Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1908-12-04

w NJ EAR READER-It was summe
time. The SUI glared dow
ts w upon the city with pltiless fo
o. rocity. II is difficult for ia,
d sun to be ferocioas and exhibit com
e. junction simultaneously. The heat wa,
IL oh. bother thermometers who cares
e for standard measures anyhow II
Il was 10 hot that
e The roof gardens put on so many
a extra walters that you could hope 10
Il get your gin hzz now-as soon as all
/, the other people got theirs. The hospi.
p tails were putting in extra cots for
A bystanders. for when little woody dogs
e Toll their tongues out and say "Woof.
: woofF' al the heas that bite EN- and
: nervous old black bombazine ladies'
screech MAD dogi" and policemen be.
gin 10 shoot somebody is going 10 get
hurt The man from Pompton, n j.,
who always wears an overcoat In July
had turned mp IN a Broadway hotel
drinking hot Scotches and enjoying his
annual ray from the calcium. Philan-
thropists were petitioning the legisla-
ture 10 pass bin requiring builders TO
make tenement fire escapes more com
moGiOus. so that families might die all
together OF the heat instead OF one or
two at time SO many men were tell
/ Ing you about the number OF baths
they took each day that you wondered
how they got along after the real lessee
OF the apartment came back to town
and thanked em for taking such good
care OF it, The young man who called
loudly for cold beef and beer in the
restaurant. protesting that roast pulet |
and Burgundy were really too heavy for |
such weather, blushed when he met |
your eye. for You had heard him all |
winter calling in modest tones for the
same ascetic viands. Soup. pocket
books. shirt waists. actors and base
ball excuses grew thinner. Yes, II was
summer time
A man stood at Thirty fourth street
waiting for a downtown cara man
OF forty, gray haired, pink faced, keen,
nervous. plainly dressed. with harass-
ed look around the eyes. He wiped
his forehead and laughed loudly when
fat man with an outing look stopped
and spoke with him.
''No. sireer he shouted. with def |
ance and scorn "None OF your old
mosquito haunted swamps and sky
scraper mountains without elevators
for me. When / want to get away
from hot weather I know how to do it.
New York. sir, is the finest summer {
resort In the country. Keep in the
shade and watch your diet and don't 9
get too FAR away from an electric fan. \
Talk about your Adirondacks and your '
Catskills There's more solid comfort a
In the borough of Manhattan than ia a
all the rest of the country together q
No. stree! No tramping up perpendic-
ular cliffs and being walked up at In n
the morning by million flies and eat
Ing canned goods straight from the city "
FOR me. Little old New York will take Ia
! few select summer boarders. Com b
orts and conveniences OF homes-that's u
he adj that ! answer every time"
"You need a vacation" said the fat dl
nan, looking closely at the other. III
You haven't been away from town di
n years. Better come with me for 70
wo weeks anyhow. The trout in the in
are jumping at anything ov
ow that looks like a fly. Harding ia
rites me that he landed a three pound
rown last week"
Nonsense cried the other man. AZ
Go ahead If you like and boggle
round in rubber boots. wearing your be
III out trying to catch fish. When We
ant one | go to n cool restaurant and tn,
der II. ! laugh at you fellows when =
'er think OF you hustling around in
e heat In the country thinking you sol
e having q good time. For me Fa- a.
er Knickerbocker's little improved bes
run with the big shady lane running
rough the middle of it,"
The Fat man sighed oyeg his friend
a went his way. The man who
ought New York was the greatest
INNER resort In the country boarded
car and went buzzing down to his M
Ice On the way he threw away his kY
wspaper and looked up at a ragged lt
tch OF sky above the housetops M
Three pounds," he muttered absent A
And Harding isn't liar. be- N
re, II | could-but it's impossible "
we got 10 have another month m,
'ther month at least" IN
n his office the upholder OF urban rs
isummer joys dived headforemost lElI
, the swimming pool OF business. f3l
Sins, his clerk. came and added a H
sy OF letters. memoranda and tele- =
ms. IF
{ o'clock In the afternoon the
Y maa leaned back in his office
ir. put his feet on the desk and r.
led aloud *
wonder what kind OF bait Harding k7r
~ HII
e was all In white that day. and L
eby Compton lost bet to Gaines.
pton had wagered she would wear
blue. for she knew that was his "Sot
rite color, aud Compton was a mil mer
Iire's son, and that almost laid brook
open to the charge OF betting on n to ca
thing But white was her choice, ger.
Gaines held up his head with TWEEN ble-t
'e's lordly air. $50
e little sumner hotel in the noun kins