Santa Fe new Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1898-1951, 1898-12-20
HAD FUN WITH UTT.
BUT THE VICTIM FAILED TO APPRE-
GATE THE JOKE.

And When 1t Damned Upon Him That
thu Boys Had Been Giving Him a
Dose of His own Medicine He Was
More Tha Weary.
Secretary UT of the Commercial club
will always believe that Vine Hovey
and Edgar Allen played it low down on
him. Mr.. UT enjoys a joke as we'll as
anybody-when be plays it-but when
it comts to trihing with his tender feel
ings and impugning his mental equi-
poise he is averse to being it in such
jokes.
A few days ago Edgar Allen of the
firm of Allen Bros. went down to Forest
City, Mo-, to look after his canning
factory and tomato farms, John UT
went along because UT is another old
resident Of the Platte purchase and de-
lights in meeting his old papaw
friends. The train arrived in Forest
City at noon, and Mr.. Allen and Mr..
UT repaired to the hotel for dinner.
After dinner Mr.. Allen engaged a rig
" uIlN6 uIOuLNk -Hlo UlIlnUO luLIlID hllu
invited Mr.. UT to go with him.
"Nitl' exclaimed UT. '"I'm not in
the tomato business"
"Come along anyhow" entreated
Allen.
"No; I'm going over to Oregon,
where everybody knows me and where
/ know everybody" said UT.
Just then Vine Hovey oame along
and asked:
"Going to look at Eds tomatoes?"
"No; going to Oregon" said UT.
Hovey then said he would drive
around with Allen, and UT said he
would wait for the Oregon hack. Allen
and Hovey drove around to the hack
barn, and Hovey said to Bert Foster:
There's a heavy, smooth faced, dark
complexioned man standing down on
the corner by the hotel. He escaped
from the asylum at Glenwood last
night, and we are trying to hold him
here till No. 81 comes. Some asylum
officers will be on that train. The mar
says he wants to go to Oregon, but don't
take him"
"Well, no man that's a bughouse can
ride in my hack" said Foster.
When Foster drove down by the
hotel, UT hailed him.
II amt goin to Oregon said Foster
as he whipped up his horses and sent
them galloping around the corner.
UT made a few remarks and sent
word down to the livery stable that he
wanted a team to drive over to Oregon.
Just as the liveryman was hitching up
Allen and Hovey drove by.
"Say," said Hovey to the liveryman,
"if a large, smooth faced, dark com
| plexioned man who says his name is
| UT wants a rig to drive to Oregon,
don't let him have it. He escaped from
the asylum at Olarinda last night, and
we're trying to hold him here until the
asylum officers come down on No. a."
The %liveryman looked disguised and
Immediately unhitched the team and
sent it back to the stable. Then he went
up town and said to UT:
"Sorry, mister, but 1 haven't got a
team in the barn. All out"
Utt's remarks convinced the livery
man that he was dealing with a lunatic.
UT was mad. He shed his coat and
started to walk to Oregon. 1t was hot,
up hill and dusty. UT toiled along, but
[ a telephone message beat him. Hovey
phoned Ira Peter that UT was coming
and explained the joke. Peter is quick
to catch on, and when UT hove in
sight of Oregon everybody was on.
Everybody that UT met looked at him
with pity and refused to recognize him
as the UT Of other days. Everybody
thought him an escaped l~unatic, and
UT was in misery. He could not find a
friend to recognize him and could not
hire a livery team to drive back to For
est City. Walking was out Of the ques-
ton.
Finally Ira Peter hove in sight and
pretended to recognize UT. Ira insisted
that UT was all right and that he
would take a r Of him until the asylum
officers came.
About an hour later Ut looked at
Ira in a w~oebegone fashion and said:
Era, old boy, if you don't let up in
a few minutes, DANCED if I won't have
to be taken to an asylum"
And then Peter relented, and UT
was received royalty by his old friends
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