Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-03-19

II person "a very little person then) to
one large, swift, comprehensive lift on
the toe Of the leather Of his right sandal
And that's all. Cole Brothers circus
was not seen on that occasion.
The story Of the booster for the mes
merist is very much the same.
4 4
The booster for the mesmerist Cyep, you
guessed right the very first time. for the
mesmerist was Prof Carpenter with the
long beard) breezed along to that same
city of Leavenworth Kan, one bitter,
blizzardy winters day. and, espying this
same chronicIer, still lowering around the
age Of ten. kicking his heels somewhere
on Main street. did then and there hire
and engage and charter him to distribute
handbills for the mesmerist's pairform-
ance
plicit. was that this writer, after having
put in the long. live'ong day in distribute
ing handbilis for the mesmerist, was to
have the inestimaIble privilege OF viewing
the mesmerist's wonder feats Of mesmer-
ism at the Op'rey Haouse that night.
Staggering under a weight Of mes
meristic handbills, the then ten-year-old
author Of these few lines struggled forth
through the biting. blizzardy air, and
he tossed a handbill into the doorway
Of every house, shop. factory. shack,
wickieup. teepee. honkatonk and dog
hutch in Leavenworth. Kan, despite the
scan'lousness of the snowy weather, de-
spite an aching body and freezing feet.
and wretchedness and despair. for he sure
did want bad to see those wonderful feats
of mesmerisn1.
Many. many times during the day he
was chased by wimmink with brooms in
their hands. who did not want to have
handbills of mesmerism or any other
ism tossed into their vestibules.
" so on n so on n SO on.
He was sustained and nourished through
the misery and the grief OF the ten
straight hours (eatless. too) Of handful
distributing by the thought that, what
time the blithe doors of the op'rey
haouse opened. why, he'd have peek at
the wonderful. ETC.. wouldn't he?
T.
This now-talking writer, with sore feet
but high anticipations, was on the job at
the op'rey haouse door promptly at
half-past seven, waiting for the booster
for the mesmerist to swing along. pick
ing his teeth Gall great men picked their
teeth in those days. from his mansion
house dinner. and pass him right In to
was.
Now, neighbors, did 1t break that way?
Not so that you could notice it.
The booster for the mesmerist came
along picking his teeth all right. but
when this now-typewriting individual
crept up in front of him for purposes
OF Identification and piped his little lay
about bein' passed in f'r scatterin' bills.
the booster simply opened little crew
ice In the southwestern corner OF his
facial orifce, and said he:
"Gwan."
That's all. He didn't say anything
more. But 1t was enough.
So the wonderful featS of mesmerasm
were not seen on that occasion.
Well, the grown-up ornery ones are
all forgiven. IT'S q difficult world. we're
here but little while. we all make mis-
takes and all like that; SO the polecats
who've done the mean things since the
adult days have been reached are hereby,
II they weren't before, all forgiven.
But maybe one doesn't wake up in the
middle of the night, right now, after
thirty years, and hate with q vitrtolio
hatred those two no'count pizen. varmints
the elephant man and the mesmerfsts
booster. G. l. c.