The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-06-18
Ep1sTLEs TO ST. PAUL.


The mise en- scene might have been in
Italy 1t was clearly appropriate to the
dolce far niente style of that vagabond-
Ism, but salubrious land of sunshine But
1t was In prosaic, democratic st. Paul
The action of the little drama took place
at the foot of a pair Of broad steps lead
Ing up to the door of a tenement house.
On one side OF the foot Of the steps lean
ed a small newsboy, careless and hap
Ply. A diminutive bootblack his kit
swung by a strap over his shoulder. lean
ed on the other side and vigorously play
ed harmonica. On the stone tagging
little girl in very short skirts danced
between them. Merrily she tripped to
the brisk tune wheezed from the mouth
organ, and her black eyes sparkled with
delight. AS the dance proceeded, num-
Der OF passersby stopped and looked on
until quite a crowd had assembled
Among them was one man who afforded
every evidence of a picturesque Bohe-
milan of decidedly dilapidated type.
he wore collar, but no tie; a shirt,
but sans vest. His ruby nose told a.
story of frequent libations. His general
makeup indicated the hobo. When the
little dancer ceased her exertions the
tramp gravely proceeded to pass around
his battered head piece. His action
seemed only to awaken distrust and he
received scant encouragement.
hoarsely, loosen up. Chuck in yer
nickels. Youse has seen Wuss dancin' in
de music halls
Twill you be sure and give the money
to the little girl?" inquired one of the on
lockers.
"Wull, now, doesn't meself look as If
l needed it the most?" argued the hobo.
But you would buy whisky with it,"
objected another.
Would l now. Youse dink dat I
would, does yez? How kin yez be that
unjust? Let me tell yez de truth:
walk all night to keep from sleepin': I
sleep all day ter keep from eatin', an
now II any of youse kin tell me how ter
keep from drinkin' I've got de word
whipsawed."
Some people have curious idea of the
newspaper man. Two Of the tired Young
men who went on the first train out of
st. Paul Monday night to secure informa-
ton about the cyclone were sitting on
the remnants of hardware store about
noon yesterday trying to get list of the
dead catalogued in some sort of definite
form. The sun had come out bright and
1t was nearly as hot as it had been on
that same corner during the fire of the
night before. There had been hours of
trampIng over those ruins from early
dawn until midday and the chroniclers
were somewhat weary and sleepy, not to
speak of possible hunger
The morbidly curious were flocking into
the stricken town on every train and in
all sorts of road vehicles Two of then,
sauntered aimlessly by the corner which
the press gang had turned into mo-
mentary Office.
Great day for the reporters?' re-
marked one.
Possibly when the world goes UP in a
cataclysm of fire, as Camille Flammarioa
in some of his fancies has predicted,
some eluder of the fool-killer as he goes
down into the vortex of seething flame
will lift his voice above the roar long
enough to shrek:
Great day for the reportersi'
, Superintendent of Carriers Hardlick
went over to the court house Thursday
to hand Comptroller McCardy a check
for the money subscribed by the post
office employees for the New Richmond
cyclone sufferers. While there he en-
countered Clerk of Probate Harry Sund-
berg In the corridor. They were talking
together when Court Commissioner Gal
lick happened along. Excusing himself
for minute Sundberg took Capt Gal
lick to one side. There Is crazy man
here that thinks he is superintendent of
carriers over at the postoffice, he said
Capt. Gallick, who is acting as judge
of probate during the absence of Judge
BaZille was interested at once
Let me see him." he said
Captain, this is Superintendent of Car
riers Hadlich," remarked the clerk, and
of course Supt. Hadlich acknowledged
the Introduction.
Its the worst case have run into
for a long time," commented Commits
sioner Gallick afterwards. 1.-The poor
fellow actually. imagines he is the SUI
perintendent Of carriers