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I.
PRANKS OF A ZULU
HE. WAS ONLY A soweav eoY OFF
‘THE STAGE; BUT HE WAS WILD.
Ho Seared the Night Watchman Almost
into Fits with His Pastebo'ard Hatchet,
Hair-Mat Wig, Wu: Paint and Wild
Gibberish.
.1 In private life William Huggard is a
tall, lanky lad of 16 years, with a ge-
nius for going to sleep on all occasions,
suitable and unsuitable. Ofiicially he
is a Zulu chief, with a formidable as-
segai, a hair mat wig, and enough war
paint to coat a house, those being his
“props" in a farce called “The Jay Cir-
cus,” which has been running in New
York.
and when he woke up at four o’clock in
with Considerable clatter.
out from the wings and started across
Ithe stage, but tripped over a chateau,
' and, doing an avalanche act down the
side of a distant mountain, landed with
a tremendous thud on a moonlit lake.
“Stop! or I’ll' shoot,” shouted the
voice, now nearer, and Kiley, carrying
a lantern, appeared on the stage.
The Zulu chief attempted to retire
but knocked against a tree and brought
it down with a. crash. At the same mo-
ment Kiley flashed the light of the lan-
tern upon him, and beheld an uncanny
figure, with a. matlike mane and a ter-
rific countenance.
“G- g- g- good Lord,” he'twittered, his
teeth chattering. “What are you?”
In an instant an inspiration came to
the Zulu chief. For the first time he
remembered, he had his war costume
on, and he determined to make use of
it. Leaping in the air he gave a terrific
howl and flourished his assegai, to the
that happened to be 1n the way ,
‘ ‘Ikey~ pikey sikey-crlkey l” he yelled.
"Whoopl Wahll Wow!!!”
“Lord ha’ mercy,” cried the terrified
watchman; “it’s a wild man!” and he
made a bolt with intention tofexit, but
collided with the wing, which knocked
him flat.
As he rose the Zulu chief was flourish-
ing a hatchet. It was a papier mache
hatchet, but Kiley didn’t know that.
"Wubblety-jubblety-jubub l” whooped
the savage. “Whoo-ee-eeeel” and he
flung his hatcl13t straight at Kiley’s
head. ' " ' '
“Help!” shrieked Kiley.
Help! Police!”
Seizing his lantern he cleared the
footlights atabound, dashed up through
the aisle, and out into the street, still
shrieking until he found Policeman
.Frazer of the East Fifty-first street sta-
“Murder l
a spear was in the theatre doing a spec-
‘ialty act to an empty house. Frazer
said that he’d see about it. Meantime
. the Zulu chief had set out exploring for
a way out and had found the fire escape.
Up this he started, and had got pretty
well up when Frazer came back on the
stage. and, hearing him, put his head
out of the rear window. The sight he
saw somewhat amazed him, but he only
said:
“Come down from there.”
“Hunky-tunky-tunk! Whoosh! Chil-
in chief, thinking he could scare this
one away,-too.
“You’ll not call me that twice,” said
Frazer. and he climbed out on the fire
escape and chased the wild man to the
roof, where he captured him. Straight-
way the Zulu chief was transformed in-
to a very much scared youth who pro.
tested that he had done nothing wrong.
—New York Sun.
REPLIED TO BILLY FLORENCE.
A Spectator who Answered the Comedi-
an's Question.
William J. Florence, the comedian,
had a reputation for bright stories and
practical jokes. The following one, is
said, by Harper’s Round Table, to have
been told by him at a dinner one even-
ing, when the conversation turned on
traveling theatre companies:
“Years ago,” said Florence. “I was in
a. small company skipping from town to
town. We had met with extremely
bad luck up to our landing in the town
of D—-. There we found the lowest
ebb of all, for when the curtain rolled
up there were just two persons ’in the
audience, a young lady in the orchestra
chair and a young man‘ in the front row
of the balcony.
“We went on with the performance
however, possibly to warm ourselves
more than anything else. According
to my part, I was helping‘the heroine
to escape the clutches of the villain.
and _ in one of my lines, I said, ‘Have
you‘noticed that even the bright moon
is rising to light us on our way?’ Be-
fore she had time to reply, the young
man in the balcony Called out:
“ ‘I am not so certain about the lady
down stairs, but I can see it all
right.’ ”
I o Queen Victoria’s Donkey.
