Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1878-11-06

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correctly, isn't it Mr.. Henderson e.
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. yes,
. to be sure" said Mr.. Henderson,
: very huskily, staring as hard as he
could at a window full of house
plants.
"Why, Mr.. Henderson," said
Elfl'ida, in tones of amazement,
show can you say sol Just see,
ice, ice, CIR double EN-, GREEN :
that's not the way to spell cream"
ooh, Elfrida," cried her compan-
ion, "you must he near-sighted.
That isn't an e, it is an a. Isn't it
Mr.. Henderson :"
And Mr.. Henderson, who was
praying harder than he had ever
prayed before that an earthquake
might come along and swallow up
either himself or all the ice-cream
saloons in the United States, he
didn't care which, looked up at the
chimney of the house and said:
"That! Oh, yes, of course, why,
certainly. How very much cooler
it has grown within the past few
minutes" the young man suddenly
added with kind of inspiration
"surely that cool wave the signal
service dispatches announces as
having entered the country from
Manitoba must he near us at once"
And he took ont a handkerchief
and swabed face that looked as
though it had never heard of
cool wave, nor even looked into
the face of a man that had heard
Of one. He knew when he talked
Of its being cooler, that his face
would scorch an iceberg brown in
ten minutes.
BY this time they turned a corner
and the appalling sign was ont of
sight. Mr.. Henderson breathed
like free man.
al always like to stroll along
Jefferson street in the evening""
said Eathel, "it's so lively. My,
just look at the crowd of people
going in at the door. What is go.
ing on there. Mr.. Henderson
Mr.. Henderson looked across
TO the other side of the street, as
usual and said:
"Oh. yes; that was a clothing
house"
"Why, no, Mr.. Henderson, ex-
claimed Elfrida, "that's an ice
cream saloon"
Ethel laughed merrily. "Do you
know" she said, 81 wondered what
so many young ladies could want
in a gentlemen's clothing house
Mr.. Henderson said, Ella, ha, to
he sare." And oh, the feeble.
CHASTITY tincture of mirth there was
IN his nervous "ha, ha, to be sure"
1t sounded as though a boy with
the earache should essay to laugh.
ais it true, Mr.. Henderson" ask.
ed Ethel. "that soda fountains
explodew
Mr.. Henderson, grasping for
breath, eagerly assured her that
they did, very frequently, and that
in every instance they scattered
death and destruction around. In
many of the Eastern cities, he said,
they were abolished by the law,
and the same thing should be done
here. "In New York." the young
man went on, "all the soda fountains
have been removed far ontside the
city limits, and were located far in
the lonely meadows side by side
with a powder house."
81 am not afraid of them" said
the daring Ethel; 81 don't believe
they are a bit dangerous"
"Nor Iw echoed Elfrida. al
would not be afraid to walk up TO
one and stand by it all day. Why
are you so afraid of them, Mr.
Henderson s
Mr.. Henderson CRASHED his teeth
and secretly pulled out a great
sheaf of hair FROM his head in
nervous agony. Then be said be
once had fair yonng sister blown
TO pieces by one of those terrible
engines of obstruction while she
was drinking at it, and he had
never since been able to look at
soda fountain without growing
faint.
"How sad !" said both young
ladies', and Ethel asked:
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