The times., 1897-08-20
BULL HAS A HIGH OLD TINE
Came From the Country and
Starts to Do the Town.
CALLS ON THE BARKEEPERS
He Visits the Raleigh Cafe for N
Cocktail Fails TO Get Ii aud Looks
in at willers'- Upsets Stove
and Surrounds Sergeant Moore
Finally Rounded Up.


Wednesday night at one end of a rope
There was a bull at the other end.
John has raised many head of cattle, but
never has there come into his possession the
equa. to the one which he brought to tow
aud placed in the COW yard for the night.
There be lay meditating. The city air in
famed him. He felt like being real bad"
and, it is believed, made up his mind to
see all that was going il the chance came
his way
Yesterday morning his owner, whose
real name is Ford, took him out. Before he
could imagine what the animal was about
the rope had been Jerked from his hands,
and helter- skelter went "Sawney' over
the cobblestones toward Pennsylvania
avenue
A number of persons saw the bull come
tearing along, but his head was lowered
in such business-like manner and his
bellewings grated the ears so harshly THAI
they wisely refrained from interfering.
The first place he saw Was the Hotel
Raleigh. AS it was only So'clock, he felt
the need OF bracer, and started in the
door of the hosiery.
In order TO reach the barroom it was
necessary for him to pass by the hotels
cigar and new stand. The young man
in charge was busly engaged in balancing
copy of the August Argosy upon the
latest edition of the Steam Magazine.
Hearing a clatter On the stone ilonr, he
looked up. The habitual smile with
which he welcomes customers vanished.
He gave one lcok, then a jump. over
tuInhled Aiunseys and everything else.
IN his fright he made futile efforts TO
But tie visitor had caught sundry shifts
CT Old Hennessy and redolent mint. He
rGshed back to the barroom. Strange ID
say, however, the usually polite bartender
! forgot 10 ask him, ''Whatis yours While
he was debating whether it was more
advisable TO cram himself into the ice
cooler or to perch on the iron grill WORK
over the door, the bull was casually inspect
ing the room.
Just at the moment, when he was about
| TO brow sc on mixed drinks, a pursuing
crowd reached the door. 1t wasn't nee
eAsary for any one to display a red flag.
The fugitive gave snort and below, aud
started to dislocate the mosaic flooring,
preparatory to tossing his prosecutors over
| the top of the new postoffice building.
Then he made rush BY the time he
had cleared the doorsiIl there wasn't a
man in sight.
Then the bull ieisurely trotted across
| the Avenue, and seeing the door OF Willer's
saloon standing open, pushed aside the
| wicker Swinging door ard came in. A
crowd who had been OUT the night before
| almost trampied one another TO death as
| hey holted out OF the back way. Mine Host
wIller remained urbanely back of the bar
to see what his customer would have.
Pat the bun wasn't having" any
| thing Just about then. he made his way
| into the kitchen where Oscar Brown was
seated. Oscar saw the bull first, and as
lie looked too playful for comfort scrambled
to a place of safety. The rest of the
crowd was in the hall endeavoring to
climb over one anuther's heads.
Sergeant Moore and Officer Adams
then came into the game. But the majesty
OF the law didn't amount to a row of
| shucks. There was a snort, d rear and
| several violent butts and an indiscrimi
nate mass of policemen and citizens lay
on the floor. For variety's sake, the
stove was next attacked, and a perfect
rain of SCOT came tumbling down. By
| this time the bull had gotten well into
action, and began to play battledore and
| shuttlecock with the kitchen furniture.
Then some one opened a door and out
darted the bull Down D street he
rushed. a woman was in his way.
| There was scream and she performed
q back so:nersault.
In a few minutes Sir Bull had reached
q nearby lumber yard, where Sergt. Moore
found him still fun of action, SO active
in fact. that the doughty guardian of the
peace found that nearby tree was a
splendid shield, and lodged behind it.
Every now and then the bull would make
buff, as though he We're going to knock
/ the tree over. This state of affairs might
have gone on forever, had not Ford ar
| rived at a most upportune juncture, and,
tiefdy lassoing his property, led ''Sawne "
back again TO the cow yard.
What is going to be done with the bel
licosc animal .'Calfr didn't say, but Mr.
Willers ard Sergt. Moore and OFFICER
Adams and whole lot more people who
came near dying of heart failure hope
it viii be something awful.