The Indianapolis journal., 1903-08-17
THE HIss-JUICE OF FRANCE
Earned ''the Wounded Antelope Eye
for a Wild Bad Sport.
Washington Post.

Washington Post.
II found out one thing on this last trip over
to the big burg, and that is that the stories
ging letter writer's of New York are not
particle exaggerated, said a WaShingtoni-
an just back from the elephantiasis-af afflicted
burg located on Manhattan island. lone
afternoon last week New York friend of
mine went down to the Gravesend races.
He's a man who behaves pretty WELL but
once in great while he jumps the reserva-
ton, and when he does he goes after action,
and whole lot of it, with a gnarled club.
He caught four races in row, and when he
left the track in his automobile he had a
bale of money that had belonged to the book
les earlier in the afternoon. He had also
fizz bun that gave his motor car tremen-
dous list to starboard-he had fallen off the
over the way he had prodded the layers OF
odds, and by the time his chauffeur had got
the machine across the Thirty-fourth-street
ferry from Long island to the the New York
side my friend after sundry and divers
stops at the roadhouses along the path, was
up to the gunnels, and, worse than that,
with the merry, mocking hiss-juice Of
France.
when he got to the New York side of the
Thirty -fourth-street ferry he felt the i'm
peratiye need to engage in philanthropic
work right there on the spot and in the pres
ence of the audience. So he halted his ma
chine, stood up in ii and began TO toss quar-
ters and half dollars to the newsboys. Inside
of less than two minutes there was howl
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automobile that made it necessary for traffic
to suspend for a couple Of blocks around.
When the chicken feed that he had In his
lanthrOpic friend in the automobile began to
strip green boys from the numerous wads he
had scattered around his clothing and throw
them to the ScramblerS. He was still en-
gagged in doing this when a rough-neck cop
came along and pinched him on the charge
of 6isorderly conduct and interfering with
street traffic The cop rode to the station
~ ~ 4. he auto lAE< ll.<
eral, and his chauffeur took him home.
1.-The racing reporter for one Of the New
York yellows had recognized him at the
Thirty -fourth-street ferry when he was
chucking away the velvet, and on the fol-
lowing morning this saffron sheet had an
elaborate and, of course, vastly magnified.
yarn about the incident, in which my
friends name and address were given. The
story, of course. stated that he had tossed
large yellow bills of the $50 and 800 variety
to the ferry grafters. and made II look as If
my friend, when it came to wealth, had
Rockefeller and Morgan and Croesus and
the rest of those people showed under.
"The begging letters began TO arrive at his
house address by the very next mail after
the publication OF the story. He got 800 and
more Of them during the two days that re-
mained in New York after the incident and
they were still coming along in slews and
slathers when left. They were all skillfully
composed The writer had read of his liber-
ality to the urchins at the ferry, and, if ne
was a man Of that broad and open-handed
man in hard luck, who had been out of
work for eight months, or a woman Whose
husband had been killed in the subway day
before yesterday. etc Worse than that.
scores of the letters were addressed to his
wife, the writer's begging her to prevail upon
her husband to give them the necessary
lift This, Of course. let. his wife in the
whole thing, after he had been to elaborate
pains to keep the yellow newspaper con-
tanning the sensational account of the ferry
incident out of her hands. and she of course
gave him the wounded antelope gaze when
he had to tell her all about it. There's one
man in New York who's going to come pret-
ty near trying to be good hereafter"