THE SAINT PAUL DAILY GLOBE: SUNDAY MORNING, AUGUST 14, 7892. —SIXTEEN >AGJ«i MnSOME TURF PLUNGERSMen Who Wager Fortunes
on the Speed of aHorse.
How Pittsburgh Phil "Burnt Upthe Ring" on King
Cadmus.
In Sixty-Nine Seconds HeWon Seventy-Nine Thou-
sand Dollars.
Something About MichaelDwyer, Bob Aiken and
Other Big- Bettors.
Itwas down at Sheepshead Bay onebrilliant afternoon last September, saysa writer in the New i'ork World. TheSapphire stakes, the second race on theprogramme, was about to be run, andthe horses were galloping up the trackto where the starter stood waitingforthem, in the faraway gap in the woodsat the end of the Futurity course. Theysame singly and ingroups of twos andthrees, puffinglittle clouds of dust frombeneath tlieir feet like smoke from innumerable rifles.
M. F. DWTKB.
There were twelve of them altogetherand they were all so well matched andso evenly backed that the speculation inthe ringhad been more than unusuallylively. While the betting was at itsheitrht, a pale-faced. boyish-lookingyoung man slipped along from book-maker to bookmaker, wriggling throughthe crowd, creeping out the little alley-ways between the stands, and making adetour where lie could not pass throughthe masses of excited betters, but nevermissing a single bookmaker and neverfailing to repeat to each one the samequestion:
"How much do you want on KingCadmus?"
The young man carried a little notebook inhis hand and jotted down theirreplies init. Some of them would takeSIOO, some £200 and some a"s bieh asJSW). KingCadmus was qouted at 12 toIbymost of them. As he glided alo.igfrom box to box more than one book-maker looked after him and laughed. Itwas "only Pittsburg Phil backing thatdog of his."
Even the little bookmaker, "the pan-fish" of the rirg, to whom an offer of af."»o bet on a 12 tol shot wouldordinarilycause sudden and violentdeath, grabbedat his hundreds voraciously.
For hadn't King Cadmus run fourtimes before with Phil backing himevery time, and had he ever won? Thepan-fish chuckled gleefully.
The horses had already readied thestarter and had made several falsebreaks when Phil came out of the lineand stood beside the steps that lead upto the top of the long, Hat, shed-likestructure at the. end of the betting ringat Sheepshead bay.
He was talking ina quiet, easy way toan acquaintance; and but for a certainwhiteness around the lips and a littletremor of the hands as he look his fieldglasses from their case, a dozen menaround him appeared more interestedand excited than he.
Before he could properly adjust hisglasses, the littlered Hair, far away upbetween the green wall of trees,twinkled down, and the thousands inthe grand stand were crying: "They'reoft!""they're off!"
"Can you see me?" Phil asked of aman who was on the step above him,
pittsbtjbg fiiti,.
his glasses levelled at the approachinghorses.
••Yes. that's you on the outside," wasthe reply, adding a moment later, withthe directness of speech peculiar to therace track:
"You've gone to the whip; you ain'tin it."
Whipping, and the race hardly begun !Phil's hand's were shaking so that hecould hardly put his glasses up. Howcould anybody tell what was going onin that compact mass, shifting andtwisting and roiling on, a black heart inthe white dust cloud behind? At lastthe glasses were properly adjusted, andPhil- cried:
"Why, that's not me on the outside;I'm in there near the rail." His tonewas full of exultation. A moment laterhe shouted:
"Look at that bay! lie's pocketed."Then he added withalmost a groan:
"He never can get through."!No one was listening to him. Each
man was scanning the black mass forhis own particular horse. Inanothermoment Phil's friend yelled out joy-ously:
"Levy Wier walks in; they ain't noth-ing in itbut Lew Weir."
"Why don't that boy pull around onthe outside," cried Phil. "Now he'stnillingout. That right. He's clear of'em. Come on, come on!"
Phil's tone was quick and eager. Hisbody was moving in jerks, lie was rid-ing his horse just as much as the jock-ey out there on the track. And nowthe Held had left the Futurity courseaud was thundering by not a hundredfeet away. A flash of colors, a s.virl ofrushing horses, a whirlwind of dust andthey had passed. Lew Weir was out infront; two or three were at his heels,
nn<i well back in the ruck was KingCad muT.
Phil had dropped, his glasses to seethem go by, anq 'whe.n he looked againhe yelled out exultantly";
"Cadmus is catching 'em!""You won't be one, two, five!" yelled
the Lew Weir man.They were away down past the grand
stand now. AH that could be seen look-ing after them wa3 a bunch of horses,
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apparently side by* side, their necksstretched out. the jockeys whipping anddriving; and spurring;. And there in thevery center of the strujrtrlinu, fightingmass was Pittsbure Phils- horse, hishead rising and talfcng with the others.And so they passed the judges' stand,and the Lew Weir man turned to Pitts-burg Phil and remarked that it lookedlike Lew Weir. Some one else said itwas (ialindo, and a third man thoughtit was .Silver Fox.
Phil's face was as white as his shirt-front, and there was a tremor in hisvoice as he said:
"1think I'm one, two, sure."Wouldn't the judges ever put the
numbers up? The horses wtre comingback to the stand: the jockeys wereholding up their hands to get permis-sion to dismount. Still no numberswent up. Phil was looking at the boardthrough his field glasses, his lips twitch-ing.
