Evening star., 1898-08-27
NEW YaRk CUSTOM


The "growier." otherw5se the duck" is
an institution of@whia washingtonians
who haven't beenScorF4pted by visits to
such wicked. wicked tosSns as New York
are beautifully and conn pendably ignorant.
Ihis story Is related to illustrate that fact.
young New York man, who recently re-
cetved an appointment in the Treasury De-
partrnent, moved with his wife into house
far over on street the other day. The
couple had hot afternoons work of it in
getting their stuffs installed and planted.
and when the SHADES ofsnight drew about.
the New York man. and likewise the New
York mans spouse, decided in the conven-
tional and lamentable New York manner
that pitcher full of beer would be about
the r1ght thing. These young people were
from New York. remember
Gmms piteher-a big, deer. pitcher.a
wash pitcher I'D be best, probably-and I'll
go after 1t, said the husband.
DO you know, Jim,' said his wife, that
l realiy pelleve it's mot the custom down
mere IN Washington 10 go right plainly
isn't. And all of the people around here
sitting on the steps. tool And we wouldn't
want to be looked at askance, you know.
And yet, Jim, IL
"Of course you want itS' said he. Want
1t lust as bad as l do. Going to have it,
too. The neighbors around here don't pay
my rent, dc they2' Bet they don't. Gimme
that wash pitcher, and III put it in one of
those empty -four bags. III run a bluff,
anyhow, if there's 50 much danger of our
being dispoSSeSsed."
So he enfolded the pitcher in clean,
white hour bag, and started for the corner.
He hadn't gotten ten feet beyond his own
gate when the man who lived next door ap-
preached the fence of his yard, and said
he to the New Yorker:
You'll pardon me for addressing you,
Sir, but L notice you are taking that cat
away, probably to lose 1T, and it occurs
to me that you might be willing to let me
have 1t instead. My little gtrls cat mysteri-
oGsly disappeared q couple of days ago,
and she has been pining for a feline play
thing ever since. IN promise you to take
good care oil 1t, as you may imagine
Inc New Yorker looked al his neighbor.
m going to the corner to get pair Of
artificial ears for it" he said. ''rli give it
to you when l get back
A little further down the street a small
colored boy tackled the New Yorker.
Mistah,' said the colored boy, ''give de
pup t me, sun, won't yo' all, sub? Yo' all
II hav' t walk uh mile befo' yo' fms any
watuh t drown him, sub, an Aid laik-"
The New Yorker passed on.
Inc cop standing on the corner regarded
the New Workers. hour bag with great sus-
picion.
No" said the New Yorker politely to
the cop, I'm not second stCry worker,
and this is not silver in the bag. It's
can and I'm chasing it. Not guilty.
Search me-
BY this time the New York man was in
an unpleasant frame of mind. But he got
the pitcher filled and started back with it.
Inc neighbor who wanted a cat was still
standing In his front yard. The neighbor
who wanted cat thought the New York
man insane. =.
My friend" said the New York man,
L M bit shy on cats just now, but If you
care to come into my house IN fix you out
with a duck all right
The New York mans nelghbor is now
perfectly certain that the New York man
is insane, if not worse " .
Here's TO our new Arcadia" said the
New York man and his wife, as they slipped
the contents of the pitcher.