The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-01-27


path to enter a classmates room and
have some stolen fun.
one night one of the boys rooming I'm
the mansard story was awake when he
saw the future governor marching along
the third story caves I'm his night gown
with as much apparent confidence as
though he were dressed and on a sidewalk
The boys heart stood still for moment.
| but he soon realized his friends peril. ana
grabbing Budd dragged him into his room.
Budd's heart was checked a little. too.
when he got awake and realized where he
had been
But somnambust is always safe in
walking on third-story caves unless he
wakes up there and gets frightened The
only really dangerous experience that
Budd ever had In his restless sleep was enc
that marked his attendance at that same
school. From boyhood until now his ex-
hibitions of somnambulism have gener-
ally followed a lack OF fresh air In his
room. He has always required an outside
room with a window wide open in any
weather, and when any circumstances
curtail that abundant supply OF fresh air
he Is sure to get up and see about 1t in
his sleep. Sometimes he will get up, open
the window in proper style and so back to
bed, but at other times he win take a trip
abroad for the air He has many times
risen and smashed an mprisonlng win
dow and gone back to bed without know
ing anything about II. This has generally
been when his room was especially con-
fning. Light is also nearly as essential
10 his quiet sleep as air.
The dangerous experience spoken OF was
on the old river steamer Julia on which he
and his brother John were coming back
from Stockton TO the school one night.
Jim went to sleep in the bunk above his
brother in a stuffy little stateroom,
and during the night got up and sent his
good young fist through the window
in effective style. He went back to bed
without having wakened and before long
his brother was reused by something
dripping on him. He quickly found that
II was blood from Jinns wrist in which
a blood vessel had been cut by the glass.
The blood was flowing freely and Jim
Budd was rapidly bleeding to death while
sound asleep The governor-elect bears
that long scar plainly to-day. with several
others, which are souvenirs of windows
he has smashed at other times
At this remote time a story Of another
OF his steamer experiences seems a little
funny. Back in the 7O's Budd made COM
paratively frequent trips to Oregon and
back. generally on the City of Chester
Capt. Budd knew him well and knew
about his sleep walking Budd could
never get plain sleep in a steamers
stateroom. On such trips he frequently
restorted to the expedient of tying a small
rope around his wrist and to his bed He
has often done this, in fact on land and
the jerk when he comes to the end Of his
tether, usually awakens him before he
gets fairly started, though sometimes he
has found the rope lying nicely in place
after having been united and carefully
tied up again, as though he had cleverlv
fooled himself when he walked in the
night.
On one of his trips with Capt. Bowen
the steamer was crowded and drummer
shared Budds stateroom Along toward
bed time the drummer heard the captain
ask Budd In very matter-of-fact way
IL he was going to tie himself Up that
night. and Budd casually remarked that
he didn't know. The alarmed drummer
at once made inquiries about his strange
roommate. and it was explained to him
that the young gentleman often walked
in his sleep, and the officer couldn't re-
sist adding that Budd was liable to inno-
Gently kill anybody when in that condi-
ton.
The steamer was lying at its Portland
dock. ready for the down trip, when Budd
and the drummer had both retired Budd
didn't know or care anything about the
drummer. who. however, was much in
terested in Budd, and didn't find IT easy
to go to sleep.
Budd had not gone to sleep either when
a tremendous footing of whistles began
outside. Budd was curious to know what
it meant and he jumped out Of his bunk
rather quickly TO go TO the window. The
alert and frightened drummer thought the
somnambulist was at work and he quickly
grabbed Budd by the legs so hard that the
clutch hurt. Budd couldn't understand
the strange assault, and in quick-tern-
pered way he turned and gave the drum
mer a blow on the jaw that nearly sent
him through the state room door Then
that commercial travellers hair turned
gray.
The expenses of Budd's steamer trips
were increased three or four times by his
smashing out the Stats or panels in his
stateroorn door-instead Of the window
He has missed all the possible enjoyment