The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-02-03


.ho.ra and Disappeared.
n mn. a fat German. He looked -
:, he might be a prosperous saloon KEEP
- He signalized his entrance into the
S e., Street ferry house by series
- ,ord meows which sounded so natural
.sot the half hundred people who were
lifting for the boat looked around for
W. cats. The fat man was under the
, . He strolled over to the steam
,ad;ator in the center OF the room, and
IN couple of minutes voices were
hoard First they were in the northeast
,orner of the room up near the ceiling.
Some one up there seemed to be carrying
~ an animated conversation with him
self II was plain that the some one was
"Cbakey," said the voice, "vod your
,;fe will say do you alretty. ha? You
voz one tam fool k'vick yet F"
The women in the ferryhouse began to
look nervous They gazed at the ceiling
az the spot from where the voice SEEM
ed TO come The men were looking there
hoo. The fat German stood by the radi-
otor. his head over his breast, and SEEM
ed TO be sound asleep.
"Fire! Fire Fire!" cried voice in
the southwest corner.
Everybody jumped up The women
grabbed the arms of their escorts. The
fat German still slept, and the voice
sonnded again, this time seemingly from
the platform of an automatic weighing
machine.
"Chakey, you vos a prute! Vod for
Won wand der ladies do SCARE vod?
bunch your nose alretty.
This was somewhat reassuring. Ev-
erybody seemed to realize at the same
instant that there was ventriloquist
with big range of voice around some
where, and everybody looked at the
German. He seemed still to be asleep.
But in a moment he moved uneasily.
Then he lifted the ragged stump of a
cigar he had in his hand, opened his
eyes sleepily and put the stump into
his mouth. Some fire was left in the
cigar stump, but he didn t seem to no.
tice it. He munched on the butt as if it
were a sweet morsel. Everybody was
watching him. He chewed perhaps a
minute. Then he swallowed the stump,
and the next instant pulled new cigar
out of his ear, bit off the end and light
ed it,
"I no puy cigars, he said. 81 maig
DEM"
The crowd was nightly interested
and gather I'd close around. He didn't
seem to ike that, and he snorted:
"Vod you dink, you vools beoble2
Gauze maig cigar You dink / vos a
WOOL. l unmaig i'd" Saying which he
put the fresh cigar, lighted as it was.
back into his ear. He seemed to shove
it out of sight and calmly took from his
other ear the ragged butt that he had
but moment before chewed up and
swallowed. He pulled ON it. 1t was still
lighted One of his eyelids began
twitching
"My lug vos gone," he said. II half
nails in my head ven vools loog ad me. "
With the tips of his fingers he lifted
the twitching lid and pulled out five
inch iron spike, like those used to fasten
down steel rails.
Il vos durn do one BEIGE off iron al
retty if you boobies dond ka'vit, he
snorted, and he pulled another spike
from the other eye. At the same instant
the ragged butt disappeared, and in its
place was another fresh cigar. He iii
that. Next he pulled couple of yards
Of muslin out of his mouth and wiped
his eyes, after which he put back the
spikes. He seemed to drive them right
into the ball of either eye. The womer
were shocked and turned away. Ht
pulled whisky glass from his pocket
bit pieces out of it and chewed then
with relish.
"Chentlemens, he said, II voz 'un
cry. Cand you hellub me?"
Thought it was q fake like that, =
said two or three of tho men in thu
crowd.
well, it's a cold day when he get
any Of my money" said two or three
others.
Money" growled the fat German
You dink am lige you WOOL beoblel
yod cad mead mid. VOC nod. ! eat
oaber; dod voz cheaber. Will somepoddy
helb boor man do biece of baber
ZiR me dod," he said, snatching al
evening paper from the hands Of one o
the men. He tore two pages from 1t, ant
beginning on the corner Of one he stuffed
It into his mouth and ate It. At least i
disappeared. Then he tackled the othel
page, and that went.
Poor man." said one sympathetic
woman, che must be hungry. But how
can he eat that stuff?''
The second page was gone, all but
httle corner. The fat Germans cheel
pulged. A voice over his head said:
"Chakey. you've god doc much; you
VOC hog"
de seized the corner of the paper tina
was sticking out and began pulling a
IT, 1t came in the shape of perfec
cone, alternately red, white and blue il
color. He held his head back and pull
eu' Still the colored cone kept coming
IL ended at about the second yard. 81