The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1902-08-10
STORIES OF The TOWN
ACROBATIC FEAT At CIRCUS NOT
DOWN on THE PROGRAMME.
An Incident That Relates to n from
hone and Il Man-The Celebration
OF = Birthday.

The coming of another circus suggests an
episode that occurred under one of the big
white tents during the last show day" in
Indianapolis and which has never before
been in p:int for tie simple reason that a
newspaper man was the hero-or more cor
recIy. the concdian--of that little drama
of daily lie. The young man had taken ms
best girl 10 the evening performance and
the two of them were perched high upon
one of the top rounds OF the reserved scat
section, overlooking the SEA o. white shirt
waists. Panama hats and palm-lcaf ta2s.
The tent was packed from the 6soCnd UP,
and there wasn't an empty scat anywhere.
As the performances in the many rings
came to a conclusion and the inevitable
races about to take place as q
grand finale, the young man, who had been
gazing about Win d troubled expression hit
upon what he considered a happy thought
It'll take Us an hour to set outcide with
this big mob pushing and struggling to-
wards the exit" he said. IN tell you
what we'd better do-lets drop down under
the seats and we can then make our way
to the exit without getting into the crowd
at ALL.
The young lady said that she was willing
ii he was quite sure it wasn't too great a
drop from their seats to the ground below.
Oh, it drop at all, he declared and
besides there was the soft sod underneath
to break the force of their contact with the
earth. And so, while the poor, unknowing
people about them were becoming mixed up
in the great sweltering throng. making
such slow progress toward the fresh night
I'D
to carry out their shrewd scheme He
dropped first, of course. Holding on to the
wooden seat he wrisgled between the space
dividing the two topmost tiers, and after
hanging for a moment in midair let go his
grip. He expected to drop about five feet.
How far he did actually fall he doesn't
know to this day, but he describes his SEN
sation as similar to that experienced by a
celebrated aeronaut that fell out of his
balloon and lived to tell the tale.
Just when he had given up all hope of
ever reaching the ground he struck the
earth, and struck ii hard. He fell upon his
back and lay sprawling in the grass half
stunned. With CLASSY eyes upturned he
could see his best girl making ready to fol-
low after him. He tried to call out to her,
but the breath had been completely shaken
out of him. He wanted to tell her that he
had made a mistake in his calculations and
that as she valued her life she had better
not take that fatal drop. But it was no
use; the girl was game, and it was too dark
underneath the seats for her to see the
PROSTATE form of her admirer. She clutched
the seat. crawled through the space. and
down she came-down upon the young
mans chest like a wagon load of bricks.
She wasn't hurt in the least herself, but
her wise friend was all but out. He man
aged to get to his feet, and by the time she
had brushed the dirt from his clothes and
helped him get the ''stove" out of his hat
he was quite willing TO put himself into her
hands for safe-keeping. So she took him by
the hand and showed him the proper way
out of the tent, and got him on a car and
took him home.
A trombone may have its place in an
orchestra or brass band, but the most ar
| dent lover of music will admit that a from
bone. all by itself and left alone to its own
resources. is an outrage and a disgrace.
| The moment a trombone gets away from
the decent society of comets. flutes. clari-
nets and things, it is not to be trusted, and
no matter how thorough harmonist its
owner may be when playing in company
with brother musicians, the trombone is
sure to lead him astray and prove his un-
| doing when il gets him all TO itself
There is a man with trombone up on
! North New Jersey street-or to put the
matter more truthfully, there is a from
bone with man. Every evening when the
good folk OF the neighborhood are begin
ming TO think about turning in for the night
the trombone gets the man away in an up
stairs open window. from which the noise
| may easily spread itself over the entire
! community and gets him TO do his worst.
Asleep in the Deep" is the favorite Sc
! lection. and the irony OF the thing is al
| most unbearable. for sleep is entirely out
OF the question under such circumstances.