A PUSHING MAN.

Waikato Times, Volume XIII, Issue 1127, 13 September 1879, Page 2

A PUSHING MAN.

The recent attempted assassination of Edwin Booth m America, recalls au incident that occurred while that tragedian was playing his Ins.' engagement m San Francisco, »nd which is the real origia o f the rumor chat he intends never to visit the Pacific Coast again. \ I» seems that one morning while Mr Booth was mafcing'his toilet in 1 his room at. the Palace, the door quietly opened, and a wide-awa'<e looking individual slid m and cheerfully bid the astonished actor o-ood morning. • How's Hamlet to-day,' said the stringer blandly. "Frnid y O p wouldn't see me if I sent my card v,», so just dropped m informally, as it were.' 'So I see/ said the only la-o. * How now, knave— uuyoke ..' '"*. I mean, what cm T do yon ?' « The fact is, Mr Bootu, x said the visiior hurriedly, < I am the adver. tising agent for the Buzo bees Auction House, on Market-street. Oheapost house m the civilised world. Over 6fty thousand ulsters at—' ' Don't want any ulsters. Can't look tragic m a ooat with fifteen ridiculous pockets. A vaunt ? thon ' 4 But I don't vvaut to sell you any, my dear sir,' pub m the ag-nt ; * I just oome to m.ak.e you a re^ukr

business proposition. Coin mif "my dear ir; coin m it.* * But zounds, sirrah, I am an actor — not » v auotioncßr.' 'That's exactly it. You know we agents are always up to some new ftdvertisinsdodgenrother. latfenrled your performance list night, Mr Booth, and it. occurred 10 vat if you would only introduce some menli m of our establishment into your lin«3 we could affjrJ to piiy very liberally tor it.' ' Coulrl, «h V .said the hope of tho American stage. 'Ye 3. You see, you might gracetally wedge m an allusion to us here •mil there, where it would seem a kind ofa»iiu-alandap ropriatolike. Vov distance there's ' Ham et.' instead ot giving- sim7>lv the line, 'customary sui.s of foreign black,' you might add, < the kind they sell it Biizenbees for 24 doV 'That would sort of mil the a te itien of i he audience, snems to me.' ' I should think so,' said the star, stealthily edging over towardo a Liommi sword m the cornnr. • I see you catch the idea,' continued the agent. « Now, there's * Konieo and J u iet. There's dead loads of good chance 3 m that. In the; balcony scene you might say, ' I would I woye one of the Bazembees' cheap dogskin gloves upon that hand that I might touch that cheek.' ' * You'd like that, would you ? " grimly inquired Mr 8., slowly unsheathing the sword behind his baok, and gett.ng m front of the door. 'Yes, sir, we should' nt mind 100 dols. a night to' ha7e done that m first-class style. Just think how it would make trade boom down at oar place to have you thunder as' Othello ' — * D©3dernona, where is the elegant kerchief I bought for thee at Bazenbees', at six bits a dozen.' Why, sir, it would fairly — ' There 'was a funeral from the agent's house the next day, and m deference to the last wishes of the martyr to advertising-, his hearse bore on aach side a splendid canvas inscription : 'Just arrived — 50,000 more boys' suits at Bazenbees' ! Call c a-ly ! '