Life — January 9, 1890 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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SHE'S ON TIME! Life's Greatest Enterprise. OUR INTREPID SADIE HEARD FROM. Miss McGinty is well and happy. SHE MEETS WITH STRANGE AND BLOOD-CURDLING ADVENTURES. | Rough Weather on the East Side—Quar- antined at Bellevue— Peculiar Hab- its of the Natives—The Possibill- ties of Modern Travel, S, E. Conner OF AVENUE B anv Eicuty- SixtH STREET, WepNespay P, M. As car No. 46 of the Twenty-Third Street line bounded away from LIFE office on that sunny December morning which now seems so long, long ago, my heart went down into my | number-six gaiters with a dull thud. But I soon recovered my gaiety from my gaietors and | began to make the acquaintance of my fellow- | travelers. They were very interesting company, | the most'distinguished among them, perhaps, being Count Thomasso degli Organa, an Ital- ian gentleman of musical tastes, who was bound for the Bowery to hypothecate a handsomely- decorated hand organ which a cruel edict of | the municipal government had deprived of its income-earning possibilities. The Duchess of Jones's Wood (formerly Miss Julie Tatters, of | New York,) was also with us and, at a concert given on the front platform for the benefit Of the Fund for Decrepit Bank Presidents, charmed every one by her rendering of the Swan Song from * Cordelia's Aspirations.” As we neared Third Avenue the conductor on reported a sudden fall in the barometer and it was thought best to come to anchor in front of Guggenheimer's s loon. "Signor Gug: heimer is a courteous gentleman of the old school and gallantly extended to us the hos- pitalities of his bar at the usual rates, The men accepted, but we women and children thought it better to -LIFE- stick to the car, There we sat huddled to- gether, not knowing what next to expect, when Suddenly a vague mass loomed up in the fog and came bearing down upon us. At last it assumed definite shape and we could see that it was a beer truck which, as well as its driver, was heavily loaded. If I live to be forty two years, old I shall never forget that moment, ‘he deep silence was broken only by the roaring of the elevated rail- way trains, the shrieks of the women, the curs- ing of the men, and the guttural efforts of the | truck-driver to make libellous remarks uttered in German understood by our driver, a native of County Clare, Finally, some one, with that rare presence of mind which comes in times of peril only to great natures, turned in a fire- alarm and the truck driver was taken to the police station in an ambulance. [We suspect that our modest Sadie was the person who did this, Ed, Lire.) A merciful providence having saved us from SADIE AND THE BARYE LION. this peril, I began to believe that I should be able to make my connection with the car going north via First Avenue. As we neared our destination the pilot came aboard and I learned that the First Avenue car was three days late ; also that the neighborhood was being devas- | tated by a lion which had escaped from the Barye collection, While I was impatiently enduring this inforced delay, a certain lovely | but courageous woman, who shall be nameless , [We suspect it was Sadie.—Zd, Lire], encoun: tered the lion and did him to death by forcing her umbrella down his throat. At last the First Avenue car hove in peht| na course bearing N.N.E. by a half W, i pence of assembled thousands 1; ascended the gang-plank and we got under way. As we went north a strong odor of iodoform assailed our nostrils, and the Health Officer from Bellevue Hospital came aboard to ascertain if there was a case of la Grippe aboard. 1 assured him that my grip was a dress-suit case and not fatal, so he per- mitted me to proceed. As we went further north it grew perceptibly colder, ‘so cold that I fear- ed I might get left at the next change of cars. My instructions from Lire were to discover the North Pole if I could do} SADIE DISCOVERS THE NORTH PO! 19 so without varying too much from my route | as originally laid out. 1 have the pleasure to report that I discovered it in front of a First Avenue barber’s shop, and that it now bears Lire’s card of advertising rates, a statement that Lire’s circulation last week was 46,952,- 4314 copies, and your correspondent’s maiden name. I have reached this point in safety and have stopped here to replenish my supply of cheese SADIE INTERVIEWS THE SPHINX. sandwiches, which was beginning to run very low, As we stopped at Kodak a little while I took advantage of the opportunity to pay a visit to the Sphinx. When I told him that I repre- sented Lire and that our circulation last week was 63,421,90334 copies he received me with great urbanity, and asked me if the paper did Rot want to start a puzzle department and put him in char I told him that if he could bring suitable recommendations and would submit some samples of his work he might possibly secure the situation, I will confess that I am getting a little bit tired. The rapid motion of the street cars and the numerous hair-breadth escapes I have encountered have worn me down to a mere shadow, but I keep before my eyes the glori- ous fact that Live's circulation last week was 76,744,92134 copies, and I shall not tire. Sapie McGinty, iA NEW FEATURE. LIFE'S GENEROSITY TO ITS READERS. A GUESSING MATCH. So much interest has been developed in Sadie McGinty’s trip around New York that we are going to give our readers a chance to test their wits. We hereby offer to that person who shall come the furthest away from guessing the exact time of Sadie’s tour the choice of a num- ber of attractive trips, the only condition being that the guesser shall be a native of China, The successful guesser will have the choice of the following trips : From City Hall Park to Harlem via the Third Avenue Elevated, with the privilege of standing up if there are no seats to be had. To Jersey City by any first-class ferry, with the privilege of stopping over in Hoboken for a week unless death is preferred. To Brooklyn and the Holy Land, including Hunter's Point. To Chicago, if the guesser is an adult and of good moral character. comicbooks.com