The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1899-01-12
FOUND THEFA|R NO FROST
Strange Adventures Of the
Tammany Man Who
Came Over to the
Davis Bazaar.
CAPTAIN NUGENT'S DILEMMA
He Lets the Girls Write Down
His Chances and They
Ran So. Over His Roll.
CAPTAIN NUGENT'S DILEMMA

He was a handsome, well-groomed man
of less than fifty years, inclined to ro-
tundity. There was everything about his
appearance to indicate that he had spent
his less than half century, or at least
the latter portion of it, as though he
considered this bright, beautiful world
in which to live, world in which the
little struggle to acquire and keep the
where-with-all for a comfortable exist
ence only added zest and enough excite
ment to kill off ennui and foster a gem
erous disposition. He could pass any
where among strangers as a successful
business or professional man. Some might
take him for a successful politician and
easy-going officeholder
He struck the Robert Davis Associa-
tion's big fair early last evening The
wary. local politician, who has found it
expedient to come late and retire early
had rot put in his appearance. At least
a very few of them had. A few friends
of the Association had ventured into the
main fair room on the second floor, and
had been captured by the enthusiastic
Democratic ladies with books. The
number of these had doubled, almost
trebled, since the night before For en-
thusiasm isxspreading. The suave, good
looking stranger ascended the stairway
leading from the first floor with buoyant
step. e had viewed the beautiful dis
play below and doubtless felt secretly
elated so~er his success thus far in elud-
ing the ubiogitous fair-seeker of auto
graphs. sIsis eyes lit up with genuine
pleasure as he paused for a moment at
the head Of the stairs and took in at
rr7.., q 0f the
fair women who swarmed the room and
graced it, scene of dazzling splendor.
He removed his hat.
Little chilly down below there he
said. addressing Tim Connaughton,
who leaned against the rail at the head
of the stairs. 4 thought at first it was
frost and
Won't you please take a chance?"
asked pretty little miss, with book,
who happened to be standing nearby.
,sCertainiy. little one. anything to please
nice little girl like you. III take two OF
them. .
..Oh."
sHow .much?"
Fifty cents
eThat's dollar
ssYes''
'lnatS s not 1HucH.
He flashed good sized roll, and peeled
off dollar bill
"a roll. Azrollr' shouted another girl
ssTake a chance from me, please, ex-
claimed three other ladies with books, in
chorus
..Oh. he's nice man."
Put your name down in the book said
the little girl who first accosted him.
5oc oil &c 10 could
+. considering the jostling he was getting,
for the cry of ..Roll!' "Roll' had gone
forth.
The fair ladies with books did the rest.
whats his name?"
s.Where's he from? ~
.soh. It's Mark. Mr.. Mark of New
York, said saucy looking blonde. glanc-
ing at the name he had written in a
book.
sOh, Mr.. Mark"
ssMr. Mark
81 know him. He's lawyer"
Please Mr.. Mark, take
Now Mr.. Mark
ii asked you first, Mr.. Mark
And Mr.. Mark wrote his autographs
and peeled off bills from his roll as fast
as he could. and began to look uncomfort-
able as he glanced about and found that
lie vas walled in by continuous on-rush-
ing throng of fair women. They had
pushed him to the wall.
Now ladies, please stand back lit
tie, give me chance to write" and he
made an effort to mop his perspiring
forehead.
..But, Mr.. Mark, you promised me a
ahanee.
ssYes. but. ladies, isn't it about time you
gave me chance? If you will just give
me time-I'll-
sOh give him. "a chance said a tall and
stately blonde. Girls. get back, and
roota was with difficulty accorded Mr..
Marx to take off his overcoat. He quick
" mppped the pesspiration from his bold
forehead and the back of his neck with
one hand which held the balance of his
ron while he grasped the nearest of a
dozen books extended toward him.
Now Mr.. Mark, you promised me-
One lat a time, please
.sOh. isn't he splendid-Mr. Mark
That's Lawyer Mark
"Oh, he's an easy mark.' whispered a
bright-e.Eed, intelligent -looking brunette
to one Of the others on the outskirts of
the crowd. But there's SO many around
nm i CAN'T get near MIN.
Meanwhile Mr.. Marks roll was rapidly
disappearing. He had withstood the on
slaught like a Trojan. But he was grow
ing anxious and began to look worried.
Finally he threw Up both hands That's
the last. The crowd fell back.
ssPhew Gee-wllizis he muttered, as he
resumed the operation of mopping his
head ard drew long breath.
sWesat at you fierce, remarked by
standeY
1oh don't mind little thing like
that. I'm used to it. came over to
blow on my friends. We got more Over
IN Tam many
rOh, he's Tammany Hall politician
whispered one of the girls who failed TO
get near him. He don't mind little
lining like that. He's got more eThis
I1neditatively) Come on, girls Now,
u Mr. Mark Z
Mr. MARK.
The word Tam1nany had electrified the
retiring girls and they returned with q
rush.
mo n,orey No morel'' And Mr.. Mark
xleorces 1T j Az ref reated stsp toward the
sltail w.sy. I..e had get no further than