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MAGAZINE PPL EH NT. NEW YORK. SUNDAY. MARCH 10, 1 1902. 24 it THE MAN IN THE STREET.

1903, by Tus New Tobk Timbs COMFANT. PRINCE HENRY frequently surprised bis American companions on bis re-' cent tour by his knowledge of the Idioms and slang of our language. The climax was reached on Monday on the train returning from Philadelphia, where his Royal Highness had Inspected the magnificent. Russian battleship Ret-vlzan. The Prince suddenly leaned over to Admiral "Bob" Evans, and, with a merry twinkle In his eye, said: Admiral, this certainly is a most wonderful country where even the physical ailments of the people win a European's admiration." Evans, with a puzzled look, replied: hoy ynnr parflnn, hnt rinn't nulta catch your meaning." 1 "Why," the replied with a broad smUeA we Europeans would be only too glad to have American Cramps!" A young friend of the Rev.

Dr. Ezra 8. Tipple of this city, having been promised a very desirable feared his ability to fill It because of serious im- pediment In his speecch. II consulted the clergyman, who advised a visit to a physician noted for success In curing stammering. A call was made, and the young man discovered that the -terms asked were beyond his means.

Discour-' aged but not entirely despairing, he said: "C-c-c-can't l.y-you give me a p-p-p-partlal cure?" What ldo you "consider a partial cure?" the professor. W-w-w-hy," replied lis caller, "I shall c-c-c-consider you have p-p-p-per-1 ected a p-p-p-partlal" cure when you f-f ix me so that I can go to a f-f -florist's and Tg-g-get out -an order f-f -for c-c-c-chrysanthemuma b-b-before the f-f -flowers w-w-w-wllt" iCapt P. W. Dlcklns of. the United States-Navy, who has recently returned from the.

Orient, where he was la command of the cruiser Brooklyn, tells with much enjoyment of his visit to Westmln-. ster Abbey while In the British metropolis, on his way home. After a hurried Inspection of the Interior of the blstorlo structure, an attendant asked If there was any particular object of Interest which he could show:" There Is Just one thing more I would like to see," said the Captain, and that Is the bust of Charles Dickens. The fact is I am a sort of a namesake of his, only my branch of the family spells the name a little "Ah. Is that so?" replied the attend-, ant with Interest, Well, do you know Dickens has also Immortalised the name of my family? "Really?" said the "And what Is that name?" "Weller," was the reply.

The two men silently shook hands. A friend wrote to Mark Twain askm his opinion on a certain matter, and re- celved no reply. He waited a few days and wrote again." Ills second letter was also Ignored. Then he sent a third note, enclosing a sheet of paper and two-cent stamp. By return post he received a postcard, on which was the following: Paper and stamp received.

Please send envelope." 4tH-H- Brander Matthews received ticket for the first night, of Did ever an author bring oat a play' In New York without sending tickets to Prof. Mat thews? Contrary to his custom, Mr. Matthews made use of his passes on this occasion. He was down town; he wanted to see the play; the house was sold; so, why not? The next day his opinion was eagerly called for by one of his classes at Columbia. "Well, gentlemen." said the literary freethinker, the play was In four acts, and I was there as the of the au-thor.

After the first act the audience sat silent and I applauded. After the second act sat quiet while the audience hissed." The Professor took a long drawn and reminiscent pull at his cigarette, then J. held it at arm's length and flicked oft the ashes. "And the third act?" Well, gentlemen." and there was a gleam of satisfaction In the Professor's eye, after the third act I went out and bought standing room, and came back and hissed, too." While the urbane Col. Swords, for years Sergeant at Arms of the National Republican Committee, was waiting at the -White nouse a few days ago to hear the President tell him he was delighted" to.

see him. he suddenly was embraced by a' man with -what might be called an Uncle Sam countenance. Colonel." said the whlakerfled gentleman. Brother Jonathan," responded the Colonel. The two men snuggled up to each other like a pair of old cronies, and talked and laughed together for full ten minutes.