At last the boy at the boarrt bent downto pick up the number of the winninghorse. How slow he was? At last thenumbers go slipping up the littlegroove, some people in the grandstandcheer, and the Lew Weir man, ina dis-gusted way, said:
"They give it to Cadmus."Then he turned to Phil, who wa3
nervously jamming his glasses back intotlieir box, his face beaded with uervoussweat
"Did you win to the race?""Yes," replied Phil, a tluillof exulta-
tion in his tone. "Yes, 1 burnt thering up."
And he did burn the ringup. Afterhe had paid all the expenses of the race,including a handsome present to Taral,
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who rode the horse, he won just $70,500.exclusive of the stake, which was worthan additional 82,050 to the winner.
He was just sixty-nine and two-fifthseconds winning it, and he earned everydollar of it.
Piltsburg Phil is one of the marvelsof the turf. Just how he came to becalled Pittsburg Phil, by the way. is amystery, as he does not come from Pitts-burg, but from Allegheny City, and hisname is not Phil, but George— GeorgeE. Smith. He is a marvel because heholds his own at the hardest gamblinggame in the world to beat, with no ap-parent percentage in his favor.
I/ikePittsburg Phil, Mr.Dwyer wouldmake the very poorest material for ahorrible example. He is as devoid ofvices as Dr. Parkhurst. He nevertouches strong diink, and the taste oftobacco is unknown to him. Hedoesn't gamble, except on horses, anduntil his wife died last year there wasno more devoted and attentive husbandinAmerica, lie spends his evenings athome with his family, and rises at day-break to attend to his horses. Person-ally he is a pleasant, agreeable man; inbusiness transactions he is shrewd andexacting, and those who have hadoccasion to know say that he is open-handed to a degree to those who aredeserving or to his friends.
The ablest of all the plungers is J. E.McDonald, a young man with a clearcut, colorless face, the jaws and chinwell denned, keen gray eyes, and astrong, firm mouth. Although he hasscarcely entered his thirties, he is re-garded as the leader of the ring, and hisadvice is sought by men who were rac-inghorses before ne was born.
Two years ago Mr. McDonald plannedand executed one of those coups whichEnglish turfmen say can onlybe accom-plished once in a lifetime. He bought amare called Daisy Woodiuff out West,trained her in secret and sprung her outhe public one day at Morris Park.
Nobody had ever heard of DaisyWoodruff. No one knew her owners orher trainer. There were sixteen horsesin the race, and the bookmakers openedthe betting by quoting 100 to 1 againstDaisy Woodruff. Then the money beganto pour in. odds were cut right and left,aud Daisy Woodruff, when she went tothe post, was the hot favorite. She ledfrom start to finish, and wonin a canterby half a dozen lengths. Atleast $125,---(W0 was taken out of the ringby thebackers of Daisy Woodruff.
Of all tho men who bet on horses Mr.McDonald is the most studious. Hedevotes as much time and thought to ahorse race as Mr. Choatc does to a lawcase or Dr. Hamilton to a diagnosis."
The night before the races are run hestudies the conditions of the race andthe previous running of the differenthorses as given in the World guide. Inaddition he keeps by his side the TurfGuide for several years back and theAmerican Stud book.
He rises at 4 o'clock in the morning,times the work of the horses himself,and when he mounts his box in theafternoon he has what he himself wouldcall "a shade" over his rivals in thering.
ihe same amount of intellect andenergy turned into any other channel oflife would make success, and McDonaldwould probably be a leading merchant,broker or speculator ifhe had adoptedanother business. But there is a fasci-nation about the race track as there isabout printer's ink or about life behindwhere the footlights glitter, and onea aturf bettor always v bettor—if themoney lasts.
Mr. McDonald keeps all his affairs tohimself, and no one knows his incomeV bis fortune. Lie ispopularly believed
to be worth a quarter of a million, liehas various interests outside of the racetrack, but the absorbing question ofpicking the one horse that can runfaster than the other horses, whichseemed so idle and foolish to the Persianking, employs most of his time.
Mr. McDonald's partner is MatlieCoi-bett, who has probably more friendso;i the Eagtern turf than any fiy.e menCliM racehorses. Corbett and McDonaldare inseparable. They bet together, eattogether, travel together and at a pinchwould unquestionably fUht together,and yet they are totally different intheir mental characteristics.
There are few better judges of horsesthan Mattie Corbett, and when he ad-vises a friend to put down a "good bet"the friend, if he is wise in Ins genera-tion, accepts the advice blindly.
No one knows how the firm of McDon-ald &Corbett has weathered the seasonthus far; but, ifgood sense, line judg-ment, the best of information and closeattention to business count for any-thing, they willunquestionably end theseason with a handsome balance ivtheirfavor.
Bob Aiken is a new man among theplungers. He has only been plunging ayear or two. He is a nervous-looking,muscular- young man, with the intenselook of the speculative American, andhe willbet on anything from the toss ofa coin to the turn of a card.
One day at Jerome Park last yearAikeu drove out in a cab and the drivergave him a check for identification.There were three numbers on the check,and Aiken, picking up the programme,marked olt" these three numbers. Thehorses won, and Aiken, who playedttiem, quit the day 55.000 winner.
He is regarded as the luckiest man inthe ring, and there are innumerablestories of how he has run "a shoestring"up to "big money."
