Barre evening telegram. (Barre, Vt.) 1898-19??, 1899-01-19
A GUYED REPORTER.

who's now the 'impresario' of a trav-
cling comic opera outfit, blew into Chi
cago ahead of Barnum's show. He got
the thing going pretty well from the
jump
''In the first place, he told all of the
city editors that the star panther of the
show was going to have an liberated
tooth pulled out by local veterinary
sharp on the Sunday morning follow
ing the arrival of the show in town on
Saturday night. Each paper sent man
down to see this performance, and Per
ley got gobs of reading space for his
show out of it.
1.-The panther had an liberated tooth
all right and put up a highly interest
ing scrap when the animal doctor de-
tached the molar. but the thing certain
ly did fit in mighty pat for ante-exhibi-
ton space grabbing all the same.
Then Perley blandly suggested to
the city editors that it would be good
scheme for each of them to send a man
to the show for the purpose of writing
an absorbingly interesting Sunday spe-
cial on Circus Life Behind the Scenes.
All of the city editors side stepped on
this proposition except the city editor
of my paper, who thought it would be
good thing.
81 was picked out for the job. |
couldn't precisely see why should get
the assignment for l WASH t notable as
spellbinder or coverer of freak as
signments. found out afterward why
the task was poked at me. l was very
humble quantity on the paper and
noted all around for the sweetness of
my disposition.
"There was to be put up job, and l
was singled out as a good thing, not
liable to get mad and tear things loose
II went to the show grounds with
Perley for the first afternoon perform
ance of the circus. Perley took me
around to the mems dressing tent and
introduced me to Nero. Nero was the
huge chap who took the titular role in
the big Fall of Rome spectacle that
preceded the show.
Nero asked me what kind Of a
make up wanted for the spectacle. Any
old make up, told him. So he started
in to help ME tog out as a Persian
prince.
when he got through with me, l
guess l had on a good $40, 600 or 500
900 worth of clothes and other gear at
least felt as ii l had The long tapes
try robe wore was incrusted with hun
dreds of large diamonds sapphires, ru-
bies, pearls, emeralds and such. The
scimiter that swung from the side of
me was jewel hilted up to the limit
the tall, cloth of gold head thing that
Nero gave me to put on WAS also blaze
of Jewels, and finally. the kingly mace
that had to pack around ME as part
of my equipment--it weighed about 80
pounds-was so thiclSly studded with
precious stones that l wondered what
chance I'd have of getting away it !
bolted with the thing.
Now. an easy role in the spectacular
show was dished out to me All had
to do was to stretch out on a gorgeous
gilded palanquin, with my head resting
gracefully on one hand, and be carried
around the tent in the grand triumphal
procession by IL Roman soldiers with
Connemara faces on them. There was
nothing hard looking about that. and !
breathed easier when found that, aft
er all, wasn't expected to hop out into
the center of the main ring and do
limelight skirt dance alone and unaided.
"'All youse is got to do, said Nero,
who was, by all odds, the finest locking
broth of a man that ever saw in my
life, lis t. lay still on de top O de ca
lash an keep your head closed, sect
Youse is got a purity part Don t grin
Try an look as if youse had just been
t'rowed down by a barkeep. an youse II
look ugly. all right.
when the moment arrived, hoped
aboard of the palanquin, the II Roman
soldiers got hold of the legs Of the
same, and I shot up in the air. Looking
down over the side, it seemed to me as
if l was about mile upin the ali, and
l shuddered to think of what would
happen to me supposing the ~ Roman
soldiers decided to strike for more
wages while they had me in that elevat-
ed position ON the palanquin.
"But the blare of the music and the
bowls of the boys in the seats drove
these ideas out of my head l stretched
out as per programme, with my huge
mace beside me. and tried to look as
savage as possible-for, you see, I was
supposed to be a captive Persian prince,
swiped in one of the eastern raids OF
the victorious Roman army.
1.-The thing went pretty well for the
first part of the trip. The boys in the
seats threw it at me pretty hard, of
course. They didn't like that recumbent
attitude of mine. They regarded me as
lazy duffer. lying there prone. with
lot of husky men compelled to pack me
around.
".Get out O de wagon, ye dago
dude, they hooted at me, AN give dem
Roman Mulligan sojers chanst fer der
white alley'
II didn't pay any attention to these
gibes, however. but the route around
the big tent surely seemed a long one,
But l didn't know what was in store
for me. About half way around the
tent was the press box. l didn't know
this until-well. until l saw my
friends in the box. There were about
$50 Of them. guess.
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