The herald., 1898-03-26
RUDELY DISTURBED By A MAD
DRUNK CHEF
PLAYED HAVOC WITH THE CAR
And the Idol Of Paris Had to Go With
out Her Dinner-ziegfeld's
Compromise

| car too. II. ZiegIolu, JT., Her HlanHSer also
had to go hungry. The lack of cook was
the cause of their sad experience and not
the lack Of supplies. Miss Held and her
cook parted company In rather a sudden
way, and thereby hangs probably the most
| exciting tale that the young woman has
ever figured in during her career in Amer
| lea.
Miss Held and company returned from
San Diego yesterday morning. The lux
urious private car, the Mile. Anna Held,
was switched over to the track In the
little park at the Arcade depot, where pri-
vate coaches are always kept. In the af-
ternoon Miss Held and the members of
the "Cat and Cherub' company enjoyed
a drive to Baldwin's ranch. and during
their absence the members of the Monkey
and Parrot" company were having the
hottest kind of time back in the car.
The trouble was all caused bc-s3ob Lee,
the colored cook. Bob had been given per-
mission to accompany the party on the
trip. but for some reason he failed to be
on hand. Probably he formed too intimate
an Acquaintance with good old Dago red.
In any event he got hold Of something
equally strong. for about o'clock he
showed up at the car, billing drunk.
The "siz" which Bob had acquired was an
eloquent testimony to Southern California,
where everything grows bigger than in any
other place in the world. The private car
In the palmiest days of the Jersey Lily and
all the fast set Of fashionables that helped
to make her notorious had never witnessed
such jag, when Bob proceeded to make
things hum.
| Nohndv VI on ho hut 10
Foster, the colored porter, and Miss Helds
maid Foster was engaged in cleaning the
salon when Bob entered.
Say, BILL have the folks got back yet?''
asked the inebriated cook, between hic-
coughs.
mo, they amt here yet" replied the
porter who continued his work.
! well, then lend me so cents" suggested
Bob.
To this Foster demurred, whereupon Bob
got mad and smashed him in the neck. The
maid was in the salon and Bob began
abusing her in large and vigorous Anglo.
Saxon. Finally FosteI caught hold of him
and showed him through the little swing
ing door and out Of the salon. He thought
nothing more Of the matter. and continued
with his work, but when he heard the
|
glancing toward the little door saw Lee
armed with a huge butcher knife, rushing
toward him. Foster took but one glance.
| 1t was all he needed to know that Lee
meant business that was not of any
brotherly love kind either. With yell
Foster rushed across the room, knocking
down chair. over which Lee went spraw-
ling. Foster sped on through the little
| vrht tch lie ;cc Hall Itr
! apartments and through Mr.. ziegfeld's
Office and out on to the platform. Lee
recovered himself In an instant, and, mad
dened further by his fall, was close on the
flying porter's heels. The maid saw that
something more than a knowledge Of hair
dressing and the preparation of milk
baths was needed to cope with the situation
and she sought safety in her apartment
and with a shrek locked and bolted the
door. She did what she could though, and
her willing screams resounded and re-
echoed about the yards.
But Foster? Like the villain, Lee still
pursued him. Foster sped around the west
side Of the car toward the north platform,
| yelling at the top of his voice.
| "Help!" Murderw "Pollce" with all the
vigor and animation of a pair of lungs in
| Oduiy oSaiCu AS6iO "CiS hSdtu piOShs
away. People stopped and hurried to the
place. Carriages were deserted express
wagons were left standing unhitched
Everybody knew there was some big kind
of trouble and wanted to get in at the
death.
| ITS a couple of coons fighting over a
crap game" was the explanation first Of
fered by hack driver.
| tv,tf lot,
Anna Held's cows are in the corn and
the men are after them. They say she
takes her bath in the afternoon and maybe
they are hurrying to milk them"
| But the crowd soon found out that some-
thing more serious than the arrangement
of Miss Helds bath was In progress
| Foster sprang on the north platform,
jumped inside the door and closed and was
locking 1t Just as Lee came up. Lee made
savage lunge at him with knife. Crash
his hand went through the plate glass and
the keen edge of the knife just grazed the
head of Foster. Pieces of glass flew and
lodged in the porter's left cheek, cutting
him in several places. Seeing that he
could not gain an entrance from that door,
Lee ran down the steps and sped along the
outside to the south. Foster had evidently
|
| ished locking the door and putting the
chain hook in its socket in the door when
up bounded Bob. Lee thrust his armed hand
through the plate glass in the door as he
had done few seconds before, and the
| flying glass was sent scattering about the
cosy little office and on to Mr.. Ziegfeld's $
desk. But Foster had proflted by his for
mer experience and was not standing so
close to the door as before and nothing hit
him. Lee had pass keys to the door and
he at once unlocked 1t, but found that the
chain still prevented his getting the door
open. He bore heavily against the door
and ripped the chain and part of the wall
of the car loose, and was about to get into
the car and attend to the case of Mr.. Fos-
ter, when the depot officer hurried up and
placed him under arrest. Lee discarded his
butcher knife and threw it over on the
lawn. Lee was sent to the police station
In the patrol wagon, but was released with
out any charge being made against him.
1t was "a sad time coming back'' for
Anna. When the party returned from the
ride and learned of the trouble Lee had
i