The Butte inter mountain., 1903-09-30
CHIEF SANGER AND
HIS FOLDING BED
THRILLING NARRATION OF HOW
FlREFlGHTER AND A COUCH
CAME TO GRIEF.
rT SHUT UP WITH HIM
Sander Was Peacefully Dreaming OF
Home, Sweet Home, When the Bed
Folded Him in Its Embrace.

Pete Sanger, Butte's genial fire chief, is
maintaining a thick silence on the subject
OF folding beds.
If one cares to see him display all the
symptoms of acute mental anguish, he has
but to mention folding beds to the chief.
II the chief has one pet abomnation II IS
that kind of bed that folds up when in
repose
Now Pete wouldn't have this story told
for worlds. In some manner it came over
from Great Falls, where the chief is now
discussing the efficacy OF water in subdu-
ing flames. This is the way it happened:
A Piano Folding Bed
Chief Sanger arrived at Great Falls late
at night and was at once shown to his
room in the Cobb block. lie was accom-
panied by one Of his men, +. J. Cicary.
In the room was a folding bed that in its
leisure moments telescoped itself into an
upright piano.
Here is where / take the high dive
into the pillows said Pete. with a con-
tented sigh when he gazed upon that
divan. This is where | give playful
imitation Of the Sleeping Beauty
lie was tired from his long ride and the
snowy linen looked good to him. God
bless the man who first invented sleep, so
said Sancho Panza and SO say !, he
quoted and disappeared beneath the covers
Pete was soon dreaming of sailing down
Silver Bow creek in the good yacht Re-
lance and he heard the tapping Of waves
and the gentle whispering Of the wind
through the trees. He was about 10 tic
the yacht TO the wharf, when
Clangi
The chief sat up in bed and rubbed his
eyes.
Clang. clang elang, doomed a big bell
in the distance
The gallant chief recognized the fire
alarm, and still thinking that he was in
Butte, prepared to respond 10 the call of
duty. His first thought was to get into
his raimcnt and slide down the pole.
Bit Dazed.
lie got up in sections. He couldn't
understand where he was, and he pulled at
something in Il mad desire to shake off
the lcthargy that enthralcd him. The
folding bed promptly closed down and a
smothcred whoop from between the upper
and neither millstones announced the fact
that Buttc's fire chief was a prisoner.
Again he tore loose a yell that went two
or three times around the block and finally
reached the Office. Lights glimmcrcd all
over the house within few seconds.
Sounds OF hurrying feet were heard in
the Railways. The cry for help had been
heard and many were coming to the
rescue.
It Sat on Sanger.
When assistance came the folding bed
was calmly sitting down on the chief and
his bedfcllow, seemingly enjoying the joke
A miscellaneous assortment OF arms and
legs protruded from the bed faint yells
leaked out from under the smotherng
covers.
Some one gave an energetic tug at the
bed and it didn't bulge. Then some bril-
liant mind suggested that charge OF
powder be placed under the internal ma
chine and the prisoners rescued from the
debris.
Various other plans were offered, when
some one who knew how to reach the
vital spot Of a folding bed, pulled a lever
and all was over
They Took to the Boards
The remainder of the night the chief
and his companion spent on the floor.
Now when anyone says anything about
beds that fold mp the chief looks mysteri-
Gus and buys the drinks for the crowd.