Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-04-21

Work State through Its owners Wrath.
It Is doubtful If there is any CONNER
Gal travelling man running between
Chicago and New York who has not
heard of the Red Apple tavern" of
Ere, but it k equally doubtful if more
than one travelling man in a hundred
knows how it got the name. Before
IL was given its second baptism the no
tel was known as the Reed House. Old
Colonel Ellsworth was the proprietor,
and though a good hearted man when
you caught him right, his penchant fer
flying off at a tangent frequently pre-
eluded a possibility of any n getting
a word in edgewise. His ranting at
such times would have given old For
rest pointers, while the Independence
he manifested Thomas Jefferson could
no have equaled
Why, while in such frances, aberra
lions OF whatever you prefer to cal
them, he would become so distended
with his confidence in his ability to run
6he hotel himself as Z feel warranted
IN d~ischarging every bell boy, porter,
clerk and other employe in the Office
II was just after he had, during ne Of
these spells swept the Office bare of
assistance that John Splan, the driver,
arrived in the city and put up at the
hotel The weather was straight from
Tophet and Splan wanted a DON on
the top floor where the air at night was
fresh and pure. So the old colonel was
compelled to pull himself up five long
pains of stain-there was no elevator
IN the house-to show Splan his room
Then he shambled dow
Splan divested him elf of his coat,
vest and collar, plune d his hands int
the water and reac ed for the soap.
There was none, so le punched the IN
nnneiator. By this time the colonel
down in the office lad Just recovered
his breath, lost II his ascent and de-
scent and felt 10 anything but a mood
for promptly responding TO the call
So Splan, after waiting a reasonable
time, punched again. and then again,
until, after getting into a PerspiratioE
with the exercise, the landlord, mad az
wet hen, appeared:
tFWhat are you making all this noiss
AboutT he queried.
II want some soap" said Splan
rather astonished at the asperity Of his
host.
"Well, there amt no use in making
such a row about a piece of soap" says
che colonel. A hot argument followed,
ending in the colonel fetching the soap
By the time he had n ce o reached
the office floor Splan had finished wash
ing. only 10 discover that there was no
towel in the room. Then he thumped
the bell again and again, the old man
appearing after a delay longer than tbs
first He was madden too. He fairly
seethed with rage. OF course another
red hot argument followed, and then
the colonel fetched a towel. By the
time Splan had finished his toilet the
incident had softened into an amusing
"Reminiscences. But not so with the
colonel, who, when Splan appeared,
opened up on him in the most vigorous
fashion.
When Splan recovered from his
amazement he walked up to the colonel
and vowed that he had a mind ia
shake the teeth out of him. ard would
do so but for his gray HAIRS. This
ended the argument, and Splan went
out, related the affair Il his acquaint-
ances, and invited them around 70 see
il break out Arrest upou hs return to
the hotel. They did 81, and when.
upon Splan's entering the corridor, they
saw the colonel reach under his desk,
and, putting his hand behind his back.
approach his guest, they smiled in an
ticipatiOn Of the jolliest kind Of a row.
Their hopes were dashed, however, for
instead of a bludgeon or a revolver
they saw in the colOnels hand as he
brought it before him and extended it
TO Splan a large red apple. Splan was
more astonished than had the colonel
hit him. But there was no installing
the smile of repentS1ce and remOrse on
the colOnel's face, 50 he took the peace
offering, and with the assistance of his
acquaintance rechrstened the hotel
there and then the Red Apple tav-
@@Chicago Hotel Reporter.