| 257BUFFALO BILL'S DONKEY.
A Lively Performance at Beardsley's
Livery Stable.
Buffalo Bill and his "Prairie Waif" combination
reached Chicago yesterday, and with them
came that specially-announced member of the
troupe "Jerry, the trained donkey." Bill went
to the Tremont House, and Jerry registered at
J. H. Beardsley's livery stable on Randolph
Street, between Dearborn and Clark. At this
place last night Jerry gave a special performance
to a select audience of about a dozen
of the stable hands, two of whom
paid dearly for the entertainment. This donkey
is a gray-haired and demure-looking specimen
of the long-eared tribe, and is very diminutive
in figure, appearing not much heavier than a
large Newfoundland dog. He may be a "trained
donkey," as advertised, but his training has
evidently been of a vicious character, as the
sequel will show.
The performance last night opened at
a rather late hour - about 10 o'clock -
and lasted only some thirty minutes.
Jerry had been [?] a basement stall,
and was thought [?] been securely tied.
Only a short time [?] had rung for oats
and a pitcher [?] and when these were
furnished him [?] to settle down for the
night. the [?] all up-stairs. Suddenly
a terrible rattle was heard in the basement, and
the next moment Jerry came, tearing up-stairs
with the speed of a locomotive. His ears were
thrown straight back a foot or two
toward the stationary end of his tail
and his eye glared like the locomotive already
alluded to in the first act. Jerry's appearance
was greeted with a cheer. One of the audience
wanted to bet $1 that if the halter had not
slipped off the animal would have dragged the
basement up-stairs with him. No one would
take him up. But everybody tried to take the
donkey down. The latter shot across the floor
toward the office, but was headed off by a boy,
who jumped on his back. The donkey then
tore down the stairs again, and in the descent
brushed off his burden by rubbing up against a
post. This ended another act. The hands all
rushed down stairs now and
MADE FOR THE DONKEY.
He threw his ears back another foot and made
for them. He let fly his heels and tipped two of
the men over, and then waltzed up stairs again.
Once he was driven down, and finally two men
got near enough to get hold of his head. One of
these men was Jum Killoan, whose left arm Jerry
suddenly took into his maw with a vise-like
grip. Jim yelled bloody murder, and with his
right hand tried to pull out one of the donkey's
ears; but it stuck fast, and the harder it was
pulled the harder Jerry bit and chawed. Every
man in the stable armed himself with a
club at this point, and commenced belaboring
the animal on the head and ribs. It
only to tickle him, and his battery in the
rear was continually at work. Suddenly Jerry
let go his hold of Jim and made a jump at Pat
Houlihan, the night-watchman, who had joined
in the scrimmage. Pat's arm got into exactly the
same place that Jim's had been, and Pat being a
very light weight and Jerry just commencing
to get down to work,
the man was dragged in the most
violent manner across the stable floor. Things
were now looking serious, and the crowd determined
to do something. Heavier clubs were
procured, and also a rope provided with a slip
noose. Jerry, observing these preparations, inadvertently
opened his mouth to smile, and Pat
took advantage of the opportunity to draw out
his arm. At the same moment the
slip noose was slipped over Jerry's
head and hauled up so tight that
the donkey's tongue actually protruded. The
other end of the rope was tied to the nearest
stall, and with this
THE PERFORMANCE CLOSED.
Houlihan's arm was lacerated in a most
frightful manner, adn bled profusely. The loss
of blood, together with the shock, so weakened
him that he was unable to stand. Dr. C.
S. Eldridge was summoned, who, after
dressing the wound, and pronouncing it
quite serious and not unlikely to cause lockjaw,
had the man conveyed to his home at the corner
of Wright and Maxwell streets. Killoan's arm
was also badly cut by the animal's teeth, and
had to be carefully dressed. The owner will not
be able to use it for some time.
| 257BUFFALO BILL'S DONKEY.
A Lively Performance at Beardsley's
Livery Stable.
Buffalo Bill and his "Prairie Waif" combination
reached Chicago yesterday, and with them
came that specially-announced member of the
troupe "Jerry, the trained donkey." Bill went
to the Tremont House, and Jerry registered at
J. H. Beardsley's livery stable on Randolph
Street, between Dearborn and Clark. At this
place last night Jerry gave a special performance
to a select audience of about a dozen
of the stable hands, two of whom
paid dearly for the entertainment. This donkey
is a gray-haired and demure-looking specimen
of the long-eared tribe, and is very diminutive
in figure, appearing not much heavier than a
large Newfoundland dog. He may be a "trained
donkey," as advertised, but his training has
evidently been of a vicious character, as the
sequel will show.
The performance last night opened at
a rather late hour - about 10 o'clock -
and lasted only some thirty minutes.
Jerry had been [?] a basement stall,
and was thought [?] been securely tied.
Only a short time [?] had rung for oats
and a pitcher [?] and when these were
furnished him [?] to settle down for the
night. the [?] all up-stairs. Suddenly
a terrible rattle was heard in the basement, and
the next moment Jerry came, tearing up-stairs
with the speed of a locomotive. His ears were
thrown straight back a foot or two
toward the stationary end of his tail
and his eye glared like the locomotive already
alluded to in the first act. Jerry's appearance
was greeted with a cheer. One of the audience
wanted to bet $1 that if the halter had not
slipped off the animal would have dragged the
basement up-stairs with him. No one would
take him up. But everybody tried to take the
donkey down. The latter shot across the floor
toward the office, but was headed off by a boy,
who jumped on his back. The donkey then
tore down the stairs again, and in the descent
brushed off his burden by rubbing up against a
post. This ended another act. The hands all
rushed down stairs now and
MADE FOR THE DONKEY.
He threw his ears back another foot and made
for them. He let fly his heels and tipped two of
the men over, and then waltzed up stairs again.
Once he was driven down, and finally two men
got near enough to get hold of his head. One of
these men was Jum Killoan, whose left arm Jerry
suddenly took into his maw with a vise-like
grip. Jim yelled bloody murder, and with his
right hand tried to pull out one of the donkey's
ears; but it stuck fast, and the harder it was
pulled the harder Jerry bit and chawed. Every
man in the stable armed himself with a
club at this point, and commenced belaboring
the animal on the head and ribs. It
only to tickle him, and his battery in the
rear was continually at work. Suddenly Jerry
let go his hold of Jim and made a jump at Pat
Houlihan, the night-watchman, who had joined
in the scrimmage. Pat's arm got into exactly the
same place that Jim's had been, and Pat being a
very light weight and Jerry just commencing
to get down to work,
the man was dragged in the most
violent manner across the stable floor. Things
were now looking serious, and the crowd determined
to do something. Heavier clubs were
procured, and also a rope provided with a slip
noose. Jerry, observing these preparations, inadvertently
opened his mouth to smile, and Pat
took advantage of the opportunity to draw out
his arm. At the same moment the
slip noose was slipped over Jerry's
head and hauled up so tight that
the donkey's tongue actually protruded. The
other end of the rope was tied to the nearest
stall, and with this
THE PERFORMANCE CLOSED.
Houlihan's arm was lacerated in a most
frightful manner, adn bled profusely. The loss
of blood, together with the shock, so weakened
him that he was unable to stand. Dr. C.
S. Eldridge was summoned, who, after
dressing the wound, and pronouncing it
quite serious and not unlikely to cause lockjaw,
had the man conveyed to his home at the corner
of Wright and Maxwell streets. Killoan's arm
was also badly cut by the animal's teeth, and
had to be carefully dressed. The owner will not
be able to use it for some time.
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