Personally, he is a typical Americanbettor, long-limbed, intensely nervous,keen gray eyes, elongated slenderfeatures, quick of wit, and witha burn-ing, restless, unquenchable desire torisk all his own possessions to obtaineven a portion of some other man's.
The man to whom all the plungersturn when they want to make a bigbetin the ringis Orlando Jones. He acceptstheir bets, big or little, and stands towinor iose a fortune every day. Buthe "beta in his book," and very rarelyis his money seen floating about thering.
When Mr. Dwyer sends ina commis-sion of §25,000 on Kingston, Mr. Joneshas lirst chance at it, and he usuallysays "I'lltake it."
Jones won ?150,000 last season and hehas lost 8100,000 already this season.He is a hard worker, a close student ofhorses, and lie has an unusually valua-ble turf connection.
David Gideon and his partner, JohnDaly, are among the heaviest bettors inthe ring. Mr. (jidecn is not as impul-sive as Mr. Daly and he bets more care-fully.
"When Iput down a bet Ilike topickitup again," says Mr. Gideon, and heusually does pick itup. He is one ofthe best judges of form at the track,and his information is worth seeking.
Mr.Gideou and Mr.Daly quit last sea-son winners of at least $250,000. Theyhave a valuable stable of horses, includ-ing His Highness; and they have proba-bly won §100,000 this year.
STILLWATER NEWS.
Events of a Day in the City onthe St. Croix.
In accordance"
with a recommendationmade bythe secretary of state, several elec-tiondistricts inthis county willbe dividedinto two ormore precincts. The districts tobe divided, viz: Newport. South Stillwnter,Marine, the First and Second precincts ofthe Second ward and the First of the Third,have more than 400 voters, and in the opinionof Secretary Brown it would take too long tocount the ballots under the Australian sys-tem of voiing,and- each district should "nothave more than 200 voters. ; \u25a0
Muller Helief Corps No.S6, W. R. C, wasorgauized Friday evening at Grand Armyhall, with a membership of twenty-rive. Thefollowingoflicers were elected and installed:President. Airs. Jennie Varney; S. V., Mrs.Nellie Smith; J. V.,Mrs. Julia Mny; chap-lain. Mrs. Margaret Swausou; secretary, JiissStella Dore; treasurer, Mrs. Rebecca Car-michael;conductor, Mrs. Amelia ;guard,Mrs. Melissa Iloehue; A. C. Miss EllenBouiu; A.G., Mrs. Kate Secrest.
\u25a0In the proDale court yesterday the execu-tor of the estate of -Mrs. T.Boutwell, de-ceased, filed a report of the sale of real es-tate, which was" confirmed. J. K. Bentilmade application for letters of administra-tion of the estate of Christian Beutil, de-ceased, to t>e heard Sept. 12. In the matterof the estate of Albert William Zaspel andothers, minors-, an application was made byth.; guardian forlicense to sell real estate.
The Clyde cleared yesterday with a raft oflogs consigned to Taber &Co., Keokuk. andthe Burlington Lumber company, Burling-ton; the Cityof Winona departed with araftfor Yuumans Bros. & Hodgius. Winona; theBun Hersey took a barge load of lumber toMarine, aud the May Libby left for Hustingswith a half-raft of logs for R. C. Libby 6i Co.,Hastings.
The Baldwin-Melville combination closedits weeKs engagement at the Grand operahouse last evening in "Uncle Daniel." Thecompany has been greeted by large audi-ences each eveuiup, and the week has beonone of the most successful in tho history ofthe company. •
A civil case of A.W. Kearney vs. IsaacBernstein, an action for rent, has beeu ontrial in the municipal court before JudgeNethaway and a jury. • The juryreturned averdict for the plaintiff.
F. W. Temple, of the board of prison man-agers, was in the city yesterday on his returnfrom a trip to Devil's Lake", where he dis-posed ofconsiderable prison-made twine.
The residence of John Larson on WestHickory street was destroyed by fireearlyyesterday morning. The damage willumoun'tto about §500.
Misses Avadanna Bnd Leola Millett, whohave been visiting relatives in Seattle, Wash.,are expected home the latter part of thismonth.
Mrs. G.N. Culver, of Mexico, was a guestof Mrs. W. 11. Came during the week. Shewns accompanied by her two children.
Miss Lizzie Fohey, of Milwaukee, is spend-ingft few weeks with her sifter, Miss NellieFohey, assistant clerk atXhe prisou.> Henry Blunt and Miss Louisa Triebel, ofPeoria, 111., were guests ofMr. and Mrs. AG. Triebel duringthe week.
The Picketts and Wilmots, of St. Paul, willplay the second of a series of games at theball park inthis city today.
Mrs. E. G. iloliaiid and son, of Delevau,Wis., were guests of Stillwater friends thefirst part of the week.
Wesley Northey and family left MondayforCleveland, 0., where they willreside inthe future.
Otto Assman and family,of Altod, 111.,spent the week with Mr. and Mrs.F. EWeber.
Miss Mary Wilson, of Faribault, who hasbeeu visitingMiss Grace Jenks, has returnedhome.
Miss LizzieMcCormick, of West Superior,was a guest ofMiss MollieMoffattduring theweek.
Walter Merrill, of Dcs Moines, 10.. was aguest of Dr.and Mrs. B. J. Merrill the pastweek.
Miss Clara Holt, of Minneapols, was aguest of Miss Edith Brown dtitiug the week.
D. W. Vanderhoof left last evening forClittonSprings, N. V., on a two weeks' Visit.
Rev. D. G. Stoffer. of Peoria, 111., willpreach at the First Methodist church today.
