Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1913-01-29
SOME ECHOES FROM
DAYS LONG GONE BY
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number in Rector street, New York
City, to attend billiard room. The
room was closed on Sunday. SO on
Sunday [ walked to Pier No s
where number of sailing ships had
been moored to oicharge their
Cargoes. Among them was a large
three master that had brought a
cargo Of sugar and molasses from New
Orleans. Many barrels of molasses
had been Unloaded and placed on the
wharf among which was one that
stood up on the end. A number Of
sailors were lettering around, when
along came a man dressed IN suit of
yellow Nankin, which was the
summer dress worn at that time by
men. He was topped with a large
wide brimmed panama hat that over
Swallowed his serious features. He
approached some of the sailors and
talked to them of the evil of their
lives aud the use of tobacco and in
6oxicating drinks, urging them to
reform and become better men. His
audience gaining in numbers, he
amounted the barrel that stood upon
the end. He talked very quietly and
eIoquently until he came to the
climax. when he raised his hands and
shouted in loud shrieck. DO you
know dear friends, that if you con
tinUe in your evil ways of carous-
ing, swearing and drinking that you
will be damned and 90 to hell ever
aastingly When he shouted, go to
hell he made high jump and when
his feet touched the top of the barrel
lie gave away, and as lady that used
to live in Lancaster would have ex-
pressed herself the poor man was
precipitated" to the bottom of the
barrel. There was an omnibus
silence for minute then came a
tremendous Shut and waving of
caps and then a rush for the barrel
One of the mates of the ship near
which this happened, CHANGED to look
on, ran down the gang plank swear
ing to beat the band, not as gentle
manly al. Bobby Pa would have done,
but in regular sailor parlance, that
shocked me. I can still hear the
mate III a stentorian voice roar, 1.-The
dinghy ding fool to spoil forty gallons
of the best molasses that ever was
shipped from New Orleans to New
York.
Much has been written about pipe
dreams Not having a pipe at hand,
I lighted one of Joe Benefits fra
grant Tom Moore's which Harry
Carthew had sent me for Christmas
and INDUCED in cigar dream, and as
the smoke rolled to the ceiling the
sntire pathetic scene of misplaced con-
fdence passed before me. [ can still
see the wharf, the ships, the sailors
IN their red flannel shirts and large
knife stuck in their belt, the
tetotalar in his yellow Nankin suit
and large brimmed panama hat. [ can
still see him mount TIE barrel.
wave his hands, I can hear him say
you will go to hell'' and with mis-.
placed confidence jump up and dis
appear II the barrel; I hear the shout
of the sailors. the cursing Of the mate,
and see the sailors pull the missionary
out the barrel and forlorn look of the
poor man when he surveyed his mo-
dasses stained yellow suit. have
never heard such eloquent plea for
temperance again, until Rowell and
Auffstettler's temperance meeting in
Lancaster Fred Burr has an eve on
She dollar Of our daddies, he knows
that good prices are paid for subjects
that can be used for moving pictures.
] expect that he will tske 40 the cue.
enlarge upon this pathetic story and
when l come back to Lancaster on my
next summer vacation and go to the
Orpheum [ will hear him announce
an his modest melodious voice: "The
next is thousand foot reel by the
Ihanhauser Company. The scene is
laid at pier No 8, New York City,
and is entitled, Misplaced Con
idence. E" But have been carried
away on a tangent, I intended to tell
you about my first trip to Lancaster,
which I will relate some time in the
future, unless the readers of The Her.
aid pronounce my effort rotten. =
await their verdict. 1 have re-
deemed my promise 30 Lou Starr and
hope that he is satisfied With my
best wishes and regards to my old
Friends I remain sincerely yours,
Herman Buchner