"Yes, Colonel, I ditched her all right," said the man yclept Brother Jonathan In the course ot the conversation, speaking so loudly, that everybody In the room beard him. "Who Is that man? a newspapea correspondent demanded of CoL Swords after Brother Jonathan had taken hls departure. Tom Carter of Montana." was the re ply, ex-Chairman of the Republican National "And what did he ditch? 4 The a a P. In 4 TV" It was at the unveiling of the war tablet given by the Commercial Club of St Paul to the steamship St Paul of the American Line of the International Navigation Company 'on Tuesday afternoon the speeches of Major Brooke, Capt United States Senator Clapp of Minnesota, and finally of Assistant Adjt Geo. Michael Sheridan were listened to with rapt attention.

It was after the tatter's speech that an enthusiastic and gushing young lady rushed up to Qen. Sheridan, and, effusively shaking his hand, said: "Oh, Qen. 8heridau, I am so glad to meet you. I have recited that story of your rtdo from Winchester more than a hundred times how could you have been so brave?" Senator Mason of Illinois, when last In New York, was asked if he thought that 8enator Morgan's reputation of being the longest-winded speaker In the United States Senate was founded on fact The IUlnoisan replied: I ara not certain that Senatorial courtesy will permit me to answer that question; and. being a candidate for re-election I will dodge It But this I will say: I once asked Senator Morgan how long he could talk on a subject he didn't know anything about, and he replied: 'If I didn't know anything at all about it I don't think I could talk more than three days about At the dinner given to Prince Henry by Mr.

and Mrs. Cornelius Vanderbllt Mr. Vanderbllt wore a dress suit which had gold buttons on the coat and waist coat Much comment Was caused thereby, and It was said that the young millionaire was attempting to set a new style for men's evening wear. The simple fact was that Mr. Vanderbllt's gold-buttoned dress suit was the regulation full dress uniform ot the New York Yacht Club, to whose house he, accompanied Prince Henry later that evening.

Senator Dolllver of Iowa tells this story on himself, which Is expected, to Illustrate the difficulty a man of small means finds In getting along at the National capital. As a Representative he found little trouble, but when he became Senator he found he had a much more pretentious title to support He was In vlted to social functions, where he found the requirements ot etiquette quite severe. On one occasion." says Senator Dolllver, "I was Invited to attend a social function given by a high official. went and had a most delightful time, concluding that Washington social life was not a thing to be In the least afraid of. This conclusion was reached, by the way; Just as I was taking leave of the host "A liveried servant approached me and asked if my carriage was waiting, and whether It was a single or double conveyance.

Out of consideration for a lean' pocketbook I had ordered a cab rather than a two-horse carriage. As I was taking leave of a few of my friends outside the door I had the pleasure of hearing the servant shouting to the carriage drivers: Senator DoUivers bne-hoss hack! Senator Dolllver's one-horse hack!" The man then came to me and, with his head high in the air, announced: Your hack's waltln'. Senator Dolllver." President Nicholas Murray -Butler the other evening had some friends to dinner, and the presence of his little eight-year-old son was hardly felt until he suddenly came out with the following Papa, when you get through being President of Columbia are you going to be Mayor?" Will 'McConnell, the theatrical agent, was among those who saw the first-night performance of Ben Hur during its recent run at the Illinois Theatre in Chicago. It seemed somewhat of a venture to revive the dramatisation of Lew Wallace's novel, which had been on the stage for numerous seasons, and during the first part of the performance In question It appeared that the audience was not taking over kindly to the Idea. But when the horses came on In the chariot.

race the appearance of things was changed. The audience grew more enthusiastic than a' Chicago audience is wont to do on" any 'occasion. The play was an evident Success, and the horses had made the bit of the evening. next day McConnell was walking along the street with the same friend who had been with him at the theatre the previous As they passed a cab horse McConnell took off his hat. What is that for? asked his friend.

"It's always wise to.be on the safe replied McConnell. may be working for him. next week." Apropos of a point he desired to make. Hamilton Mable told this story at the 'Aldlne Association the other evening of an 'old negro, who experienced religion, and of his master, whose conversation was punctuated with profanity. It was Just after the civil war.