John A. Carlson left last evenlns for St.Louis, where he willreside permanently.
The Misses Proctor, of Minneapolis, areguests of Mr.and Mrs. L.C. Proctor.
Mr.and Mrs. Frank Juad bavo returnedfrom an outingat Chisago lakes.
Mrs. Harry B. Capron returned Fridayfrom a trip to Mackinac island.
Mi&s Edith Hope, of St. Paul, was a guestofMiss Eva Hall last week.
Miss Jennie Wade, of Springfield, is a guestof Stillwater friends.
Mr.and Mrs. James W. Foley have re-turned fromMaine.
John Per Lee left Thursday evening forCharleston, S. C.
R. J. Wheeler left Thursday evening on atripto St. Louis.
W. P. Browa spent a few days at Duluthduring the week.Miss Trego. ofChicago, is a guest of MissCathryn Nelson.Mr. J. Towey. ofDubuque, was in the city
duringthe wees. 'Jdiss Adelle Davis is visiting at Anoka.
A New Kind of Diamond.James S. Kirk &Co., ofChicago.hnve
put upou the market lately, as a resultof their half-century's experience, theirDusky Diamond Sbap, a soap adaptedto all household uses. By a happy butpeculiar combination they are enabledto use tar In this soap, and there is uoone that needs to be told that tar is rec-ognized as the greatest of the healingagents, it also is recognized for itssofteniug qnalities.and any one troubledwith, hard hands, cracked hands, sorehands, will become enthusiastic overthe "Dusky Diamond" Soap after onceusing it. Tour grocer keeps it.
allquarters offers were sent from friendswho were desirous of taking part in thetestimonial benefit. It may be trulysaid of Mr. Bixby that one is better offfor having met him, for he combines thecourtesy of a Chesterfield and the goodfellowship of a Brummel, and has thehappy manner of making friends every-where. For these traits of character-and for the unselfish manner in whichhe has given his services for the bene-fitentertainments of various associa-tions in ttie city, the benefit is tenderedhim, and that it willbe an artistic andfinancial success is a foregone conclu-sion. The use of the theater has beeh-given by Manager Litt.and the em-ployes of the liouse have also donatedtheir services as a mark of their re.-?spect for the manager. The Twin.City lodges of the order of Elks willsend all of their members to be presentat the benefit and do honor to their es-teemed brother. The press club willalso send a delegation of members inrecognition of the valuable' servicesrendered the clubby the manager atthe annual benefit given in its behalf. •
The members of the Litt stock companyhave remained over speciajly to takepart in the entertainment, and many ofthe artists have come from Chicago andNew Yorkjust to give the affair a "goodsend off." The following is a full listof the attractions to be presented at tliebeue'iit.
First Part.By the Minstrel club ofSt. Paul:Bones— Eugene Melady, Franklyn W. Lee,
John Stark.Tnmbos— Al Flournoy, Harry O'Gorman,
Johu P. Moore.Conversationalist— M.J. Donnelly.Gentlemen of C'oior—F. cj.Swasev, A. P •
Qucsnel. .George Collins, George Freeman.Lou Lelaney, Thomas Connors, George Shee-han, George Fetsch, Adolph Giesen J.Kemp.Joe Prendergast, A. J. Schmitz. Martin :Giesen, W. Allen, James Grathwol, J. W 'Silk.
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Assisted by the TwinCity Banjo, Mandolin \u25a0\u25a0and Guitar club—F. Swanson. D.Hrose. G.Robinson, W. Isbel, V. iteiliy,A. Robinson,E.Henry. S. Lachapelle, T. Snyder, "H Aid-rich, li.H.ury. C.Hatry, C. Roberts. •
"TIIEGARDEN rAHTT." rv- \u25a0'Introduction— -near Dem Hells"'.. Company
Arrivnlof llis Jesters,
Messrs. Melady. O'Gorman, Lee, Stark, Moore\u0084,. . and Flournoy.Knights of the Mystic Star"—Harri-•Ti iFall
I"•••,; company and EndsTinker s Song"—From Robin Hood—
"Bogie Man"-"Sinbad"- <***»»*11T. n \u0084
- ,George Fetsch and CompauyThe Prodigal Son" (that never came,,
T. ack).. ..Harry O'GormanThe Armorer's Song"— Kobia Hood—
\u0084_ \u0084 A.J.Schmitz'Oolden Bells" ,j.B. Starkiieilouiu sLove Son*" Thomas Connors•Moments When We Want to Be
\u0084. Alone." AlFlournoy.^ongs of Other Day5"....;.. .. c. S. IlatcuThe Farce Comedy" .(Original)
—... "S
_Frankliu \V. Lee
"And lie Didn't Split tne Wood"—. . , Evoone MeladyArtistic Banjo Song and Dance. .John„_. .r
'
F. SherryThe Voice of Angel Mother:'—
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v" '-' A.P. Quesnel£panish March— "Ro:mauia" Koniero
T win City Banjo. Mandolin and Guitar Club,concluding withthe mystifying finale—
'\u25a0The Telephone Exchange"'3; :, Second Part.Soprano Solo— "O, LovingHeart, TrustM. \u25a0 On".. UottschalkMiss Bertha Harmon, of Minneapolis (late of
Francis Wilson Company).Monologue—Entitled "By special Request"Miss Nettie Bourne, of Minneapolis (late of
E. H. Sothern Company).Tenor Solo—"Sound an Alarm"—,-. From Judas Maccabaeus
llliam Courtney, of New York.Gypsy Dance (recently rendered so success-fullyat -The Gathering of the Clans")—Misses Lucie Watterson. llattie Walterson,Sadie Adamson, Ena Adamson, NellieMorrison. Marie Pederson, Eva Morrisonand Mamie Diuon.- •
Baritone Solo— nchored" WatsonThomas Taylor Drill,of Minneapolis.