The'_.story of the; purchase of f the
Queen’s favorite~ donkey is not very
widely know.» During her Majesty’s
first stay at Aix- les- Bains, eleven years
ago, it was bought from a peasant by
the wayside for 200 francs. Jack was
being driven peaceably along the banks
' of the lake, when the Queen asked his "
owner if he Would part with him.
“That depends, madame,” said the
old peasant, “if I sell my donkey, I
shall not be able to Get my living any
“ - more.”
“How much did you give for him?”
she asked.
“A hundred francs, madam,” was the
answer
“Well, I will give you double,” and
the bargain was forthWith Concluded.
The story of the sale spread through
the land, and since then whenever he:
Majesty took her drives abroad, wheth-
er at Biarritztor "Aixeles-Bains, she'was
sure to'meet on her road one or two
zx:-11.sa1;1ts leading a ,handsome but at
l Schultz-l donkey.—Tit-Bits.
l
' The other evening he went to sleep,
the morning he feund himself very.
much in the dark. Struggling to his"
' feet he tripped over his assegai, falling
“Who 5 there?” called William Kiley}.
. the night watchman from below. ..
Much alarmed. the zulu chief scuttled
great detriment of an ancestral staircase ‘
limawallebadoryl” vocifera’ted the Zu- ‘
11:11:. EVENT
A DANGEROUS BlRD.
of Blue Herons.
"shore hunter, “I expect to open mu
daily. paper and see ,a headline some
thing like this, “Killed by a blue heron.’
and I’ll tell you why. The blue harm:
is a big, powerful bird which has al
ready badly disfigured the faces of sev
eral men. The men have wounded a
bird, and then. thinking to capture Ill
alive, they went up to it. Why,l
would as soon try to kiss a wounded
grizzly
“The birds grow as tall as six feet
and have necks like a fish rod and just
the kind of muscles to move it the
quickest with the most strength. They
could drive their bill points through a
quarter inch panel.
“The hunter goes up to the bird and
sees it lying. there looking as innocent
as a robin, with only a wing broken.
‘What a fine pet it would make,’ the
fool hunter thinks. Then he picks the
bird up and starts for home in a wagon
knees.
“The bird’s neck is drawn back like a
letter “S.”
shoots up and gives the man a gash
alongside the eye three inches long.
That is what has always happened so
far. The wounded bird has missed its
aim, but sometimes, and you want to
remember it, this feathered spearman
will drive its bill fair into its enfliy’ 5
eye, and like a steel umbrella stick the
pOint of the bill will penetrate the
man’s brain.
‘ Iguess the bird’s aim has always
been spoiled by the pain of its wounds,
and so manya human life has been
saved. I don’t monkey with wounded
bitterns or cranes—well, scarcely.”—
New York Sun.
No Rip Van Winkles “Wanted.~
This story is told of Mr. Joseph J ef-
ferson:
A number of years ago he played a
one-night engagement in a small In-
diana town, appearing in his favorite
part. The hotel at which he stayed
was infested by an Irishman “recently
landed, ” who acted as porter and gen-
eral assistant. Judged by the deep ceand
serious interest which he took in the‘
house, he might have been clerk, lessee“
and proprietor rolled into one. '
At about six o’clock in the morning.
Mr. J eft'erson was startled by a violent
thumping on his door. When he strug-
gled into consciousness, and realized
that he had left no call at the office,
he was naturally indignant But his
sleep was spoiled for that morning, so
he arose, and soon after appeared be
fore the clerk.
“See here,” he demanded of this indi-
vidual, “why was I called at this 1111-
earthly hour?”
.- "I don’t know, sir,” answered the
clerk. “I’ll ask Mike.”
The Irishman was accordingly sum
moned.
Said the clerk:
call for Mr. Jefferson.
disturb him?”
