The Montgomery advertiser., 1903-09-20

It was one of those rich, rare, juicy days in August which are referred to in famboyant headlines in the morning pa- pers of the day following as "The Hot test Sizzlediumph Month of August in Twenty years" had been busy all the morning pumping the humidity out of my ink and recording the marvellous pole yaulting. achievements or the mercury in my office thermometer. and after a light Luncheon. consisting of a glass of iced fea and a tip of thirty cents to the waiter, s1 felt the need of an outing. My automo- bile is at the repair shop, having four new wheels, new body, and an engine added to the steering gear. which is all that remained of the machine after re- cent trial of its merits in run from Herald Square over to the Waldorf; and my saddle horse is out at pasture, re- covering from his brief experience with the asphalt pavements of this marvel ously well administered city. Hence I sought such methods of transportation as the public highwa. offer to satisfy my immediate needs. It so happened that while was trying to decide be- tween a trip on the rear end of an open trolley car or a ride on top of a Fifth avenue stage, the footing horn of the Greater New York tailyho was heard in the distance, and I knew that my hour
 
 full regalia came the six prancing steeds, dragging behind them that singular ap- bearing vehicle, which most resembles in its structure an ingenious combination of roof garden and hall bedroom and which has become 50 familiar sight in town with the alluring and euphonious title of ..The Sightseeing in New York Coach" The roof garden part O. 1t was crowded zvfti1 8 happy party of ladies and gentle men from various parts of the country so that admittance thereto was denied me. But the apartments down-stairs-the hall bedrooms-were vacant. and without being observed by anybody connected with the enterprise, I jumped into one of these.
 It was commodious, shady and comfort able--I have lived for weeks in more cost ly apartments with far less comfort-and with a contented sigh, I stretched out at full length upon one of the seats to gath CT in the full enjoyment of the after noon. Overhead I could hear the occa- sional shifting ok~feet on the roof; once in awhile the melodious tarantara of the horn added music to the droning of the wheels, and through 1t all ran the pleas ant voice of the lecturer on the step, who initiated the guests of the coach into the mysteries of their immediate environ ment.
 "On your right, he was SaylnB IS the famous Union League Club, founded many. years ago, and still one of the leading clubs of the city, while on the left, the former site of the Croton reser- voir, you see the beginnings of the New York Public Library, to cost three mill lion nine hundred and fifty-seven thou.
 The rest was lost to my ears for the reason that the mere mention of so much money made. me drowsy, and for few moments, at least, must have slept. A sudden jolt as we came to a crosstown railway line aroused me, however, and the mans voice again fell upon my ears. This time, to my surprise, he was say ing: '"The gentleman with the straw hat on his head and dark lantern in his right hand walking on the east side of the avenue is not Diogenes of old, as you might gather from his attitude, looking for an honest man, but the Honorable William Travers Jerome, sometimes known as the Hercules of the American Augean. He is looking for a dishonest man. a certain John Doe of evil repute. whe, after a life of crime, has finally been exposed but whose present where about are unknown"
 I sat up, and rubbing my eyes with amazement, looked out upon the high way in search of the familiar figure of our District Attorney, but he must have turned down a side street for there was no vestige of him left that I could see. Meanwhile the lecturer sang on:
 ''On either side of the street you see