Imitation ofAdeline Patti F. J. HammilMale Duet—'The Moon Haih Raised Her
Lamp Above" . Benedict\\illiam Courtney. Tenor: Thomas Taylor
Drill.Baritone.Frederick LBancroft in the following feats
of legerdemain and sleght-of-band. "TheFairy Star;" "The Magic Orange;" "Illu-sion Diable;" "Several Surprises;" "MagicMoney;"' "Finale Fantastlque."
Third Part.•"THE ROUGH DIAMOND"
—A FARCE.
WHh the cast made up from Jacob Litt'splayers, as follows:Cousin Joe .......George R.EdesonSir William Evergreen W. R. WaltersCapt. Blenheim Joseph ZahnerLord I'lato T.H. TaylorMargery Miss Julia ArthurLady Plato.. Miss Keletteßeed
JOE ARTHUR.
An Interesting Chat About theAuthor of "Blue Jeans."
Joseph Arthur, whose play "BlueJeans" has brought him deserved fameand fortune, is at the Ryan hotel. "Mr.Arthur,like all successful men, has hada varied experience. The son of a min-ister, he early in lifebecame connectedwith journalism in Indianapolis, hisnative city. From this he graduatedinto the amusement business. Said agentleman who has known Mr. Arthurfor years, both in adversity and pros-perity: "Joe is the same jolly,hard-working, genial fellow before and sincehis successful 'Still Alarm' and moresuccessful 'Blue Jeans' brought himfame and fortune that he was in the olddays when he chased the fleeting itemsfor an Indianapolis newspaper and wasmaking his maiden effort at playwnt-ing."
"We wellremember Joe's first play,it was a blood and thunder borderdrama of the most crimson persua-sion."
"Itwas produced at an Indianapolistheater about twenty years ago, withacast composed of such professionals asthe town could muster in the summerseason, assisted by aspiring amateurs.The gory story was called 'Colorado,'and was suposed to depict lifein themining camps of the young 'SiiverState' as itexisted at an early day. Thecurtain rose at 8:15 p. in. The killingbegan at 8:20 p. in. and coutinued un-til the last armed scout, cowboy, In-dian, bull-whacker, road ageut andhonest miner expired.
"The principal item of expense inthis grand realistic production wasperishable props in the way of blankcartridges.
"Mr.Arthur had the same mania forrealistic production that has sincebrought him favor with a lire enginein 'Still Alarm,' and a saw-mill in 'BlueJeans.'
"As years grew apace and silver be-gan to intrude among the gold of Joe'ssunny hair, and both colors had evacu-ated the crown, after he had createdborder characters and high kickingagilefarce comedy characters with but in-different success, he hit the capriciouspublic hard witha strong melodrama.A ival lire engine in full llightgoing toa lire—a familiar scene In large cities,with its never-tailing excitement— wasput upon the stage for the first time,and was instantly successful, so muchso that at once the horde of hungry un-scrupulous, piratical imitators, whohanglike barnacles to the theatrical profes-sion, copied this lire engine scene, andnow half a dozen bad plays are depend-ingon this successful feature Mr. Ar-thur introduced into the 'Still Alarm,'and by its help are managing to keepbefore the public.
But it was when Arthur's fertilebrain and graphic pen placed behind thefootlights the people he had known inhis boyhood days that great successcame to him. The homely, innocent,honest characters were placed in theglare of the footlights, amid canvascorn fields and wheat patches. Forthree years the constant crop of dollarsof the public into the box office of everyfirst-class theater in America has attest-ed the appreciation of Mr. Arthur's oldneighbors, as he has introduced them in"Blue Jeans."
Mr. Arthur is a happy, prosperousman, and willbe so long as he can pro-duce such care dispensers vs "BlueJeans."
INWORLD'S PAIR YEAR.
A Retrospective View ofthe Con-dition ol' the American Stage.
