The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1898-08-12
Epistles to ST. Paul.

Jack" Bennett, very genial fellow who
once pursued the vocation in MINNEAPOLIS
designated by railroad men as "body snatch
ing" has removed his field of ghoulish use
fulness to Chicago.
When the PhiIistine met him on Dearborn
street the other afternoon, Jack" had just
turned away from the base ball bulletin.
''How goes it?' was asked Of the aureoled
railroader.
Fine" replied Bennett, just as though he
meant it, too. Finest that ever came off. ="
What club you playing with this season.
"Pennant winners. The only team. Never
been on a team before where We had two
chances to win and none to lose. Had the
pennant at one end or the other so long we
can't lose the grip"
"Oh, yes. l see, drumming for Admiral
Dewey cigarettes, eh?"
mo, the B. & O." replied Bennett, SUI
premely contemptuous. Baltimore used to
get it, now Cincinnati gets it. See?"
ooh, the crooked road!'' was the only
sneering allusion that could possibly be re-
sorted to to squelch the oleagtnous passenger
man, who played ball for Minneapolis before
catchers wore masks, and when the wearer
OF a glove would have been hooted off the
diamond.
"Crooked' replied Bennett. "Did you say
crooked? Why, our rolling stock is all so
fast that the machinists could not take up
the lost motion fast enough to keep the trains
down to schedule and they had to follow the
finest scenery. Even now we frequently have
to take the engineer out at each water tank
and pump water on his fevered brow. The
friction of the air penetrating the open win
dows of the cab is so intense that nearly all
of our limited train men wearing asbes-
tos wigs, their hair having been burned off.
han tn i
more? We have one fine train that leaves in
time to get you there for breakfast tomorrow.
Would you like a compartment sleeper or
just the old
But the Philistine had met his little David,
and the slungshot had gotten in its deadly
work.
Did you ever hear how Jim Casey, the
horseman. got his start in life? This is the
Saltwater version of 1t:
1t was a pleasant morning in June when
Jim, walking down Third street, met an old
friend who was leading a large-sized broncho
branded which was nearly dead with the
heaves. He told Jim to sell the horse for
$25 and he would allow IS commission. Jim
agreed to try and at once took possession
and made bee line for DR.. Boswick's office
and told him the circumstances. The doctor
told Jim to take the pony home and keep him
x,
and to keep all water from his sight, thus
making him a saiable horse as far as the
heaves were concerned. Jim thanked his
friend the doctor for the advice. and went
home at once and put his instructions into
effect
In the afternoon Jim called on ex-Gov.
Merriam, having heard the governor had made
inquiry for broncho pony. He had no diff
Guilty in disposing Of the animal, and deIiv-
cred him the next morning. got his money.
and the governor was satisfied the horse was
sound, and thus Jim made his beginning.
A week elapsed. when Jim met the gov
ernor who admitted he had been caught
with white elephant, and offered Jim S. Ii
he would take him and sell him to some one
else for SIS. Jim accepted the proposition
with many thanks, and during the next ak
months Jim had sold the same broncho sew
enteen times. making S. each time.
He said he would have been in the same
business today If the pony had not died.
The Philistine.