Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1897-06-07
OUR NEW YORK LETTER.
The Trolley Car Sprink1er-The Big Hat
on the Stage-City Children Who
Are Not In the Parks.
Especial Correspondence


the streets Of this city without flooding
them is one which has agitated wheel
men for long time. The work has
hitherto been done by a private corpora
| ton, which did not seem to care what
people thought of its methods. A little
| legislation st Albany during the last
session has probably caused this concern
to modify its views materially, and un
der the new regime things are not SO
bad as they were, although they are ag
gravating enough in all conscience.
| The answer to complaints has always
been that it is impossible TO put water
on to dust without making mud. This
sounds very smart, but it is not little
bit true. There is one trolley line in
Brooklyn which has solved the problem
in a manner eminently satisfactory to
the persons living along the route. A car
runs over the tracks with huge sprin
kler ON board. The outlet is small, and
fine stream is constantly pouring from
the rear but it is so thinly distributed
that it does what watering carts are in
tended to do-lay the dust without max
ing mud, which the cyclist hates SO
heartily. If the flow happens to be lit
tie too heavy, as sometimes occurs despite
all precautions, the car is stopped every
here and there, the water shut off, and
then the motOrman starts the stream as
he sends the continuance ahead at a
high rate Of speed, thus preventing the
water from having too much volume at
any given point
An Example Worthy Of Imitation.
Perhaps the most interesting phase of
the work done by this company is that
it was undertaken voluntarily and with
no other object in view than to increase
the comfort of patrons of the road. Ev-
erybody knows what an awful cloud Of
dust the average trolley car sucks along
after it and how much of it comes in
side and deposits itself upon the passen-
gers apparel. 1t is one of the nuisances
inseparably associated up to the present
time with comparative rapid transit in
many of the smaller cities, but by this
plan and running these watering cars
over the road at frequent intervals one
may enjoy a ride without imagining
himself in front Of carpet beaten. Be
sides, the air is considerably cooled by
the process. The passengers of this lib
orally managed Brooklyn line have evil
IDENTIFY discovered that fact, and they
show their appreciation by going out of
their way to extend their patronage
where it is so richly deserved. The ex-
ample is worthy of emulation.
Tho Big Lat on the Stage.
A little bit OF pantomime introduced
in "The Circus Girl, - at DAILY theater,
is a splendid object lesson on the big
hat question. Jimmie Powers and
Miss Ashley are the actors in the skit.
Two chairs are placed one behind the
other, to represent the seats at a theater.
Mr.. Powers comes in and takes his place
on the rear chair. The play is enter
tanning, and Mr.. Powers is enjoying it
highly when in comes Miss Ashley with
the biggest Of big hats on her head and
sits down right in front of Mr.. Powers.
Of course his enjoyment is over, but
a happy thought strikes him, and out
he rushes, evidently to the box office,
for he is back again in minute, and
this time he takes a seat in front of
Miss Ashley. Deliberately he runs his
fingers through his hair until his head
looks good zeal like that of a Circas-
sian beauty.
a Good Object Lesson.
And now it's Miss Astley's turn to
be annoyed. She fdgets; she fumes.
Finally she asks Mr. Powers to smooth
down his hair, but he only grins and
points at her hat. Then she, too, f1ounces
out and returns with a coupon for the
seat in front. This is too much, and
Mr.. Powers calls an usher. The whole
matter is explained in dumb show, and
Miss Ashley is given her choice of re-
moving her hat or leaving the theater.
Off comes Miss Astley's hat instanter,
and SO does that of any lady in the au-
dience who may have CHANGED to wear
it so long. The pantomime always gets
hearty round of applause, and the au-
dience thoroughly enjoys the discom-
future of those ladies who have been
caught with their hats on.
Where Are the Children?
To the casual visitor to the park these
fair afternoons there is no more signifi-
can't feature of the gorgeous cavalcade
giving life and color to every bit of high
way than the small proportion of chill
dren taking part. Omission, as it is, it
is somehow more noticeable than all
the rest-the smart horses, the ire
proachable traps and trappings, and
even the vernal array of beautiful !
women, which this season is nothing
short of spectacular. But where are the
children that must belong to some of
these many beautiful, smartly attired
women? Surely they might appear, If
ever, during an afternoon drive in the
park, when there could be no question Of
propriety and very little of convenience.
In a several hours survey of the pag-
can't the other day only four carriages
were to be seen with children.
Pampered Days Galore.
One charming young matron after
another bowled along in her great, emp