This is World's Fair year, and we arerecollecting all the extraordinary thingsthat have happened in all branches ofscience, art and commercial pursuitssince Oct. 12, 14'J2,« when Columbuslanded on San Salvador. Four hundredyears ago Wednesday, Aug. 3, 14H2.Columbus and his expedition set sailfrom Palos, going west to find India,that treasures might be secured toequipanother crusade against the Moslem.While every one is pointing glasses andtelescopes towards lazy, sunny oldSpain with the hope of discoveringsomething new regarding ChristopherColumbus and his exploits, letthose who can be interessed inwatching the ductuatiuz conditionof the theater also turn their glassesback and follow on the chart ofsay onlythe past 100 years, in America alone, thecourse of public opinion regarding playsand players. Emerging by slow andgradual steps from the darkest cavernsof bigotry, the. stage of today exempli-fies inour world's fair year its influenceover the public mind perhaps morethan any other one institution, unless,perhaps, it be the newspaper. Whatan astounding thing it would appear toour good old Revolutionary fathers topick up a paper of today and read anaccount of Joseph Jefferson and GroverCleveland out fishing together at Buz-zard's Bay. They would hold up theirhands in horror and bemoan the de-plorable condition of things when anactor, a common player, a performerbehind the footlights, could be allowedtoeven si inthe presence of|an ex-presi-dent of these glorious United States thatthey fought so hard, and sacrificed somuch for, just a little over a hundredyears ago. About the time that the Eng-lish stage was at the height of its glory,about the time that Garrick was arr.az-ingthe public with his genius, CharlesMackin was creating the part of Shy-lock as it is played today, Foote wasconvulsing audiences vrith his mimicryand Peg Waftington's sun was begin-ning to cast its evening shadows acrossthe English stage that it had once illu-minated so brightly, bigotry against thestage and its pla\ers in America waspronounced. About this time an actornamed Thomas Keene, assisted by an-other named Murray and some ama-teurs, gave a performance of Otway's"Orphans" in a coffee house in Boston.This shocking exhibition of giving aplay on a stage rigut out ia public led
the great and general court of Massa-chusetts to pass "An act to preventStage plajra juid other theatrical enter-tainments."
While sitting a few weeks ago, chat-ting with Minnesota's own delightfulperformer, Sol Smith Kussell, at hisbeautiful home on First avenue south,Minneapolis, Icould not help but noticethe contrast ot the surroundings be-tween the Sol (Smith Kussell of ourworld's fair year and that of his splen-did uncle, "Sol Smith," who was oneof the most amusing of the broad classof comedians, and in many ways an oddand entertaining character. He beganhis career as an actor in 18U>. and atvarious times he was a clerk, a singingmaster, an editor, a law student, a poli-tician, an actor aud a manager. Speak-ingof the bitrotry existing against act-ors in those days, Sol Smith, in his de-lightful reminiscences, tells of one townwhere he caused a negro boy to be ar-rested on the charge of having stolenhis watch. In givinghis testimony Solremarked that he was at the time of thetheft officiating as high priest of thesun.
"How's this? How's this?" interrupt-ed the country jusiice, "High priest ofthe sun? Pray, where did all this hap-pen?"
"Atthe theater, sir. Iwas officiatingas high priest, and as—"
"Atthe theater?" screamed the jus-tice. "Served you right, then, servedyou right. Boy, you may go. 1dismissthe case."
Another incident iv the life of one ofthe first of American actors. A Mr.Henry was, through lameness, obligedto go to the theater in a coach, and toprevent public outcry at the enormityof an actor keeping a coach, he hit uponthe devise of painting on the door, inthe manner of a coat-of-arms, twocrutches crossed with the motto, "Thisor these." Not more than two monthsago there appeared in St. Taul and Min-neapolis in tne cast of "Mr.Wilkinson's
-Widows'' an actor named Holland,whose father's funeral and the bigotryof a certain liev. Mr. Sabine were thedirect cause of the erection of that littleplace of worship in New York dear tothe heart of all stage players, known as"The Little Church Around the Cor-ner." At the death of the veneratedactor, George Holland, in 1870, Rev.tiabine refused to open his church forthe funeral of the actor, and this lead tothe building of the church from whichso many actors and actresses of iateyears have had the last sad respectspaid them by hundreds of sorrowingfriends.
lv1832 a Harrisburg clergyman, whoread the burial service over the remainsof Joseph Jefferson, the great comedianof that period, and as illustrious and be-loved as his beloved descendent andname-sake, altered the text of the serv-ice so as to say "this man" instead of"our deceased brother" in the sentencewhich commits the body to the ground.
These signs and many like them in-dicated the ancient spirit of comingledbigotry towards the theater, but is al-most an unknown quality in thisworld's fair year. The hundreds ofColumbian astronomers are searchingthe horizon of history with theirglasses, in their attempts to discoversomething more incidental to the lifeofthe great navagator whereby he hasbenefited the American people,'the worldgenerally and for which they are to bethankful for. The astronomer whostudies the stars and satellites of thetheatrical firmament, their conditionsand changes since the first theater waserected on this hemisphere which Co-lumbus first told the world about, alsoin this world's fair year has manythings to be thankful for. One is thebetterment of the actor's condition,both morally and financially, and theexpulsion, let us hope forever, of big-otry against the stage and its perform-ers. In this year the public mournsthe loss of a great actor as much as theydo a great statesman. No church shutsits doors to prevent poor "Billy"Flor-ence from having a most respectfulfuneral, but, on the contrary, hun-dreds of the most eminent minds,poets, painters, men of letters,scientists, senators and the representa-tive men of our nation and the repre-sentative men of other nations sent tothe bereaved widow letters and tele-grams of condolence and sympathy..Bigotry rides on its raids no moreagainst the player. During the week ofthe Democratic convention in ChicagoGrover Cleveland was the most prom-inent tisure inall our 04,000,000 of pop-ulation. During that time his closestand perhaps most beloved companionamong his friends was an actor. Thinkof it! What a change.
For this change both the players andthe people should be thankful. In thisyear, ifone willpause to listen, he mayhear coming from the ranks of thoseenlisted in the theatrical enterprises,the hum of industry, the fine poeticmurmur of reverence and aspirationcoming from these theater folks. Letthem give thanks— they have eoodcause to in tins world's fair year.
CfTARI.KfIA.STOR PAKKER.
WILL MISS BLAIKIE.
Musical Circles Regret His De-parture to Minneapolis.