Taking the clerk by the lapel of the
coat, the Hibernian led him to one side.
and said, in a mysterious manner:
“He were slinoring like a horse, sir,
and Oi’d heard the b’ys saying some-
thing about how he were once after
shleepin’ forgtwinty years, so I says to
meself, ‘Moike, it’s a-comin’ onto him
ag’in, and it’s yer duty to get the creat-
ure out o’ the house. instantly.’ ”—Har-
per’s Magazine.
His Fish Story was True.
“The afternoon, when we were in the
' Indian Ocean,” said the Captain, “I no.
ticed a shark swimming round the
ship, and I didn’t like it a. bit. Yea
know the superstitition to the effect
that a following shark presages the
death of one of the ship’s company.
He sailed around us ' all the next day,
and the next after that. and I deter-
mined to catch him and quell my un
easiness. -
“We baited a hook, and after a short
time captured and killed him. Then
we cut him up. Do you know what we
found in that shark’s inside? No“:
Well, a newspaper, unopened, and it
will surprise you, as it did me, when I
tell you that it was addressed to my-
self.” 1
A shout of great laughter went up
from the Captain’s audience} who
winked at each other unblushingly.
“Mike, there was no
‘Why did you
good part, and when the jeers were
ended he said: '
"Now, gentlemen, I’ll tell you how it
happened. I found that my children
had been Skylarking the day before in
the cabin. They found among the these
of reading that had been brought on
board some unopened newspapers ad-
dressed to me. They had been throw-
ing these newspapers at each other, and
one of them went out of the porthole.
The shark saw it, of ”course, and gob-
bled it down, and that was how it hap-
pened. Now, gentlemen, judge for
yourselves the truth of my story.”—
London Answers.’
Doves Instead of Champagne.
It iscustomary among most civilized
nation's, when launching or christening
a vessel, to break a bottle of cham-
pagne or other wine 'over her bows.
The Japanese, with their usual thrifty
notions, do not believe in this unneces-
sary waste.‘ When they christen a. ves-
sel, . instead of breaking a bottle, they
liberate a number of pigeons. At the
christening of the Yashima, the largest
and most powerful battleship ever con-
structed for the Japanese navy, which
took'place a short time ago at the E15-
wick shipyard, on the Tyne, this un-
usual sight was seen. Madame Kato,
the wife of a. member of the Japanese
Embassy, christened the vessel and let
loose the pigeons at the same time. It
would be interesting to know what the
origin, meaning and intention of the
custom was. -
The Hostess—I suppose there is no
use of asking you to stay for dinner?
Caller—Not m that v.- 3) .-—Cleveland
lain Dealer.
What win Happen Some Day to a Hunts .
‘:Some of these daysfi.’ said the ’lon: '-
or a boat, with the bird between his.
All of a sudden the bill,
He, however, took all the bantering in .
gm 1m .wl we; “I “~1- -~-‘~ ”swim ’:'4'>:<:.:< _. 11 «rm. ~ 4m- 11:11' ‘1'" 'vw“ J- “I fl,— new» .rrrmm-en “ads-nu: 1m mags-r1 .- we
MADE THE COUNT MAD.
—_.;__¢—
He Was Taken for a Bladman, and That
Made film One.
arrest of Count Vladimir Nicholas Ru.
man, chief of the Siberian prisons, and
a brother of two Major~Generals in the
Russian army, on a charge of insanity.
He wanted to inspect the city prison,
so walked up to Sergeant Houghtaling’s
desk and snorted out his request in-
Russian. He had lost his hat some-
where, and his jet black hair stood up
like bristles on a hog’s back. He had
a scraggly heard, a swarthy face, and
was built like a gladiator. He wore an
eightodollar hand-me-down‘. ’suit of
clothes, high-water trousers, a pair of
stoga. shoes, and heavy Government
socks.
second mate of a Whaler.
sian at Houghtaling the Sergeant
thought he was crazy. He was sure of
it when his visitor commenced jabber.
ing French, and a police officer under-
stood him to say he was chief of all Si-
San Francisco s jail.
Honvhtalm g nodded toward the prison
and tapped his forehead sug gestiveiyi
The visitor took it asa salute andrefi
turned it.
around Ruman. He thought it was an
geant Lindheimer tried to find out his
name, but, making no headway, ordered
him into a cell. When a couple of trus-
ties attempted to hustle him away a
red- hot fight followed, and it took eight
of them to land the powerful Russian
behind the bars.
