Evening journal., 1898-05-04
soME PIGEoN ENGLIsH.


L. Scott Townsend, paying teller OF
the Security Trust and Safe Deposit
Company. has gone to farming. That
is he still retains his position in the
banking house. but runs farm in his
spare moments. That is the manner In
which the Wayfarer always thought
that he would like to farm. 1t beats
the sifn-up TO sun-down way in many
particulars. and especially in the mat
Ter of personal comfort and convent
ence
Nearly every young farmer concludes
that a farm is not complete without a
flock OF pigeons. Mr.. Townsend Is no
exception to the rule. Events OF to-day
lead the Wayfarer to the assumption
that Mr.. Townsend called Watchman
Harry Motherall to him and said.
Harry, | want you to go down town
and buy me four pigeons, and be sure
that they are not all coaxers. Here's
the money"
Waterman Motherall left the bank
and proceeded down the street, re-
splendent in his new Summer uniform.
The Wayfarer, who saw him, was
struck by the dove-lil1e look on his face,
but attached no special importance to
it,
some time ldltI int Nhgldltl saw
Watchman Motherall coming up Ship
ley street carrying a box in his hand.
The sounds OF Whittier ka-whoOl whit
ter-ka-whOOl whoo! whOO! whooE
coming from the interior of the box,
told the Wayfarer that the watchman
had some pigeons in his possession.
The Wayfarer was just stepping into a
doorway when he heard a crash and a
nutter. Glancing out he saw the pig
con box on the pavement, with Watch
man MOtherall holding the broken
string in one hand and holding on to
the tail feathers Of an escaping pigeon
with the other The struggling bird
effected its escape by tearing out it's tail
feathers, and flew off to join the other
three. Watchman Motherall murmured
something, picked up the box and, after
taking a last sad look at the recreant
pigeons, proceeded on his way to the
bank, where he broke the news TO Mr..
Townsend. He doubtless turned to his
private accounts and charged up the
pigeons to profit and loss, allowing due
credit for the handful OF tail feathers
left on account by the bird which was
the last to say farewell to Watchman
Motherall, who has been talking pig
con English ever since the incident
LITTLE BOY BLUE.
The Wayfarer Is informed that a
diminutiye member of one of the loca
military companies, now at CamI
Tunnel, has received from his besi
girl, who resides on the West Side Of
town, a letter of affectiOnate encour
agement which concludes as follows:
Little Boy Blue,
90 Blow your horn
Your sweetheart is true,
But with heart fOrlorn.
Never mind me,
Go meet the brutes-
Then, Little Boy Blue,
Well shoot the shoOtsl
Wen shoot the shoots,
And teach her
Yes. Little Boy Blue,
SO truel so true
Wen shoot the chutes
With a preacher.
Little Boy Blue,
Dispel your fears,
My heart is true,
And will be for years
When you meet the Dons,
Defeat the galOots;
Then, Little Boy Blue,
Wen shoot the chutes,
Well shoot the chutes
Together.
Yes, Little Boy Blue,
so truel so true!
Wen shoot the chutes
Foreverl
AN EVENTFUL RIDE.
The Patriotic Bicycle Club, compose
OF two young men in a local lfe-bo'
building plant, and two statesmen in
Market street clothing house, took
trip to Camp Tunnel on Sunday, an