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Show miMWorld y MASON DIXON. ' NBA Service Writer. NK1V ORf.KA.Nfl. Aug. IS Mark down one mora financial disaster to John Barleycorn. Kor "Walla Walla Joe," charmer of venomoua aerpents, la out ofa Job. although It cannot b aald he la out of work. Warden Archie Rennyenn of the Parish prlemi la finding something for him to do while he la a gueet at tha city baa-Hie baa-Hie paying tha penalty for overindulgence overindul-gence In the vlntnae that cornea up from tha sea In ahlps. "Woiia Walla Joe" waa doing considerable con-siderable bualneaa aa tha feature at-tiactlon at-tiactlon at a amall carnival company ne:.r the outektrta of the city. by. ap- S earing In a canvae pit wherein were nmiclled numerous and aundry rat-tlesnakee. rat-tlesnakee. coltonraoutha, moccaatne and othera of the family whoae elo-u.nca elo-u.nca appealed ao atrongly to Mothor Ere. Among tha rattlers were several sev-eral of a pugnacious nature that frequently fre-quently struck viciously st Joe's right leg end nary a wince distorted the chcrmer's features when ths fang hit th mark. Now everyone In Louisiana happens hap-pens to be perfectly well aware of the dangers attendant upon an encounter en-counter with a rattler or a cotton-mouth. cotton-mouth. But there you were. The rattieanake had etruck tha perform-er'a perform-er'a right trousers leg until ft looked like It had done arduoue duty a a pin cushion. Captain Hennyson happened to hear of "Walla Walla Joe's" msrvslous powers and hs too witnessed ths p '--fnrmsnce without being able to a,Hve the myatery. Two daya later, however, how-ever, a prteoner whose face looked atrangely familiar arrived from police court. Aa he waa going up the Iron ststrcsse to one of the cell blocks his foot slipped. There wss a crash and a curse and when the fallen man waa picked ut, a large apllnter waa ticking throush tha lower part of hla right tro-t,t' leg Then the mystery wss esplslned. The prisoner waa Joe and hla right leg waa wooden Another historic tres hs fetlen before be-fore the woodsman's remorseless ss. Kvsn though It wss of papier nuu-ne construction. It waa fully aa well known aa "suicide oak-' and 'th duelling oaka" and other favorllea of tha aouvenlr postcard fan who vl'lt New Orleans. . In yesrs past O. Henry often stood beneath Ita well painted branches and had on aeveral occaalona remarked that aoma time he waa going to weave that tree Into one of hla Immortal stories. The tree In question hsd grown to sll appearancea -Isht through the floor of a well known St Charlea street cafe. noma ten feet from the floor. In a fork of the .branches, waa a tab.e. arranged for any proapectlve diners who might cars to hsve their meals served st that lofty height resched by mesne of a staircase. For years the table haa been neatly spresd with linen and graced with the beat r.ilvr In the place, but It haa been many moons elnce the perch haa lured a alngle diner It waa not that way In the pre-Volatead daya. Oathered about a table at en of New fwleana' famous Frsnch reentrants reentr-ants ths other dsy were former governor gov-ernor John K. Tener of Pennsylvsnla. Mayor Fred Harper of Lynchburg. Vs.: Colonel John P. Sulllvsn. lesder of ths domlnsnt Democrstlo faction In Louisiana: Bruce Campbell of Kit Scr J.oula 111., prcaldent of the atate Bar asaoclstlon. who ta being 'moor-tuned 'moor-tuned to fling his hat Into the rlrg for governor of llllnuijand .weral others. . . M flovernor Tener hsd Just described a thrilling acene enacted on the battlefield bat-tlefield of (lettyahurg ten years aso during his term ss governor, when a number of the aurvlvora of Oenernl Plrkett'e gray clad host chsrjed sgaln over ths same ground on whl-rh they had won Immortality a half eea-turv eea-turv before. The Incident recalled to Mayor Har- Kr. a aon-ln-law of former gerator inlela of Virginia, who dlstlnguin-ed dlstlnguin-ed hlmsslf st Gettysburg, sn Incident thst occurred when he end ths tena-tor tena-tor visited the hlstorlo spot a number num-ber of years sgo. Press photogrspher wer Insisting thst the eenstor poes for a picture during his trip over the battlefield. Turning to his son-ln-law. the s-na-tor, who waa than getting well alonj tn yesrs, ssld: "Fred. I guess we'll hsve to please the boye. Get me a horse thst looks like he has got a lot of hey In him s nd hssn't got a bit." |