The announcement, made in theGlobe a week ago, that James D.Blaikie had accepted a call to (Jeth-setnane church, Minneapolis, has causedwide-spread regret in local;musical cir-cles. For upwards of five years Mr.Blaikie has labored in this city to en-courage a popular taste for high-ctassmusic, and he has been the prime moverin introducing vested chosrs into ourEpiscopal churches. His choir atChrist church is,undoubtedly, the finestin the Northwest, and there "are only afew iiithe Eastern cities that can com-pare with it. The vacancy in our midstisnot easily filled, as Mr. Blaikie is notonly a talented and thorough musicalartist, but his manners are pleasing andgentlemanly, securing him a wide circleof friends and making him a popularand useful citizen.
J. Lewis Browne, the well known or-ganist, has been requested to fillMr.Blaikie's position at Christ church.
IN THE WINGS.
"TheDazzler" will opeu a weefc's engage-ment at tbe Metropolitan next Sunday even-ing.
"The Stowaway" \u25a0will open the regular sea-son at the Grand Sunday evening next. Theengagement is for four nights.
The Olympicis tobe opened Sunday after-noon, the 21st iii.-t.. under the managementof Harry Montague. The new managementpromises a high-class entertainment, and amost diversified programme has been ar-ranged for the opening week. Harry Mon-tague has surrounded himself with a num-ber of able and successful vaudeville artists,and declares everything willbe done to makethe Olympic the popular amusement housein the city. _
Ris Name Was AllRight.Detroit Free Press.
A young fellow six feet tall andweighing 200 pounds not lonsr ago ap-plied to a Detroit merchant for a posi-tion Inhis store.
"What's your name?" inquired themerchant.
"LittleDickey Robinson," replied theyoung man promptly.
"\Vhat?" exclaimed the merchant inastonishment as lie surveyed his pro-portions.
"LittleDickey Robinson," was thereply, this time several tones louder.
Itmade the merchant haif angry."What in thunder does a great big
fellow like you mean by giving such aname as that?" he asked indignantly."Havn't you cot loose from your moth-ers apron string yet?"
The young fellow's temper was ad-mirable, and he was after a job, be-sides."Igive such a name as that," he said,
"because that is my name, and ifyou'vegot a man in tuis house that thinks hecan lick me, or dares to make fun ofthat name, trot him out."
The merchant began to smooth himdown and asked for an explanation.
"It's this way," he said, quite good-naturedly, "my mother's maiden namewas Little, my father' name was Robin-son and and his mother's maiden namewas Dickey. They wanted me to havethe family names, and so I'm LittleDickey Robinson."
Tin/ explanation was eminently satis-factory; so was the young man, ami he'sgoing to work soou.
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TRAININGPIGS TO RACE.
A New Pastime on the Race Trackin California.
San Francisco News-Letter.Ever since Ilealy's pig Casey covered
himself withglory and renown by light-ing the rattlesnake Mars, Michehfelderhas been thinking of raising a breed ofathletic porkers, wbosfi feats of agilityand skill would be told and retold fromt!»"rising to the setting of the sun.
W tli this object In view he has beenscouring the country far and wide andadvertising in a most extensive mannerfor hardy hogs, whose anatomy shouldcontain a highpercentage of muscle andsinew and be practically devoid of fat.
He has now secured a choice litter,which promises well to come up to therequired standard, and every inornincr,with the regularity of a irood race hors«breeder, he takes the little chaps out totrain.
He begins in the early dawn by giv-ing them a stiff walk up to the reservoirand back, and whenever one of theyoungsters gets to fresh or sulks on theway he puts his little curly tail inclothespins; and ifthere is any punish-ment that is more morally degradingand hurtful to the amour propre of asmall pig than another, it is having thespring taken out of his curly tail byhaving the said tail weighted down \ byclothespins.
After their walk he takes them bacKto their yard and gives them a coldshower bath with a garden hose. Thenthey get a lightbreakfast of weak swill,after which they are given a half-hour'srest for the purpose of facilitating diges-tion.
At 7:30 the speed trials begin, and asMichenfelder himself has too much bus-iness toattend to to personally superin-tend the matter, he has hit upon an in-genious labor-saving device whereby hscan make those pigs run like, wildfirewithout exerting himself at all.
lie just strolls down town witha pieceof liver in his hand, and coaxes upllealy's dog Jack aim Black Peter fromthe Pioneer, as well as Neff's Cy andPearce's three dogs and halt a dozenstray canines that have nothing in par-ticular tooccupy their attention. Theseho "sicks" on the porkers.and when thedogs are "sicked" it is a comfort towatch the pigs run.'
The "sicking" process lasts fromtwenty to thirty-five minutes, by whichtime the athletes are swimming in theirown perspiration, and the dots are be-ginning to be fageed out. They an1 per-mitted to rest until noon, at which hourMichenfelder rounds up a few moredogs and gives his pets more exercise.
By this process he has reduced hisherd to the narrow dimensions of fencerails, but he has endowed them with aspeed heretofore unknown amongporkers.
llealy has another string out of theold Casey stock training in Oakland,and Kofoed and Hanson are also startingspeeding styes.
There willbe at least four good styesof racing pigs owned in this city beforethe fall, when it is proposed that a pigrace track be opened here and pursesput up by an association for the en-couragement of the sport.Itis more than likelythat sports in
Colma, Kedwood, San Mateo and ad-joining districts will follow Michen-felder's example and raise other stringsof racers.
