The Detroit times., 1912-11-11
rolls PEANUT TO.
PAY ELECTION Bet
iprowd Of 5000 Watches. DIR c.
w. Burge Settle for Back
ing Roosevelt

More than 5000 people jammed
themselves into Gratiot-aye., from
Library-ave., to woodward-ave., Mon
day afternoon. TO get glimpse OF DR.
G. w. Burge rolling peanut with a
sausage from the Library Park hotel
10 Woodward-ave., IN payment OF al
election bet which he lost TO III.
George McElveen. Burge bet that
Col Roosevelt would be elected presl'
dent, while McElyeen pinned his fair
70 Wilson
Trafic was brought To complete
standstill and a half dozen policemen
battled with might and main TO keep
back the crowds so that Burge could
roll the peanut. Following the doctor
came a 'leetle German band, five in
number, playing such popular melo-
dies as "Everybody's doing it, and
take q little tip from father.
Burge accomplished the feat in just
10 minutes, and as the little peanut
hit the first cobble stone over the
Woodward-aye. crossing a mighty
shout went up from the crowd. And
once more business In the vicinity
Was resumed.
Burge and McElveen dined with
their wives in the Library Park hotel
and Burge came out OF the lobby,
picking his teeth and smiling. AT
o'clock. He took a peep at the
crowd, numbering about 100 people
standing In front of/the hotel AMI
then went back.
Cheer up. doctor" remarked Nc
Elveen. The band will soon be
here
Then some one opened the hotel
safe and took out the Official peanut
and n sausage, about loot long anG
two inches in diameter. A ribbon
Was tied around the sausage In the
middle. and dangling at the end OF
the ribbon was diniinntiye Frank
furter sausage. When Burge saw
these instruments OF torture his rudy
face became pale and lie locked fur
lively around as though intent ch
making his escape. McElveen kept
reassuring him and Burge put on his
gloves and took hold OF the sausage
gingerly. The crowd in the lobby
laughed heartily at his discontinue
while the crowd outside, steadily
gaining In number strained and
heaved for places of advantage 10
catch sight of the fellow who rolls
the peanut" Finally the German
band. the kind that serenades the
saloons. showed up and out OF the
elevator stepped the grinning Nc
Elyeen.
''Oh, there you are, doctor" he ex-
claimed merrily as he brushed up 10
Burge. He's the gamest little man
In town." this to the audience.
McElveen led the loser 10 the curb
stone In front of the hotel and threw
down the peanut. The battle was on
Burge went gamely to his task. He
would smite the peanut with the end
OF the bologna and It would get lost
for the time in the shuttle. Then he
would run up on it and give II shove,
sending II along rapidly
Every one from the center to the
fringe OF the crowd was laughing and
pushing to move along with the doc
tor and the band. Burge leaned over
TO his task and was the least COZ
spicuous in the entire crowd. He
showed the peanut up Library-aye., 20
Gratiot-ave, and then turned toward
Woodward-ave. Cars and automobiles
were stalled. Men and boys grinned
down at the spectacle from the tops
OF delivery wagons Every window in
the adjoining office and store build
ings was taken, everybody smiling,
laughing and joking at the doctors
plight.