The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1904-07-17

was easy for me to see. l have
studied human nature"
What must | do to get an audience
with this wonderful ruler?" asked the
lobster, burning with impotence TO be
WELL" said the fiddler crab, az
have noticed that the fishes that seek
audience with the cook generally go
IN the market basket, which stands
Just inside of the fish dealers shop.
Go to him and mention my name"
Thank you" said the lobster
politely, and started off. He thought
that he was walking najesticallv and
that the fiddler colony was adrniring
him.. But the fiddler said to his
nelghbors, looking after him:
Walks just like lame bug, doesn't
he? A rich friend of mine from the
deep sea. He dropped in to borrow
some. money, having lost all his at
play"
The market basket grunted when
the lobster mentioned the fdd1er's
name; "Huh!' he said. well, hop
IN. I'm going to the hotel now. But
tear you will never be admitted to
the presence of the cook, for all the
Holsters that | ever saw on their way
to him were dressed in bright red.
Without that you will be quite likely
to be sent about your business"
IS there any way to get a suit of
redo" asked the lobster.
Must be-, replied the basket curt
~, "or those other Holsters couldn't
have had one. But here is the re-
tr1gerator. She may be able to tell
you more" And with that he dumped
the lobster, without word of warn
ing or apology, into the refrigerator.
right on top of the ice.
Look out for my corns, you'll"
screamed the ice
Great Scott!' cried the refriger-
ator. More Holsters? Hey, YOU
basket, do you think that l was built
for a lobster lodging house?"
They're going to have a lobster
naayonnaise tonight, darling" said
the basket, chucking the refrigerator
under the chin with his handle, while
he winked his lid at her impudently.
they'll need all you've got"
The lobster was delighted to hear
that there were more of his kind, and
at once tried to open a conversation
with them. But they were quite sulky
which he soon discovered was due to
the fact that they were dumb, each
lobster having wooden wedge driven
in firmly between his shears-and
when a Holsters shears are helpless
he cannot speak.
So the inquisitive lobster turned
politely to the ice and told his errand.
My good man." said the ice, freez-
1ngly. How can you imagine that
L would know anything about such
vulgar things as how a lobster can
meet the cook? Perhaps you are un-
aware of the fact that l am guaran-
teed pure and germless, having been
cut from mountain lake with ster-
1l1zed ice saws, under the guidance of
a. college professor!" And that was
the last word the ice said.
But the refrigerator was more po-
lite. Il don't know just what cere-
monies you must go through after
you leave here" she said. But soon
one of the cooks attendants will ar
rive and take you all out. And l
know that you must manage somehow
or another to get a red dress on, for
never heard OF lobster being pre-
scented to the cook in his blue and
green uniform"
Pretty soon, as the refrigerator had
said, an attendant opened the refrig-
orator and seized the Holsters one by
one, and put them on a great platter.
Then he carried them swiftly into the
kitchen, where huge caldron was
boiling.
He picked up a dozen of the lob
sters with the wedges in their shears
and dropped them in. In a few mo-
ments he reached in with a great
ladle and brought them out again, and
10! each was dressed in scarlet coat. |
He threw another dozen Holsters in
to the pot and they, too, came out
with bright red clothes.