Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1921-11-28
TOBEY TOADVINE
A S l X N E w III I M
BY T. B. Crabb, his Secretary

Few people knew Tobey Toad
vine as did the writer. l, alone,
was with him when he dropped
into sleep from which there Is no
awakening, therefore I speak with
authority. and not as the scribes
| who generally write for newspa-
pers
Mr. Toadvine died last night at
| "his apartments in the highlands
and the body will "lie In state" at
a local undertaking establishment
from two until four tomorrow af-
ternoon, after which 1t will be
shipped to his former home in
Philiapolis, Pennsyltucky.
Mr.. Toadvine was not resident
of Albuquerque, as was popularity
supposed, and his presence in the
city was accounted for in that he
was en- route from nowhere to
some place else, via here, when he
became so entranced with the Sc
pia landscape surrounding us that
he was held captive by it.
He often remarked that In all OF
his travels, most of which had
been in Pullman cars of the side
door type, never had he beheld
such a sheer expense of unbridled
and unrestricted brown, and he
marveled more and more each day
at its great resemblance to the ro-
togravure section of the Sunday
newspapers. He hated green ex-
ceedingly, except in juleps, and
Scotch Black and White, with a
dash of water color, only exceeded
his love for brown.
Tobey, as he was affectionately
called by his few intimates, was
most unusual character. He was
first of all, a bachelor, which of
course accounted for his cheerful
disposition as well as his ability
to always look on the bright side
of everything. The Santa Fe
crossings could not even cross
, him. although the one at Central
avenue came perilously near 1t on
several occasions.
He could go to picture show,
even at raised prices" and not
complain. The orchestrions were
a never ending source of wonder
ment to him, as he could not sec
how it was possible to make an in
strument so complicated and still
get so little music out of It. And
with air SO free. he could never
| understand why it was used so
sparingly by some our places of
amusement. Once at Barelas hall
when two boxers were stalling
through twelve rounds. a wit up
stairs yelled, Give 'em the air.
and Tobey replied in kind, "There
amt none! And there wasn't!
Mr.. Toadvine toiled not, neither
did he spin, yet no Solomon had
anything on him when it came to
second hand clothes. He was
blessed with what you might call
a flexible figure. accounted for,
probably, by the fact that he could
eat five meals a day just as easily
as he could go without any, and
he often did both. Never on tho
same day, however.
Intensely fond of music, he
would sit and listen to the phono-
graph for hours if somebody else
would play 1T, and his knowledge
of the masters was almost beyond
belief. Art Hickman, Ted Lewis,
Paul Biese and the All Star Trio
he knew perfectly we'll were not
the Happy Six, and you had to
but mention what was on one side
OF record and he could instantly
tell you what was on the other
side. Particularly was this true of
Red seals.
Mr.. Toadvine was not a health.
seeker when he came to Albuuuer-
que last March, but he became one
shortly after. 1t happened one
night during a sandstorm. He left
his health lying on the floor with
his hat, and the next morning both
were gone. The hat, he always
said, he could identify, as he knew
just how the nap felt, but with his
health 1t was different. His health
felt good, too. but, for that mat
ter, so does every other persons.
He advertised for the health. but
1t was never recovered, and he said
to his dying day that he thought
some healthseeker had found 4
and held out on him. He knew
several people who claimed they
had found some at about that time.
but could prove nothing.
For the sake of keeping the rec
ord straight, let 1t be said in truth
that the advertisements for Mr..
Toadvine's health were not placed
in the MORNING JOURNAL. Had
he had the foresight to have done