The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-07-24
EIILAD OF THE BRINDLE CAT.
.vr mack? you HIT 1T FIRST
TJvr-.N NEVER a CAT YET

,.,.rs. Says ZcItnor. says He-I VIII 60
,,a,,.n n Then,, and None Other, Tell
:, and sell It-They'll Buy II or Me
r.. rcbberg had brindle cat. He kept
inv hi. room upon the second story
n Broome. The beast was
s w and dissoute; his ways were dark
WV T,ougb. He squat and fght and roam
Wv ,;sht-oh. yes, that cat was tough. And
W. Ike Iceberg left his fiat folks said he'd
roved to lose that cat.
1.-Two schoenberg Is the janitor at "
.r,e He took his way one summer day
Tohberg's vacant room
And crouching in the corner. on piece
|, nasse mat, Jake Sohoenberg saw the
.ostrate form Of Ichbergs brindle cat.
Inn schoene kate" Jake Schoenberg said.
4, w Mart with kindness filed. He reached
~, the brindle cat and cried, "Gewaltl
ruled,' And when from every room
"a hall the frightened tenants come, they
Wv lake schoenberg tying up a some
w, damaged thumb. They search the
w., thew search the fiat, but no one finds
{be brindle cat ,
rho thumb swelled up,th doctors came.
H., blstered and they bled, and when
H.Is schoenberg saw the bills he passion
Lte]y said: Il pays the sum OF hfty cents
Lrd maybe twice Of that II anyone Will
,s,cb and kill Ike Iohberg's brindle cat
Ens (,oldbaum, aged II, has little nickel
nn and when he heard those burning
ords he started on the run. And doing
IN innocence. the brindle cat sat on the
kence.
Lined it straight and true. He pulled the
kock the weapon spoke, the deadly missile
kav, And with dying, gurgling cry OF
lninsled rage and pain, the brindle cat
launched up his back and hurtled of
,main, Moe Goldbaum leaped upon the
mound to seize his prey, but naught he
Hound.
Mart Mrs. Rosie Monheim, with a wash
Imb boiling hot, looked from the third floor
sre escape and spied shady spot, where
|Icbbere's brindle Tom cat in quiet, peace
|M sleep, lay with his nose among his paws
on backyard rubbish heap. And mindful
Of tho rich reward and needing money. too,
tbs poised the tub above his form and down
tbs torrent few. There came a squall
and uterwaul that tore the morning air,
vt vhen the steam had cleared away the
q, bs wasn't there. for on first floor fire
vups he croucned with flashing eye,
NE paws unseared, his tail unskinned, his
tu Ill fair and dry. But Goldbaum's
twyear daughter Rose was weeping with
sNlded nose.
The story grew, the wonder flew, and
Louis Zeltner came. From Bowery to
liver runs said Louis Zeltner's fame. For
when on Broome or Clinton streets there's
BIZ. or duress first Louis comes, and then
be cops, and then, mayhap, the press. And
houi. said this right away. "Send for the
kP.C Of A
1t was last Friday morning, on the tene-
nent front stoop the passing Piker might
tae seen an interesting group. Full
eenty small children without e'er shoe
E hat were paying shy attention
10 Ike Ichberg's brindle cat. Before his
hose a saucer lay, of golden cream and
kich-the one who planned this cunning
schems was Morris Oloovitch-and Morris,
while his victim in a fancied safety lay,
has calling on the telephone the 8. P. c.
k A. BY risking thus dimes expense
Be hoped to win the SO cents.
Around the turn Of Goerck street the fatal
wagon came and Ichberg's brindle terror
went on doing just the same. The hurry
art draws up and stops and from its fatal
bed buttoned functionary draws a net
With meshes spread. But as he turns to
wing his net and catch the brindle cat
hs buttoned functionary stops and won
6en where he's at. For while he gathered
or the swoop the brindle cat had few the
pop.
The only voice on Broome street that wa
beard for quite time was that OF Morris
weeping for his lost and squandered dime
But nerved by sense Of pain and loss, he go
little sack and hunted for that brindl'
at through every nook and crack. Ane
ere the day had passed away and his mother
called her boy, young Morris Olcovitcl
an home in fit of perfect joy. For from
bic left meat sack hung and from insid
that came frantic demonstrations b.
mighty angry cat. He hastes to Jake,
Schoenberg and the tenants in accord ga,
that Morris is entitled to the so cent
nward. But Schoenberg Ia a skeptic an
bis proposition fiat Is that first he mus
nave evidence that this is Iohberg's cat
let, IL they loose the pudding string ant
give the beast some room, Ike Iceberg
iantic terror may be out again on Broomt
The tenants say that Morris is an homes
hoy for sure, and Morris stands there smi
ag with smile serene and pure. Jak
Shoenberg is a plunger and he risks hi
0oents and so with satisfaction and wit
angry violence he bears the squalling sack
'ul 10 North Rivers murky side and hurl
lar and sinks it in the dark and rollin
woe So happy now has Schoenberg grow
@eyen pays the telephone.
Twas Saturday at midnight and a
Broomc; the lights were out ant
Ience reigned and slumber sweet ant
eoom, Twas then vivid vision passe;
.a'ough Jakey Schoenberg's brain. H
dreamed that he had fallen from an Gle
"'ed train, and when he struck Thir
avenue heavy brewery truck rolled light
"mely upon his chest and settled ther
md stuck. And as Jake Schoenberg wok
400 waved his arms and yelled amain h
sN TWO cleaning balls OF fire that burne
ano hs brain. Quick. Rosie! Rosiel ligf
ger gas cried Schoenberg In afrrigh,
ln faithful Mrs. Schoenberg struck
II match and GOT a lioht Md tharo ,,y>oy, ~