The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1905-07-05
DISPLAYS SOME KNOWLEDGE OF
MANLY ART ON A CHICAGO
THOROUGHFARE.
Attempted to Flirt With the
Attorneys Wife.

The well-known admiration Of E. B.
(Ebbie) Shaw for lovely women got
him in a whole lot of trouble last night
says the Chicago Tribune. When he
took stock of tine net results of his I'M
fortunate indulgence of this passion of
worshiping at Beauty's shrine, he
found himself plus pair Of stunning
black eyes and a nose that was aw-
fully tender to the touching Of a min
istering druggists fingers.
1t all happened in front of the Mon
roe entrance to the Palmer house.
Shaw had been patronizing one Of the
auxiliary enterprises connected with
the hotel-with an entrance from the
lobby and also from the street-and
| was feeling at peace with himself and
all the world. In fact, he was bubbling
| over with spirits.
Just as the smiling Mr.. Shaw reach
ell the sidewalk his cratic orbit cross
ed the path of ]. Hamilton Lewis and
Mrs Lewis. Mr.. Lewis and his hand
some wife had been dining in the cafe,
and were hurrying to the theatre when
Edible move in sight. He was quite
wabbly as to locomotion, but smiling
bravely.
Lewis Smashes Shaw's Nose.
For a moment he paused. Then, with
as courtly a bow as possible, he lifted
his hat and made obeisance at the
shrine of Mrs. Lewis. Whether the
sidewalk was slippery, or whether
there was some other impelling cause,
is not known, but the gallant Mr.. Shaw
stumbled against Mrs. Lewis and then
proceeded to give utterance to mis-
feelings.
J. Hamilton Lewis, as all the world
knows, bears the sign of impulsiveness
all over his face. His famous sunset
whiskers took on a deeper hue, and
with the speed and skill of the shift
lest of shifty boxers, he landed his
right on Mr.. Shaw's nose, following
with a neatly placed left on the gen.
tleman's eye.
Mr.. Shaw is no SLOUGH himself at
the game of fistcuffs, but the angry
| husband was more than holding him
even, when reinforcements for the at
torney and more trouble for the young
man about town shot out Of the drug
store like stone from a catapault.
One Armed Avenger Gets Busy
The reinforcement consisted Of Dan
O'Neil. a bookmaker. O'Neil has only
one arm, but that arm, so Mr.. Shaw
will testify, seems to possess all the
attributes of a pile driver.
Give it to him." shouted O'Neil
Give it to him. He's just insulted my
wife,
Smash landed Mr.. O'Neirs fist on
Shaw's face. Down went Mr.. Shaw.
Considerably allowing the unfortunate
admirer of fair womanhOod to regain
his feet, Mr.. O'Neil repeated and SO
did Mr.. Shaw.
| The recumbent gentleman did not
seem to be in any hurry to arise, and
O'Neil, thinking he would stay down
for few moments, hurried off to get
| -iC, ole
retired, glad to escape attention.
Druggist Paints Out Black Eyes.
Slowly Mr.. Shaw staggered to his
feet and was assisted by the colored
| door man of the hotel and one or two
others into the drug store, where it
was found both his eyes were black
ened and MS nose fractured.
Shaw did not seem to quite realize
what had happened.
Il don't know what made O'Neil hit
me- said he to the druggist while his
eyes were being painted with some
thing to make them look normal. He
wanted to borrow $3.50 from me the
other day and 1 wouldn't let him have
it; that's probably the reason
ONeil told a different story He
| said Mrs. ONeil mad been sitting in
the front part of the drug store, when
Shaw came up and made remarks to
| her.
Il won't stand for any of these
| Washers" said O'Neil. "rll have him
pinched for that"
But before he could get back with
a policeman Shaw had been taken to
his home in a cab by a friend named
Howe.
! All the people in his neighborhood
gave Mr.. Shaw the bst of characters.
Bartender Defends Shaw's Reputation.
I'm sure he didn't mean anything
| wrong" said the head barkeeper at the
Palmer house. He wouldn't do any
thing except when he's feeling unus-
ually jolly
The door man said that Mr.. Shaw
was a perfect gentleman and HE must