New-York tribune., 1910-07-13
GOT BLACKSM|TH'S GOAT
Decorated His Mascot with
Flaming Orange Streamers.
WAS HARD BLOW FOR KILEY
Billy Dodged Hot Horseshoe and
Failed to Return Until the
Parade Was Over.


Parade Was Over.
James Kiley, the blacksmith, wasn't feel
ing well yesterday. Somebody got his goat.
Billy Junior was the latter's pet name until
he reappeared at Kiley's shop, at No. 60 4th
street, Long Island City, yesterday morn
ing, all decked out in orange colored rib
bon, and now the boys call him ''Croppy.
Lie Down" after a well known Orange
mems song.
Kiley, who is big and strong and good
natured and is considered the friend of the
entire neighborhood, comes from a place IN
Ireland where on July u a slight differ
ence of opinion concerning the rights OF
Orangemen to parade and celebrate was
sometimes fought to a finish.
Since becoming a stalwart American cit-
zen Kiley has dropped his old prejudices.
He has nothing against any of his neigh
bors. and he has no objection to Orange
men on parade if they are properly guarded
by a regiment or two of soldiers with fixed
bayonets and several companies Of police
and carry the green flag at the head of the
procession. He says his aim is to live at
peace with his neighbors, and he Is willing,
with few restrictions, to grant free and
equal rights to all
Even before Billy Junior put in an ap-
pearance logged out in his marching
clothes Kiley knew it was July L. Before
entering his shop to begin his days work
he glanced up and down 4th street There
was but one strip of yellow in sight and
that was one of the colors of an ltaIlan
flag in a saloon window opposite
There's green there, too" said kiley to
himself as his quick eye caught the Italian
colors. land as I am a peaceful citizen III
let it co.
Billy Absent from Rollcall.
where's Biliy?" inquired Kiley of his
half-dozen workmen. on failing to catch
sight of his pet goat browsing In a sort OF
nest he had fixed up for himself in the
depths of a worn out sheetiron wheel
barrow. Billy is the mascot of the shop
anG KiIey was loath to begin the days
work unless Billy was present at rolicaH-
Sure he was here a few minutes ago,
rerIied one workman. ''Mebbe he's gone
away wild one of the boys
For Some season even the heated iron
gIowed a deep orange color, and kiley re-
marked to his men that it was easy
..knowin' the day" Right in the midst OF
the rush of the morning a gorgeous pun
die of orange colored ribbons rosettes and
sashes ambled up to the door of the black
smith shop.
"R-a-a-hl B-a-a-h-" said the wearer of
the decorations.
.Hiven help US. what's this right at me
own door?'' shouted Kiley. Don't stand
there like wooden mini Do you see that
somebody's disgracin' me? What is it?"
"R-a-a-h! Ba-a-a-h"' said Billy again,
giving a friendly wag TO the big orange
rosette which decorated his tail
sIt's Billy. and I'm disgraced," said
Kilev. Then catching UP a, redhot horse
shoe he hurled it at the unsuspecunS
Billy, who with an expertness borne OF
long experience, lodged the flying missile
and started up the street toward vernon
avenue with Kiley and his men IN pursuit
The chase led to the entrance OF the VIA
duct across Newtown Creek, which Is
guarded by Big Tom Crogan' from the
4th street police station.
big Tom knew the goat. as does every
one living in 4th street, and he realized
Kiley's plight.
Even Shuns q Head of Lettuce
Some unchristian blackguards has
trimmed up me goat: an for the love OF
hivin, Tom. help me catch him before I'm
disgraced entirely!" pleaded Kiley.
.Iu fix him." said Crogan, darting over
to vegetable stand and catching up
head of lettuce Come, Billy added
Crogan, CoaXingly-
.eB-a-a-a-h! B-a-a-a-ahr' replied Billy,
hacking off and unlimbering his decorated
horns for action.
s'Sure the lettuce is green and he ought
70 know the COLOR voiced a crowd of
sympathizers-
But it was no use. Remembering the hot
horseshoe that he narrowly escaped in the
blacksmith shop, Billy backed off sus-
piciously and went ambling through differ
ent streets, showing off his decorations.
Everybody pointed him out with the re-
mark:
There goes Kiley's goat.
Later in the day Billy got back to the
shop, shorn of his decorations. The parade
was over Ensconsing himself in the depths
of the sheet iron wheelbarroR, he sat last
evening patiently chewing away at a to-
nato can. waiting for his owner to return
and close the shop.
It was sad blow for kiley. He told his
friends that the bitter experiences of the
CAV had wiped out all race lines for him,
and instead of being found in Quinn's it
was in a Dutch place with electric fans
and big glasses full of amber colored fluid
that Kiley was discovered, his muscular
hulk against the mahogany bar, telling his
hearers what he would like to do to the
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