He yelled and rattled his cell door till
he made the old prison ring. Then, af-
ter another fight, he was dragged into
a dark cell. Then he kicked the heavy
' doors till be nearly had them off their
hinges. Then they threw him down
and took his shoes off. Still he made
so much noise that he was dragged into
the prison hospital and strapped to a
leather cot, where he raged and strug-
gled like a madman.
all the proceedings, made him wild with
irage. To be imprisoned, shackled, and
1 humiliated by a Jew was too much for
.the proud Russian. .
j He struggled and strained at his straps
and chains all the afternoon, and then
some of' nis friends heard of his plight.
1 Explanations followed, and the distin-
guished visitor was released with apolo-
gies.
it, As the chains were taken ofi him he
shook them under Lindheimer’ s nose
and hissed in French:
“Ah, my birdie, if I just had you in
Siberia I‘ would show you how we do
it l”—San Francisco Post.
AFTER BURIED TREASURE.
Hunters for 880,000 Cached in Ohio A
4 Century Ago.
A company has just been organized
in, _ Cincinnati, to- seek for the famous
Maumee river, buried treasure, which
has been the cause of so much anxious
and unsuccessful search. '
.When General Wayne was making
his campaign against the hostile In-
dians in 1794, with an army of some
400 men, he fought the battle of Fallen
Timbers. The day before that battle
the soldiers were paid 1n gold by a pay-
master who had arrived from Washing-
ton. Afraid that, in the event of de-
feat, the money might fall into the
hands of the enemy, it was decided by
the men to bury it until after the
battle.
Each man wrapped his money in a
handkerchief, marked it with his name
and turned it in to the general collec-
tion. Captain Curtis was selected by
the ofiicers to find a place to bury the
treasure and a detachment of six men
was assigned to do the work. It was
agreed that the survivors of the battle
should see that the money belonging to
fallen comrades reached their families.
About $80,000 in money and valuables
was thus buried. The entire command
knew in a general way that the treas-
ure was to be hidden on the banks of
the Maumee river, near the present site
of Waterville, 0., but no one outside of
the small detachment knew of the exact
spot. It was one of the singular inci-
dents of the battle that followed that
the officer, Captain Curtis, and with one
exception his six men were instantly
killed. The single exception was so
badly injured that he never recovered
conscibusness and died without telling
his secret. The burial place has never
been discoVered.
Many were the attempts to find this
money, but with so little encourage'
ment that of late years all efforts have
been" abandoned. Recently, however,
some manuscript by John Paulding,
who was a member of Wayne’s Com-
which throws a little light on the prob
confines the possible hiding place to a
comparatively small area audit is pro-
posed to dig this 'over thoroughly
Work is to tbe commenCed at once.—
Philadelphia Press.
Tom Ochiitree’s Narrow Escape.
Colonel Thomas P. Ochiltree, who is
ill, is missedirom his favorite haunts
in New ‘York. The Colonel’s friends
are neverotired telling anecdotes of
him, and among others it is recalled
that he once slapped Jem Mace, the
noted EngliSh pugilist, in the face one
bet that no one could hit Mace. The
Colonel was knocked doWn for his dar-
ing, friends preventing any further
punishment.
Stationary Potentates.
There are but. two European potentates
who manage to get along without
.change of residence. These are the
Form of Rome and the Sultan of Turkey.
neple since he ascended the th1one in
and his Holiness has remained Within
the precincts of the Vatican since the
triple tiara was placed upon his head.
One ’of the funniest incidents that:
ever occurred in San. Francisco was the.
Altogether he looked like the
When be commenced snorting Rusa
berian prisons and wanted to inspect
Half a dozen oflicers closed
escort, and walked along. Inside Ser-‘
The sight of Lindheimer, who directed
mand, has, been found in Pittsburg,’
able whereabouts of; the money. ‘It'
The Sultan has never left Constanti- I
such tragic circumstances 19 years ago, .
- a half- closed eye.
