The Afro-American advance., 1899-12-30

hand. Touched oI
big horns, for d
four or five sire II
down or else
the sidewalk. 81
In an attitude s9f.ss-@
when the trfs element.
danced TO the gro of the
mechanical pia rrtain, 100.
that neither the barber. the butcher nor
the grocer would have taken any no.
tiee OF the organ, they would have
tolerated ii and that il all.
Fifteen cents more, assuming hat the
three people who contributed to the
hat carried around by the diseontented
boy who blew the horn-25 cents IN all
for 20 minutes work THE band holds
another consultation over this and eyi-
dent4y decides that this corner Il not a
remaneratiye one, for they swing
around and march down Arb0r street,
followed by large majority Of their
Juvenile audience. As they march along
he leader looks at the windows right
and left He IL evidently sizing up the
probabilities with an experienced eye.
for he walks steadily On without sign
of stopping until he comes TO Spruckel-
meyers saloon. There he stops and
faces about. bringing his bit battered
instrument into position.
u must have been he magic Of the
Teutonlc name that induced he leader
20 stop and try the effect Of 'Ich Liebe
Dich. Mein Schntze." for be passed Hal
IA. r. Il
Elalloran's place Is a palace TO
"Spruek's >" inside and out. AZ some
time or another Sprucke Imeyer must
have been seized with a brief decorative
fever. for Ia front Of the dingy curtain
screening one Of the windows Is o lith-
ograph OF an inebriated goat capering
on Top Of a barrel. stained and spotted
with age and the yisitations Of flies.
There is also a dusty plaster east Of a
bibulous gnome and "A forgotten play
bill in German of comedy performed
At a uelghborinR society hall two years
before. The other window Is bare Of
adornment, although above the curtain
the chandelier holding the two Kerosene
lamps can be seen wrapped about with
red. white and blue paper frillinR.
II Is evidently poor day for musical
art. The band plays Die Wacht am
Hhcin," and certainly that ought to
bring out every German susceptible 10
sentimental recolleeiions. but the sa-
,oon Is unresponsive. Mrs. Schultze is
pattering about Ia her back yard, but IL
she hears the band she makes no sign.
She Is not q sentimental woman, how
ever. in spite of her fat, and her mild,
blue eyes. How Mr.. Bauer would have
been affected is. Of course, matter Of
speculation. II Is quite probable That
he would have been good FOR dime, at
least, hut he started down 80 ark
street for his dinner 20 minutes before
The band began to play In Green street.
There are plenty of people who ordi-
uarily would he willing 10 pay Tor al
most any form OF entertainment, tor
stingluess Is not ON ArhoF street vice.
but the day Is raw and chilly aud no
one seems to feel like abandoning
themselves To the pleasure OF listening
more than minute or two.
so the band continues 20 play and the
players look more dismal than ever.
The wind blows in mockerS of their
feeble efforts in that direction aud
sends the last OF the scar willow leaves
eirclinR about their crimson ipped
ears. Their eyes water from the sue
ceaSlye assaults of the stinRlnR blast.
~ last one Of the doors with the
cheap colored iranspareucies on the
lower paues opens and Spruckrlmcycr
comes through, with about an inch 10
spare on each side of him. lie IA in his
shirt sleeves and carpet slippers and
has the rumplcd, blinking look Of man
newly reused from sleep. Still blink |
Ing. he thrus,s a thumb and forcdnger |
down into the pocket Of his open waists |
coat, and the leader of the band. See
Ing The motion, looks hopeful and puts
additional spirit into his playing.
For the present, however, he is
doomed to disappointment. for Spruek- !
elmcycr pulls his finger and thumb out |
uf his pocket again and between them Is |
a match. which he strikes and applies |
to his long Welchsel-stemmcd pipe.
Having got the pipe TO going Wei he
leans against the doorpost.
Perhaps some fond remrmhrauceS
aroused by the familiar music came to
the saluon keeper as be stood there aud |
pUiTed at his black pipe. n they did he
was not overcome b, hem. The almost |
departing band, looking a, his express
siuulesS face, were az less 10 de- /
tcrmine whether he VAS enjoy ing their |
harmouies or considering the pruprirty |
Of eating the police,
Jimmy Reis came along. carrying q |
white pitcher aud SpruckelmrSrr. |
While he moved a little ia allow Jimmy |
TO enter che saloon, did not al once Toll |
low him, This looked encouraging. aud |
the optimistic leader ucddrd and |
Smiled over hls ophicleldc "a his dojeful |
mates. Then Jimmy aud his pitcher |
we're no sooner uut ~ the door than |
SpruekelmcNer reappeartd.
Ns he did 50 the musie STOPPED. II /
VAS a thrilling moment. The eadpr /
looked Al SprUekelmrAer. aud sprurkel-
meyer laaktd stalidit blankls az the
LEADER, The rest ef the hand locked al /
each other aud 1t VAS plain to see that /
they expected nothing, Il Was galug to
he just as theN thought ii would he
when thet started 70 play Then. Just
as the leader himself lost hope aasi /