The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1894-01-22
SAVED By A FOLDING BED.
A Thrilling and Plausible story Toia at che
Lofor Club.

n lhritunG ana I-lauatbie SNOry Iola NJ tno
Lofor Club.
Some people without experience have been
talking about the danger that turks in fold
ing bed" said Lieut. Oscar King at the Lotos
Club one evening last week. We'll. know
som ethng about Thorn. and I always salute q
folding bed. One OF them saved me ny COM
mission"
Three men around the table had full glasses
In front Of thsm. and they couldn't get away.
They moved uneasily.
Yes, gentlemen" said Lieut.. King, "a fold
ing bed saved my commission. and I don't
like to hear them abused. It was while was
stationed on the Platte. some years ago. and
some OF the comforts of homo were missing,
My quarters we're small. and my cot bed was
uncomfortable. am rather fat man. as you
see. and after few nights OF troubled sleep
on the cot sent East for the strongest folding
bed that was made A circus In a country
town wasn't q marker on the sensation that
machine caused when It arrived. Folding
beds were novelty in the West. This one
weighed nearly q ton whom the balance weights
were adjusted, and II closed up against the
wall with shock that ratified tho thin parti-
lions 1t was comfortable and useful In many
ways. found It more valuable than q valet
BY simple scheme taught that folding bed
to pull off my boots and draw corks."
tho thioo thch ~ hho Nhbio hhu eHIptleu tuoiE
glasses and wore again moving uneasily.
With mo this time. gentlemen" said the
Lieutenant Waiter. four b. and SIS In long
Rlasses Now. as was telling you." con-
tinued Lieut. King. this bronco OF mine
could buck harder and kick higher than"
Folding beds were the text" said one man;
Dear me-. said Lieut.; King. how did I
hSps my folding bed did suggest my ' Bronco net
One saved my commission and the other saved
@ s"a usss t. s ssn ons
ans %f e9nE fo tas 6%
post than any have ever been IN. Shortly az
ter my bed arrived the snow dropped on us
%s ST. Saturday up nla aSs Ti' little gam. sRa
fsrssp. You RnoW how those a game. spow
All OF us had m9Ppey for we hadn't Ont been able
You Know S and do play pretty ' sti Ia game game.
Ny room was the scene Of the action. and sat
WITH Ssfs 70 the Ss g bed and
=, Luck was dead against me. I lost every;
DO @ 70 do m Bas aHIf % Se
and knew that sIf didn't get some M 81 L
back should have to throw up my commits:
% me- nv inS
his luck. My paper was thicker around the
board than passes In a Philadelphia theatre.
The Lieutenant who was in luck started a 500
Jack pot and suggested. Just to make IL lively,
that we should have a sweetener of $40. Say,
that pot was a corker. We were all stark crazy
at that stage OF the game, ready to gamble for
such stakes. but that didn't matter. The deal
pot which Increased $50 a clip This may
seem an exAggeration. but as remember the
event IL Is not; that pot was sweetened for an
hour.
1t became a. big pile OF IoU's. We had
drinks on every deal Those were gay days.
was getting desperate NY money was gone
MY credit was nearly exhausted, knew that
never could make good unless open ed that
lack pot. An inspiration came to me. My
trusty folding bed! There IL stood behind me.
warranted to open anything from beer TO
cha pagne. i reached back. grabbed II firmly
and steathily pulled Il down. 1t was a low
trick. perhaps. but. as said. my honor was at
stake. Zach man was intent on the game. He
watched cards and not mis- neighbor."
The three men at the table were breathing
hard and listening. They had forgotten their
drinks:
As / said. I pulled that bed down without
attracting attention, and attached to 1t the
string that was on every / o u. When Ii
came my turn loosened my hold on the bed.
1t flew back. The rot was wide open. and I
was saved. That bod" But the three M en-
had deserted their drinks and went up stairs
to write a complaint to Chandos Fulton.