Barre evening telegram. (Barre, Vt.) 1898-19??, 1902-03-14
DIAMOND DYES give faster and
brighter colors than any other dyes.
JOHN LIS AWFUL THIRST.
Ex-Champion PuEilist Says 1t Broke
Up His show.

Up His show.
With the air of man to whom a
financial crash is but an incident il
this vale of tears, John l.. Sullivan ac-
counted for the collapse of his Uncle
Toms Cabin show in Jersey City the
other day by saying simply:
"The whole trouble was that my
awful thirst bust up the show
None of the members of the company
disa greed with John l.. Frank Rem
ington, the Lawyer Marks Of the COM
pany, said:
1.-THE trouble was we couldn't make
money fast enough to pay John LIS
hotel bills. He must have consumed
an awful lot of food"
"Food? Food is good. You mean
the old hard stuff" grunted the actor
pugilist. But l have reformed. It's
nothing but cold, cold water for yours
truly after this. am going to be a
pattern for every boy in the land
Proud mothers can tell their sons to
follow in John LIS footsteps, and
they'll be led every time to the ice
cooler. It's going to be sad story
for the whisky trust from now on
They'll miss my thirst all right. I've
got friend in Cedar Springs, N. Y.
who keeps hotel. I'm going there
and drink all the water in the town
When get back to New York, III be a
sight. Strangers will point at me and
say, There's man who never had a
drink in his life"
Melancholy indeed was the outlook
which confronted Uncle Tom, Topsy,
Little Eva, Eliza, Simon Legree, Law.
| yer Marks and several slaves when
they awoke the other morning in the
| shows Car in the yards Of the Penn
| sylvania road, says the New York
| World. George B. Downing, manager
! of the company, had faded away un-
| expectedly regardless of a financial
stringency existing in the car. Outside
1t was cold. Uncle Tom and couple
| of slaves intimated that breakfast
would be a good thing. Topsy tried to
cheer Eliza's spirits by telling her that
the river was full of cakes of ice and
that she could easily walk across to
New York.
George Watson, the porter In charge
of the car, brought matters to head.
There was 500 coming to him for serv-
ices. Quietly he went up to the dis
| trict court in the city hall and got out
an attachment on the cakes of ice and
other scenery in the car. That was
the final blow.
No very violent protest had been
made at Trenton, where the company
played to one hundred and fifty dol
lar house and where John LIS food
bill in one evening amounted to $33.
The reason was that one Of the slaves
had unguardedly protested at another
Jersey town, where most of the re-
ceipts had been swept away to meet
the ,ex-champion's food" bill and he
had received the punishment that old
John L. used to administer to his ring
victims.
How could any show support a
| thirst like that?" whispered Little Eva,
pointing in the direction of Simon lie
gree, otherwise Mr.. Sullivan. The ,ex-
| champion rose to the occasion.
Ladies and gentlemen" he said.
"yours truly is not doing any ducking
or side stepping to dodge the fact that
his horrible thirst has caused all this
trouble. I've got some friends left.
You'll ali get breakfast, anyway, and
get over to New York on the ferry
Those cakes of ice are too slippery.
Even Eliza might fall in, and the wa
ter is real.''
Mr.. Remington later produced the
$25. His father has a prosperous sa-
loon in Jersey City and is great ad-
mirer Of Mr.. Sullivan. When he got
the $25, John l.. shared it with the
company, giving each one more than
he retained himself. The company
promptly disbanded.