Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1900-10-20

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air, with the clatter OF the wagons and
| cars. and, as often az not, the l. trains
overhead, compelling him to exert himself
| tremendously In a pantomimic way. it being
out of the question for his auditors To catch
| more than a phrase here and there. owing
| to the racket For five or ten minutes the
| cart-tail orator bawls at the merest hand
| full of listeners. but gradually the crowd
| increases. and it seems to be inevitably
composed of a huge majority on the othcr
side of the political fence from the de-
claimer. Then there are Sroans and whiSt-
lEgs and cat-calls and funny cracks
from the boisterous chaps in the circic-aul
Il all seems so little profitable. so little
worth while. II the orator is unwise in
his generation he becomes heated and angry
| over the weird noises and Interruptions Of
| those in his circle who are not in sympathy
with him, and exhibits his wrath. This. Of
course. is just the effect the wits OF the
pave have been striving for, and they pro-
coed to yell alleged soothing remarks at
| the unwise speaker as if they were en-
deavoring to cool down fractions. excited
| horse, such as whoa, there. BILL AMI
| Hey. loosen up that martingaler' and
| Give him air." and He don't need no hot
arr and Back up you're losing Your
loadr' and jeers of that general character.
A cart-taii orator cannot. of course, eX-
pect to address on public street only
such pedestrians as in sympathy with
| the tenets of the political party with which
he is allied, but some of the hot-tempered
speli-binders seem to forget this fact and
begin TO lecture the crowd. with the result
that they are made to appear so foolish
that they soon have to give the order Ia
| the drivers to "gee-up.
Democrats Discomfture.
democratic cart-tail orator, who during
the last presidential campaign utilized MS
eloquence on the other side. was bawling AT
the top of his lungs from the rear end OF a
truck that had been pulled up on R.vington
street. the East Side. the other evening.
"Feller citzens.'' he was saying. "wut
kin of a game is this we're that tn ac-
cursed republican party is putin up on US
at this writn, hey? They're a-tryn
tom us into slaves, amt they. hey? How
many years does y0uSe telierS tink IL II
be before they'll be bilionaires In THIS
country. stead o milionaires? Dye tlnK
them trusts is a-goin to give poor man a
chanSt-
Just at that point he got the contents or
a full bucket of water that was heaved
from the fire escape of one of the tenement
houses 1t had been a good shot. and the
Spellb!nder stood dripping from his head to
his heels and too much surprised for ut
terance. His lips moved. but he couldn't
get out anything intelligibe. The express
sion on his face was indeScribably funny
its utter vacuity. He pulled out his hand
kerchef and wiped off his face. and threw
both of his arms out II he Were about
to launch frightfuI denunciation at the
unseen water thrower.
'D-d-driver." he gasped weakly. sudden
ly, facing the front of the cart. ''l-l-line 'er
out. Let's get away from this!"
The crowd yowled derisively, and the cart
clattered down the street.
Feminine Downfall.
A handsome. middle-aged Brooklyn wo-
man. who has been used to public speaking
for many years was making a cart-taii adj
dress from the back end of truck East
18th street one evening last week. She was
taking the republican end of it, She made
a fine and impressive picture, with her
well-tting tailor suit. her prema turely
snowy hair and swagger bonnet reposlng
thereon. with the strings tied In neat bow
beneath her chin. Although she was talk
ing iii democratic stronghold the crowd
gave her most respectful hearing
much on account of the cleverness with
which she spoke on account of her sex.
In the midst of an eloquent passage, IN
which she was describing the great things
that the party for which she spoke had per-
formed during the past four years. the pair
of horses hitched to the truck suddenly be-
came FESTIVE and reared. The cart was
1olted back, the men in the cart
thrown forward and then the flooring OF the
truck gave way. All hands in the cart in
Guiding the feminine orator, fell through.
None was hurt. but the fact must he set
down that the occupants of the cart VINO
1ell through the same certainly presented q
very ridiculous spectacle. They were quick
ly helped back into the cart. When the wo-
man orator was pulled up her lovely bonnet
looked sadly diSarranged in general
rs my bonnet on straight she inquired
in hoarse whisper of the two youths VINO
had pulled her back into the. cart.
The crowd heard the question and set TN
roar The woman orator blushed deeply.
arranged her twisted head-dress and the
cart moved on to another section amid vn-
cfferous cheers. CT r.