form, where 1 can die con-
tinued the man as he looked up pitifully.
Evidently thinking that the sympathy
which he aroused was not sufficient. the
other, said in a stage whisper:
MY pulse is stopping. Get me drink
OF whisky right away.
One of the reporters was convinced that
the map was shamming but the other was
on the point of running for q a. doctor; 81,
You can't work that old trick here said
the first reporter, addressing the man. The
latter looked at the two reporters in a dis.
gusted manner He raised himself by aid of
the railing cast one contemptuous glance
at the two young men who had spurnedl his
appeal, and, turning. to go upstairs. said:
go to HI you ar1stocratss
A man, his wife and four children, were
attendants upon the floor of the Senate one
night last week. At the door they called
for their Senator" and that dignitary OBJ
tanned their entrance. 'sTher Senator" felt
it his duty to entertain the family for a
time, for he did not know but what the
man was one of his constituents who pos
sessed influence Their Senator sat down
in a chair near the settee upon which the
family sat. He asked about the health of
the children and endeavored to put the fam
lily at ease.
This has been a very busy session." re-
marked their Senator and the farmer
replied that he thought as much.
TT has been this way" began the Sena-
tor 1--WE have had a thousand and six
things to attend to, but there are. lot of
cranks in this body who retard the public
interest to the farmer brought up for con-
sideration. but they have been held in the
Seems to me-. said the farmer, that
you could call them from the commit
Eve can cali them, but that is all the
good it does" replied the Senator, and then
to divert the conversation he asked
'.How's everything down at the farm"
Far as I know. all right" answered the
farmer.
Mccormick is fine town. Fine coun-
Maybe, fur ali know. but don't know
nothing about the place
II don't mean Mccarmiek." explained the
II mean Mc-McCo' -
..Jonesville is our town.
..Jonesvlie, Jonesville that is the name,
+ don't know how I got the name Of Nc
Carrnick in my head. Strange, but then l
have so many things to see h 70; , But ! f re-
get what you did for me in the election.
Their Senator had TO return to his
seat on the floor. The family sat for an
hour listening to an argument ON whether
it was the original or amended question be-
fore the house. The children. soon tired.
ceedings and the family arose to 60 Their
Senator" came rushing toward them and
with an outstretched hand exclaimed:
mot going already, are you? / am glad
you and your family called: Come UP again.
Now, Mr.. Do Gee Ro-"
johnson is my name,'' said the owner
of tine hame, coming to the Senator's as-
sistance.
Pardon me- Mr.. johnson. I am glad
you called, indeed an"
AS the family passed out of the. door
into the corridor the old man could be
poor sort OF 4 Senator" And their Sena-
tor had 1ost one faithful family Of sup-