The negro had been the Colonel's body servant as a slave, -and remained In that capacity even after receiving his freedom. 1 lie Joined the Presbyterian Look here, George," said the Colonel, "telme about this predestination and the elect You don't believe your old master Is doomed to hell, do you? Don't you think he will go to heaven with the elect?" i Respect and love for the old swearing master did not overcome the newly acquired religion, but there was and diplomacy In his answer. nevah beahed of nobody," replied George, who done got elected who wus not a At a luncheon given to WlUlam Archer, when that English dramatic crttlo was In thls'dtv. there were some Informal speeches, and In the course of on ot them somebody told a story at which every one present except Mr, Archer, roared. Mr.

Archer remained as Impassive as a statue and looked as dejected as a mute. v- Well," remarked his neighbor. I knew most Englishmen couldn't see the point ot a Joke, but I really thought you would be an exception." It's not that" said Mr. Archer. I'm a modest man, and don't believe In self-applause.

I started that Juke myself ten years ago." vmu Director W. M. R. French of the Art Institute of Chicago has been making a special effort lately to increase, the endowment of that Institution and to add to Ita equipment. There was a wealthy banker -rhwar he relied on to start his subscription list with from $1,000 to 145,000.

The slip 'twlxt the cup and Itn was unforeseen. Ja front of the Art Institute Is a modest tablet of bronze bearing the name of the Institution, the letters being of Intensely artlstlo and peculiarly Idiotic design which Ignores the existence of a ia the English language. So the "Institute" Is spelled in capitals with a pointed INSTITUTE." When Director French' approached the banker he received this answer: "I've no money to waste on a concern that spells Institute with a v'S An ambitious young actor, soliciting employment from Charles Frohman, dwelt upon his necessities: "I am Just able to pay for, my room and that is all." said the young man. "I have a hall room on the east side for I pay 73 ccbm per trecie." Mr. Frohman thoughtfully nodded his approval.

You can't get a nice room for much less," he said, i- I 44.V Baron Ludovlc Moncheur, the new Minuter from Belgium to the United EUtes, whne traveling through the West some time ago, fell Into conversation with a plainsman. The tiller bt the soli seemed to: take 'great 'pleasure 1a the conversation of the Baron, and finally asked: "What country do you' come from, stranger?" From' Belgtum," the Baron replied. Belgium. muttered the farmer, struggling with his rather vague geographical memory In a vain attemrt to assign Belgium to Its proper place on the map. Finally a great light struck ia on him, and he exclaimed: yes, now remember; that's where them Belgian bares.

come from!" A little man. apparently laboring under great excitement and whose pale faca and furtive glance bore evidence of a which had taken possession of him, appeared In the ante-room to District Attorney Jerome's office the other day and requested an audience with tha public prosecutor. After a few minutes wait he was ushered Into the presence, and opened the conversation by declaring In a shaky voice: "I am not John Doe, Slrl my name is William Sinclair Smith, have never committed any crime, and I do not sea how you could MssibIy suspect me." Mr. Jerome looked at the little man in blank astonishment and asked: "Has any one accused you of bclns John Doe?" The little man reached Into the Inner folds ot his coat and produced a pleco of paper, which he extended to the District Attorney with a trembling hand. Mr.

Jerome looked at the paper and saw that it was simply a witness subpoena filled out ia the name of John Doe. Then he-turned his back on his' visitor for a few moments, and his shoulders rose and fell. Then he explained the nature of the document to Mr. William Sinclair Smith, who-left the Criminal Court Building fairly dancing and humming a lively tune. People among whom It ts a settled tradition' that Secretary Hay ts unduly sensitive to criticism would be surprised If they cduld see some of the ornaments of his handsome house ta Washington.

On the walls of one of his rooms are handsomely framed two of the sharpest cartoons ever drawn of him. They ap-'peared In the newspapers during th campaign of 1000, and were as severe a pair of "roasts" on the Secretary a pencil and brain together could devise. But they had the saving grace of real humor, and that appealed to the Secretary. He sent to the artist tor the original drawings, had them framed, and they now look down from his walls to arouse the risible of his family and friends, 4- Medical men at the Academy of Medicine are repeating with unction a story attributed to Senator Hoar and tol.l at tho expense of a close friend of hi. and some hospital doctors of Washington.

The story goes that the friend wtt stricken 111, suddenly, a few days since and rushed oft to a private hospital. The case was hurriedly diagnosed as acute appendicitis, and Senator Hoar was no-.

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