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GRABB..D BY A GORiLLA
A- Traveler“ 3 Thrilling Experience on the
Coast of Africa
, A Cincinnatian who has lately re-
turned from a tour of South and East”
Africa. told a reporter of a. thrilling en-
counter he had with a gorilla while in
that far of country. Said he:
“The evening train had arrived at
Lorenco Marques, Delagoa Bay, on
schedule time. But what a. night it
was; the rain came down as if the very
heavens were falling, the wind- blew a
terrific gale, and the darkness which-
overspread the whole scene was such as
I had'never witnessed before. It was,
however, a fitting night to the experi-
ence, which followed. Stepping from
what the Netherlands Railway Com-
pany term a first-class carriage, I ac-
costed a heavy sot individual on the
platform. ‘Can you tell me, sir, which
is the best hotel of this place?’ I asked.
, ‘.‘ Well, stranger,’ he remarked, ‘that
is hardly afuir question to ask me, as I
own both the hotels In this place.’ .
‘ I turned over my grip to him and
followed a crowd of Africans through
that tropical storm. Dinner was served
at the International Hotel, but my
permanent quarters were to be at the
Central, both of these being owned by
Jim Carpenter, the person I met at the
station. After dinner an employee of
the hotel asked me if I was ready to go
to the Central. I replied in the affirma-
tive.
the din of wind and'rain could be heard
his voice yelling ‘Sixpencel’
“My belief was that this individual
was singing out to some of the natives
that a Sixpence job was waiting for any
of them who would take me to the Cen-
tral Hotel, but it proved to be the pe-
culiar name of an East African negro.
‘Sixpence’ came with a ‘Yap, boas.’ It
seemed as he came that a section of
that black night was moving bodily
towards me. {The instruction was to
keep close to ‘Sixpence.’
"The route was through a large gar-
den. We had hardly entered the gar-
‘1
den inclosure when a terrific scream
was heard, and at the same time I was
struck on the head. In an instant I had
my revolver out, and fired at my un-
known assailant. My enemy grappled
with me, but before'losing my hold of
the revolver I managed to fire two more
shots. But it was an uneven fight. I
received another blow on the head, ren-
dering me unconscious. When I re-
gained consciousness, which was three
days later, I learned that -my firing of
the revolver had attracted the attention
of an American who was known at
Delegoa Bay as ‘Texas Wilson.’ He
told me that he ran out of his house
with his gun and lantern, and had
ear—dly gone 200 yards when he came
across a huge gorilla carrying me on his
back. The gorilla scowled at him, but
he was determined to try to rescue me
from that brute. After taking a care
ful aim he managed to shoot the ani-
mal without hitting me, and killed him.
Then he brought me to the hotel, where
I afterward was informed that a big
gorilla had been sent to Jim Carpenter
about three days previous. He had
been tied to a tree in the garden, but
somehow must have broken his chain.
—-Ciucinnati Enquirer.
It Was a Success.
About as neat a trick of the toilet as
I ever saw was performed by a beauti-
ful young woman one evening last week.
She suspected. that her nose was a lit-
tle shiny, and she succeeded in repow—‘
dering it in a rorm full of people,
and I doubt if any one but myself ob-
served it.
“Did you ever try the trick of reading
a person’s wishes?” she asked.
No one present ever had.
“Well, it is very simple. One person
sits blindfolded and keeps his mind
occupied with a wish for some partic-
ular thing. The rest of you join hands
and take hold of his hands, close your
eyes, and in two minutes you will
know his wish. Would you like to try
it?” .
She blindfolded one of the guests and
ordered him to wish, seating the others
around in a circle, instructed them to
close their eyes, and not dare to open
them until she gave permission, or the
experiment would be a failure.
I had no faith in the experiment,
and Strongly suspected that some trick
was contemplated, so I peeked through
The young woman
looked around to see that all had their
'eyes shut, then fished a little mirror
and; piece of Chamois skin out of her
pocket, and calmly patted and rubbed
her nose with it.
“There, now, you can open your eyes.
What did he wish?”
No one had the remotest idea.
‘ ‘Some of you forgot to keep your
minds on the subject,” she explained.
Still it was a success. —San Francisco
Post. i
A M’omans’ Courage.