If so. the fall meeting of the PigRacing association will assuredly bd abig success, and the popularity of thesport willsoon become wide-spread.
One thine: in favor of the new pastimeis its moderate expense when comparedwith horse-racing orcoursing with gray-hounds.
Pigs are cheap and easily handled,and itcosts less per annum to maintaina first-class sty of crack running pigsthan itdoes to train the smallest stringof third-rate plugs that ever appearedat a country fair horse" race.
She Waits for Her Daughter.New Yort Commercial-
"How late do you stay out?" asked areporter of an old and crippled womanwho grinds a small and wheezy hand-organ nightly on Third avenue, some-times on one corner and sometimes ouanother, above Fifty-ninth street.
"About an hour longer," she repliedina voice even more wheezy than theorgan. It was after midnight then;the moon shone brightly and the airwas close after the heat of the day.
"Go home now and I'llgive you aquarter." urged the reporter."Ican't—l'm lame," she replied, "and
must wait for my daughter."Itwas evident that the poor creature
was only too willingto start homeward,so the reporter and a companion pickedthe organ up and supported the oldwoman home. On the doorstep lay thefigure of a woman. She was the daugh-ter and intoxicated.
- *-:2. "Oh, sometimes she forgets me." ex-plained the old woman, "and I'm outall night, but it does not happen veryoften." .
The Fascination Passed.Springlield Graphic.
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FOR THE LOCAL STAGEThe Regular Season at the
Metropolitan Opens To-day.
"Blue Jeans" WillBe Given aFirst-Class Representa-
tion.
Manager Bixby's Ben eflt Un-derscored for Tomorrow
Night at the Grand.
ARetrospective View of Play-ers Within the Past
Century.
The summer season at the Metropolitanand Grand close with yesterday. TheWinston Opera company, from an artis-tic point of view, has been a decidedsuccess, but financially, the least saidthe better. The organization was sadlylet down by the male members, who, toput itmildly, were not in it. Itwouldbe difficult to imagine what sort of aperformance the company would havegiven but for the effective work of MissWinston and Miss Johnson. The pat-ronage extended the company was, un-doubtedly, due to these artists, and thefeature of each opera produced wastheir singing. Both made a decided hit.The chorus of the company was fairlystrong, but the experience ofthe AVinston company has demon-strated that, even with cheapprices, the theater-going publicdo not care to be tortured ont of theirseats by a few would-be witty men.whose attempts to render popular songswere dismal, flat failures. The Winstoncompany goes from here to Denver,where they fill a six weeks' engage-ment. The stock company at the Grandwas more successful, the managementhitting the popular taste by the produc-tion of old, standard plays. The com-pany, dramatically, was exceptionallystrong, and the successful productionof two new plays, "ANutmeg Match"and "InOld Kentucky" was one of thestrong features ot the season. Thefinancial results have been so gratifyingthat Mr. Littproposes to have the sum-mer season next year extended by twoor three weeks, and, in all probability,the company willue seen at the Grandevery week, instead of each alternateweek.
The regular season of 1893-93 will boopened this evening at the Metropoli-tan. The Grand will remain closeduntil next Sunday evening.
"BLUISJEANS"
Will Open the Regular Season atthe Metropolitan Tonight.
Tonight the Metropolitan patrons willhave an opportunity of witnessing oneof the greatest dramatic successes thatthe American stage has ever known. In"Blue Jeans" Joseph Arthur wrote agreat play, and from the time the cur-tain went up on the first act on theopening night it has been amply demon-strated by the crowds that have wit-nessed it everywhere. ilßlue Jeans" isan absorbing retlex of lifein the Iloosierstate. The play possesses a world ofrealism, one feature of which, the sawmillepisode, is the most strikingly sen-sational bit of realistic innovation be-stowed on a stage production. TerryBascotn, the hero of the play, hasbeen struck senseless by a vindictiverival in the former's saw millin RisingSun, Ind. His body is placed upon aplank that is being fed to a trio of huge,revolving steel saws. The lons teeth ofmetal hew their way through the wood,the sawdust is thrown up in showers,and every breath draws Bascotn nearerand nearer horribre destruction. Ofcourse he is rescued at the last instant,but the sensation of danger is not less-ened a tithe. Itis a great materialisticstage achievement, but, despite its real-ism, it is a question whether itis essen-tial to the play's success. "Blue Jeans"need not, however, depend upon anymechanism for public favor. The com-pany is a large one for a dramatic or-ganization, containing twenty-eightpeople, but Messrs. Kosenquest andArthur never do anything by halves,for besides the regular acting company,the carpenters, machinists and engin-eers, there is a quaint country baud anda sweet-voiced quartette, which provevery strong features and add greatly tothe evening's amusement.
liI.VUVsBENEFIT.
A Great Programme to be Pre-sented Tomorrow Evening.
Tomorrow evening willbe a red letterevent in the history of the Grand operahouse, when the testimonial benelit ofManager Frank Bixby takes place. Theaffair will, without doubt, be one of thebest ever given in the city, and the pro-gramme to he. presented is a notable
one. Ihe commit-tee having the ben-efitin charge wereplaced ina peculiarposition, in thattwice as many of-fers were receivedfrom professionaland amateur talentthan could possiblybe utilized at theentertainment. Thefriends of the bene-ficiary are legion,and can be foundinevery part of thecountry, and from
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