The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1900-03-01
awoke, singing at tho top Of his
"A little more cider. do oh, do,


"A little more cider. do. oh, do,
little more cider do"
which created considerable excite
ment among the faithful and caus-
ed Milt Baird to grab him by the
shoulders and shake him until his
teeth ratified like Ed Goss' new (?,
wagon. This had the desired effect
aud he subsidized. Bob Kittsmiller
suggested that 1t was long time
between drinks and requested
Chuck to pass the cider. but upon
investigation 1t was found to be
"all." 1t was suggested that Sena-
tor Bright make speech, but he
declined, saying that he had had q
very--etiresome week and was
actually too tired, but would be
with them next Saturday and ac-
commodate them. He then babe
them good night and retired. Af-
ter everything had quieted down
Ed Goss raised up In his corner,
growIed and said:
"Bowers, that speech business Is
all right, but will you please tell
me how that will bring my coal, 1
paid for that ten bushels of coal
and I'want It,"
"Mr. Bowers" interrupted Tom
Braddock, II protest against this
kind of insinuation. 1t is disagree
ably personal and against the rules
of the club, and"
"Well,' interposed Tom Lemon,
crowdiDg in handful of popcorn
and reaching out for another, "why
don't you give him his coalY"
"Look here, Tom Lemon" said
Braddock, "the best thing you can
do is to attend TO your own busi-
ness, and II you go to putting your
nose in my business any more I'll
1O
"Well," said Tom, crowding in
another handful of popcorn,
"what'll you do? You never saw
any service. You're nothing but a
home guard anyway. The best
thing for you to do is give Goss his
coal and don't go shootin' off at me,
or III settle YOU"
"Just settle your old coal bill,
first, you don't know who you're
talking to-" replied Braddock, rails.
ing from his chair and splitting on
his hands.
"Yes l do" replied Lemon. "I'm
talking to nothing; and the best
thing you can do ia give Goss his
coal. l believe in giving the devil
his dues, and"
"Who you calling devil, Tom
Lemon? Here, Tom Collins, hold
my coat and hat and III show Tom
Lemon what kind Of IA devil am"
said Goss, jumping up from his
corner and kicking over the table,
spilling the apples and popcorn all
over the floor.
This racket woke John McCor-
mick, the bouncer for the club, who
was ordered by the president to
quell the disturbance, which he did
: in short order, by manned force.
When everything was quieted and
the members were all in their re-.
spective places, it was discovered
that the popcorn and apples had
mysteriously disappeared. John
Risley suggested that possibly the
apples had rolled down a rat hole
, and Tom Lemon suggested that
Senator Bright was a great lover
of popcorn. But this didn't 60
Everybody grinned, and Bob Kits.
f miller said:
"Rats! Tom Lemon what are
you giving us? You know where
the apples and popcorn are. Didn't
/ see you on your hands and knees
grabbing and stuffing. You bave
y them"
"No 'aint. Deed 1 'aint, Bob
: I'll acknowledge the corn, but John
Risley has the apples" said Lemon
: producing some three pecks from
his capacious pockets, "but you
: must make John Risley produce
the apples"
After the corn and apples had been
8 restored to their proper place, on
E. the table, John Tritch moved to
/, adjourn until hext Saturday even
, ing which was carried.
Before adjournment Levi Black
. was appointed a committee of three
to parch some corn for the nexl
y meeting.
Z Upon the order "lights out" they
bid each other good night and de-
parted for their homes, all in good
. humor except Ed GOss, who was
: heard to murmur as he turned the
city hall corner, eyes, good night
But that don't bring back my ter
. bushels of coalW WHACKER.