New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1915-01-31

bargain 10 be missed. Az an adjacent stand he
bought glass Of raspberry lemonade so al
leged). and slipped It as he ate the pickle. He
left nothing Of either
Next, he entered small restaurant and for
modest nickel was supplied with fork and box
Of sardnes previously opened it is true. but more
than half full He consumed the sardines utterly,
but left the tin box and the fork. after which he
INDUCED in an inexpensive half pint Of lukewarm
cider. at one Of the open booths. Mug in hand,
gentle glow radiatng toward his surface from
various centres Of activity deep inside him, he
paused for breath-and the COOL sweet cadences
Of the watermelon man fell delectably upon his
ear:
"lce-cole watermelon; ice cole watermelon; the
biggest slice Of icecole. ripe, red ice-cole, rieh
an rare; the biggest slice Of icecole watermelon
ever cut by the hand of man! Buy our ice-coe
watermelon"
Penrod having drained the last drop OF cider.
complied with the watermelon mans luscious en-
treaty, and received a round slice Of the fruit,
magnificent in circumference and something over
an inch in thickness. Leaving only the really
dangerous part of the rnd behind him, he wan
dered away from the vicinity of the watermelon
man and supplied himself with bag Of peanuts,
which, with the expenditure of dime for adms-
a
ever he managed to break" the coin at a stand
inside the tent. where a large, oblong paper box
of popcorn handed him. with 20 cents change
The box was too large TO go into his pocket, but
having seated himself among some wistful POlsck
children he placed it in his lap and devoured the
contents at leisure during the performance The
popcorn was heavily srded with partially boiled
moasses, and Penrod sandwiched mouthfuls OF
peanuts with gobs of this mass until the peanuts
were all gone. After that, ne ate with less avid
ity; a almost of safety beginning 70 mani
fest itself TO him, and it not until the close
Of the performance that he disposed of the last
morsel.
He descended little heavily TO the outfowing
crowd in the arena and bought a caterwsuling toy
balloon, but showed no great enthusiasm in manp-
ulating il. Near the exit as he came out,
hot waffle stand which he had overlooked, and
sense Of duty obliged him to consume the three
waTles, thicky powdered with sugar, which the
waffle cooked for him upon command.
They left a hcttsh taste in his mouth; they had
not been quite up TO his anticipation, indeed, and
it was with sense of relief that he turned to the
"hokey -pokey" cart. which stood close at hand
laden with square slabs of "Nespoltsn ice cream"
wrapped in paper He thought the ice cream
would be cooling but somehow it fell short Of the
desired a
throat
He walked away. too languid TO blow his balloon,
and passed a fresh tafy booth with strange in
difference.
For some reason he put a considerable distance
between himself and the taffy stand, but before
long halted in the presence Of red-faced man
who fourished long fork over a small cooking
apparatus and shouted jovially: "Winnes! Here's
II Too fnp
the overworked brain, nourishing for the weak
stummck, entertaining for the tired business
mani Here's your hot winnics, three for a nickel,
a half-a-dime, the twentieth pot-of-a -dollah!"
Penrod placed the nickel in the red hand of the
red-faced man.
He ate two of the three greasy, cigarlike shapes
cordially pressed upon him in return. The first
bite convinced him that he had made mistake;
these winnes seemed of very inferior flavor
almost unpleasant in fact. But he felt obliged to
conceal his poor opinion of them for fear of
offending the red-faced man. He ate without
haste or eageness-so slowly, indeed, that he ne
gan 70 think the red-fsced man might dislike him
as a deterrent of trade. Perhaps Penrods MIND
was not working well, for he failed to remember
that no law compelled him TO remain under the
eve of the red-faced man. but the virulent repuI-
third sausage inspired him with at least an ex-
cuse for postponement.
Suddenly Penrod decided that it was time to go
home. e,, III. 49,;
Indeed. doctor" said Mrs. Schofeld with agl-
taton and profound conviction, just after O'Clock
that evening, Il shall always believe in mustard
nlasters-mustard plasters and hot-water bags II
+, hadn't been for them don't believe he'd have
1i,,ed .Il vou got here-l do not"
Margaret" called Mr.. Schofeld from the open
door Of a bedroom Margaret, where did you put
that aromatic ammonia? Where's Margaret
But he had TO find the aromatic spirits OF am
monia himself for Margaret was not in the mousse
She stood in the shadow beneath maple tree
near the street corner, guitar case in her hand
and she scanned with anxiety brskly approach
ing figure The light, swinging above re-
voaIed this figure as that Of him she awaited He
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