Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-03-27

increased the first of the wear They hoped
Hustler would turn up soon. and that his med
dlesome father in law would not further inter-
fere with the corporations business plans. The
corporation could do absolutely nothing with
out Mr.. Hustler, who the brainiest man in
his line IN the world And so forth.
1t required two more days to clear up the
story. with forgiveness wired from Pittsburgh
and the temperance of the clippers. In those
two days every detail of the new soap enter
prise and the one hundred thousand-dollar
premium list had to be telegraphed all over the
country and printed as news. The public de-
| manded the final chapter of its romance, and it
would not be cheated of the details.
1t was generally believed at the time that the
Pittsburgh man, who. after retiring from bust
ness had retained with his fortune keen sense
of humor. permitted himself to be laughed at
for week that he might laugh until his death.
The Swimming Elephant
On par with young Hustler's clipping ex-
plot is the feat of the elephant that swan
across New York Bay from Coney Island to
Staten Island. This story was just in time
for the Monday morning papers
The elephant weighed about four tons. and
it took as many horses to draw the huge hooded
furniture van that numbered along the Shore
Road and was carried across the South Ferry
and the Staten Island Ferry and finally reached
South Beach at dawn Sunday morning. Long
before the big pachyderm was striding up and
down the sand under the watchful eyes of men
who tried to look as if they never saw an
elephant before, the police at Coney Island ten
miles across the bay and the resident popula-
ton were all agog with excitement.
One of the elephant herd had escaped from
big amusement park There were the broken
leg chains, the fences torn down. the splinters
of f1imsy ticket Office he had crushed like
eggshel the tramped ground The tracks led
to the beach! There they ceased! Had the
elephant swan out to sea? 1t wasn't long be-
fore New York newspaper offices were buzzing
with this question. Pictures of the elephant.
proprietor of the park. were prepared in great
haste tit was said at Coney 1sland) and furnished
to the press Sunday is always dull day for
| news, and this looked like good start to the
city editors. But more was to come.
Telephone bells tangled Staten Island farm
ers called up their favorite newspapers in New
York. An elephant was parading the sands at
South Beach.
Well, there the huge beast was He was wet
and covered with sand and little seaweed.
Every reporter on the story. every photog-
rapher. had a good look at him cavorting
clumsily on the beach, before a force of keepers
appeared in hot haste from the amusement
park, having come round the broad bay by the
same route the furniture van took the night
before. Almost at the same time fleet of
motor boats. naphtha launches and small tug
was seen kicking and putting toward the pier.
They had been securing the sea for the swim
ming elephant.
Clever, Ell? 1t meant great weeks business
for the amusement park.
The Man Eating Lion
ONE of the best short stories of an English
- writer tells how run on country bank
was halted until the arrival of gold from Lon
don by the surreptitious introduction of a cir
Gus lion which roamed apparently at will