The Bossier banner., 1899-10-19

IN! l suppose you mean to say that |
the iceman has good time while the |
hot weather lasts. That's all right AS |
matter of fact the iceman that comes
around in this street has to sit in the
sun to drive and then he has to drag
anywhere from ten to hundred pounds
of ice about the sidewalk, and nine
women out of twelve tell him that thew
know there amt no ten pounds in that
piece. And then the weather amt hot
now-it's been cool summer. But
We'll say he does have good time. Is
that the reason why you snicker when
you talk about him? Put me next. I
want to laugh too if I can get good
reason for it."
"a man who wants reason for laugh
ing before he commits himself can get
job as funeral director most any-
where's said the stationery man. "You
don't want to be the iceman; you're a
double condenser ice plant yourself.
It's gag, if you want to know, just one
of them gags that people get off,
Il wish it was one of the kind people
can't get off," said the tailor, viciously.
ut would save whole lot of suffering.
I'd like to gag every man the minute
he bought one of them things and tie
his hands so he couldn't make motions
If remember rightly you were one of
the first men in the city to buy chest
nut bell and the last to give it up"
"That's right said the stationer
| with an air of modest pride. ''My
cousin in New York sent me one by
mail just as soon as they come out
| there"
Its too bad we have to look to New
York for all our bright idees," said the
| tailor. "Seems as if we ought to be able
to get up something of the kind right
here in Chicago-or Dunning, anyway.
You got lots of fun out of that bell,
didn't you?"
81 rung you off time or two" said
the stationer, defiantly.
"You did," admitted the tailor. "You
would come in here and if you couldn't
do anything else you would ask me
what thought of the weather, and ring
when / said that it looked like rain.
Nobody could come around you and
open his face but you had to ring. You
neglected your business just the same
as you're doing now, and went about
tinkling that little gong like knife
grinders barrow. You thought you
were the 'cutest thing ever happened
until you got thrown out of that vaude-
vile house for ringing off the Irish
specialist
"He needed it,"
$50 did you. And you were in the
same fix when you got slugged for pull
ing an I'm-something-of-a-liar-myself'
card on the new bartender down at Nc
iGarrigan's."
81 did little of that slugging. He
didn't operate slugging trust and con-
troll the output
"That wasn't the story you told the
police judge when you was able to APP
pear. I thought you'd give up them
five-cent inside lining joshes after that,
but guess you'll keep on until some
body gets out of patience with you and
kills you.'
'I'd like to know what it is makes
you miserable whenever anyone gets
to feeling good" said the stationer.
"If person comes around you with
sunshine in his soul and a gladstone
smile on his face you take it as person
al insult. I look to see you get stick
of dynamite and blow up Dutch beer
garden some night just because the
people are enjoying themselves there
} You'd poison an organ-grinder's
monkey"
II would" said the tailor, with de.
cision. 'I'd poison the organ-grinder
too, if got a good chance
"And any kids that happened to be
!. dancing on the sidewalk to the music,
added the stationer. "Ain't you got any
, friends besides me?"
"Are you my friend?"
''I'd lend you a dollar note any time
you needed it and l had it, if you were
able to give me any kind of security
that I'd get it back. There's people thai
calls themselves your friends that won'1
do that for you."
eff you're my friend,'' said the tailor
+ you want to keep your ice tongs ant
chestnut bells hid when you come into
: this shop. If you've got any celluloit
f buttons with You Amt the Only Sos
sidge in the Shop or I've Got Troubles
of My Own or any other gags you leave
$ them on the grand piano before yo,
start out to entertain me. How'd yol
I like
r ITO be the iceman"
p ''To have me come into your shol
5 three times a day and rub your teetl
: with blacksmith's rasp?"
: IT'D be all right if you did it in
r friendly spirit, but want you to un
derstand that you can't come in look
ing the way you do now and take then
: kind of liberties. You've got to be pleas
! ant about it,
= The tailor threaded a needle, scram
9 bled up on his bench and, crossing hi
. legs, began to sew. I'll be pleasan
= about it, he said. as he jerked a kinl
out of the thread. 'The next time yo1
get off any of these funny little auto