The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-10-28
SHB SLEEPS; ny LADY SLEEPS.
YEARS NAVE MADE AIPHILOSO-
PIER or DOLCE FARINIENTE.
she Lacks da Ambish. ana . IBig pipe TreRch.
However F~ertsitous, 10 when % I'm
abIes Ter Onfy Another Opportunity
Of RepOne-But All Dreams End.

abIes llcr Onfy Another Opportunity
Of RepOse-But All Dreams End.
For one hour and twenty minutes yester-
day forenoon Dolce Far Monte lay ON her
back at he bottom VI rho trench for the
new salt water main on Ninth street. a few
feet west Of Broad way. The feather
workers and buttonhole vendors OF The coat
making belt gathered alo ng the edges Of
the trench to the number OF 400 and whis-
pered words OF encouragement TO the
stricken lady.
Tony Tiumfredo, who was driving Dolce
Far Nisnte 10 a butchers cart belonging TO
his father at the time the big. sad eyed,
bay haired horse stepped suddenly of the
eRrth-Tony sat on the curb and wept.
Tony was born, he says. over the butcher
shop at 30 Christopher street just two hours
after Dolce Far Niente came into the world
by way OF the stable at the rear Of the
butcher shop nineteen years ago. Through
all the years Dolce Far Niente and Tony
have been as brother ard sister.
When Dolce Far Niente stepped into
~nothlngness Yesterday she awakened with
a start and found herself resting on her
side with her hoofs clinging to b ragged
edges Of the asphalt above her head. Her
ribs kept her OF the bottom Of the trench
while in this position. SO she let 90 her hoof-
hold Of the edge and rolled on her back
and went to sleep again. Luigi B~elladonna
was digging at the spot where the mare
dropped. but luckily Dolce came into the
trench in such a way that there was a rib
on either side OF Luigi and he escaped a
crushing. Luigi squeezed up to daylight
through a tunnel formed by the two ribs
and the side Of the trench. and got away
with nothing more serious than a slight
confusion an inch and a quarter above the
head Of the right ulna.
Policeman Flynn Of the Mercer street
station lay prone on the asphalt, secured a
grip on the horses tail and tried TO raise
her to the street by that end. Flynn pulled
briskly, but Dolce stayed down in the trench.
Once her eyelids fiuttered TREMENDOUSLY and
she moaned like a child with troubled
dreams.
Moritz Mendelbaum, who had dropped a
box OF buttonholes from a window above
the trench and had come down to the street
for the box just as the trouble began, now
went to the assistance of Flynn and Dolce,
but even the combined strength Of Fly mn
and MendelbaIfm wasn't enough 20 pull
the mare out Of the hole by the tail. Flynn
left Mendelbaum Juggling alone after a
time and ~telephoned for the reserves Of
the Mercer str Get station, the S. p. C. A.
horses ambulance. the trench diggers'
derrick and An alarm clock.
The excited hundreds along the street
were now telling Dolce a IL she would
give one good spring from her back. curve
herself 70 one side or the other while in
midair and land feet downward she would
find herself back in town again. Others,
including Policeman Flynn, suggested that
as long as the trench was being filed any
way before Dolce absentmindedly stepped
into it, why not go right along filing it2
A small green derrick, a red s. p. c. A.
ambulance n three blue reserves from
! Mercer street arrived together and with a
bundle OF rope and tackle got to work on
Dolce. The workers complained that Dolce
was leaving it all to them: Tony, weeping
on the curb, overheard Flynn say that II
the horse would show ever a slight bit of
interest in the proceedings the uplifting
would be expedited.
"Ah, she facka da ambish',' wept Tony
in defence.
With the help OF the derrick, ropes, Flynn,
the reserves, the s.. P. c. A. specials and
Moritz, who was still tugging steadily a. the
horses tail and hoping against hope, Dolce
Far Niente came back to town aRal at
twenty minutes after II. For a long time
she lay on the asphalt in a deep sleep, but
hind legs, stretched herself Enormously
and went back to sleep again.
The crowd, police and s. ?; c. A, appara-
tus tiptoed softly, away: Tony dried his
tears and busted himself with the broken
harness. Some one brought a chair out to
Mortz Mendelbaum, so that he could keep
pulling at Dolce's tail with more comfort.
And in her own good time the mare stood
up and walked gloomily over to where
Tony was awaiting her.
The incident had closed before the camera
squad got on the job. Flynn. swinging
his club idly at Broadway M Ninth street
told the camera squad that Dolce had gone
west to University place and had Their
turned south. They could catch her, Flynn
said, as she had left less than twenty minutes
before, but the squad took pictures Of the
trench, another horse that was passing al
the time, and Moritz Mendelbaum, and lei
il 20 at that.