I saw a woman do a courageous act
in San Rafael yesterday. Some little
children were playingball on the street
when a big black dog ran up and
sprang at a six-year old boy. He threw
up both hands and screamed. The
dog sprang toward him again, but did
not quite reach him. The little fellow
was paralyzed with fear and could do
nothing but scream as the dog made ,
repeated Springs at him. _
A woman on the opposite side of the
street saw the little f'ellow’s peril and
looked around £01 help. Then seizing
a large stene, she ran up and hurled it
at the brute. It turned tail and ran
down the street as fast as it could go
till it overtook the stone, picked it up,
trotted back, laid it at the woman’s
feet and stood wagging its tail for her
to throw it again.
The deg wanted to play ball, too —
San Francisco Post. ,
.é‘zNell—Chollie told me last night that
he thought my face would stop an angel
in its flight.
Belle—Don t you think you’d better
practice on a clock first. my (1933.. v,
i Philadelphia 3:9??qu g
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‘N t the Proverbial
He went to the door, and above _-
“A SAILOR’SSTORYJ‘
. sailor’s‘Yarn '
An Old Salt Speaks in
Norwalk.
The life of a sailor has many ups and.
downs. The hardships of the man who.
sails the briny deep are not appreciated
by the land lubbers who know not what
it is to struggle with the elements to
keep above water, it takes brawn and
muscle and'goocl const1tutious to stand
it. While men, even the hardiest, when
they return from nautical life find the
exposure has left them with a legacy
as a constant reminder of the past. And
often when a Jolly Jack Tar is relating ,
an experience, the back that has car-
ried him through it all is burdened with
a far heavier burden. Our representa-
tive had a pleasant chat the other day
with just such a man. A sailor for thirty
-. years.
‘Ihomas Coonev, by name, :1
Norwalk citizen, residing at No.73
Harbor avenue. He has also held the -
position of dockmaster for ten years,
and to add to the d1ificulties he has had
to contend with, he fell from a tree
when a boy, striking a ”fence. .This’ac-
cident left him with back trouble, and
the life on the water with its hardships
added their share until be hand back-
ache was more or less a steady thing,
coming on from time to time. Like
most people he did not understand that
it came from the kidneys, but reading
that Dean’s Kidney Pills cured back-
ache he got a box at Hale’ 3 drug store
and was surprised to find how quickly
they acted. ‘ “Why. " says Mr. Ooone‘y,
“they simply cured me, and you mav
be sure I have a good word for Doan’ s
Kidney P1lls, they have done such good
work for me. I shall be glad to tell
anyone about it who wishes to know.”
It’ s like a case of mistaken identity.
Mr- Cooney did real1ze that it was
kidney ache and that his kidneys were
injured, not his back. That exposure
had. simply increased the kidnev com-
plications. It’ 8 easy for Doan’ s Kidney
Pills to cure such cases. .
For sale by all deal 8, price 50 cents,
or mailed by Foster- ilburn 00.. Bufl'
alo, N. Y. ., sole agents for the United
States.
Itching Piles, nights horrid plague,
is instantly relieved and permanently
cured by Doan’ s Ointment. Your deal-
er ought to keep it. _ ,
QELS/o
CLWATERO 4’
5 A RATU GA
SARAT'OGA!
Genuine Saratoga Water in
block-tin lined barrels direct
from the celebrated Spring, is
for Sale on draught at Had-
~ ~den’s, comer Wall and River
Street.
THE WATER
Is brought direct from Sara-
toga, and is dispensed in pre-
cisely the same condition in
which it flows from the spring
at ' Saratoga, and is sold at
5 Gentsper Glass.
DRINK
HATHUHN
SPRING
WATER
FOR THE
Stomach,
Bo wels,
Liver and
Kidneys.
FOR SALE BY
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GREGQBY’S POIN i.
NOW UPEll FOR THE SEASON UP 1896.
Shore Dinners.
Rhoda Island clam 11111... 1
Belting. Boating. Hailing.
Electric can to Hotel, every twenty '
minutes . -
JOHN E. O’SULLIVAN,
mg;
Norwalk Chronicler