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Show . Cooling OnT a Tramp. "I saw the first rehearsal of another now Hank drama' tho other day," said the theatrical theat-rical agent. "It was up on State Btreet, ut the corner of Twenty-ninth, and I was passing pass-ing on a car at the time. On one corner Is a saloon, and outside, on tho sidewalk, there was a trampish looking individual who had evidently been annoying tho proprietor of the place. This proprietor, in shirt sleeves, stood in the doorway, surrounded by a quartet quar-tet of friends, and was warning tho tramp off. He refused to move on, and suddenly, as if at a preconcerted signal, the proprietor and his four friends made a mad rush for the interloper. Before he was fully aware of it he was picked up bodily by his assailants, there was a splash, a volley of oaths, a wild yell of derision, and the half drowned tramp splattered and blubbered as he climbed out of the horso trough at the curbstone. His ardor and his clothes had both been seriously dampened, and he plodded wearily down the street, leaving a viatery trail behind him. He was not ambitions for an encore." Cbi-caco Cbi-caco Herald. |