Undertaker and Confectioner.
}}"Diseases of Horses and Children a Specialty."
John White, Ptr.
The flames spread rapidly, until they threat ened the Palace rink of our
esteemed fellow-townsman, Mr. Pendergast, whose genial and urbane manner
has endeared him to all.
With a degree of forethought worthy of a better cause, Mr. Leroy
W. Butts suggested the propriety of calling out the hook and ladder
company, an organization of which every one seemed to be justly proud.
Some delay ensued in trying to find the janitor of Pioneer Hook and
Ladder Company No. 1's building, but at last he was secured, and after
he had gone home for the key, Mr. Butts ran swiftly down the street
to awake the foreman, but after he had dressed himself and inquired
anxiously about the fire, he said that he was not foreman of the company
since the 2d of April.
Meantime the fire-fiend continued to rise up ever and anon on his hind
feet and lick up salt barrel after salt barrel in close proximity to the
Palace rink, owned by our esteemed fellow-citizen, Mr. Pendergast. Twice
Mr. Pendergast was seen to shudder, after which he went home and filled
out a blank which he forwarded to the insurance company.
Just as the town seemed doomed the hook-and-ladder company came rushing
down the street with their navy-blue hook-and-ladder truck. It is indeed
a beauty, being one of the Excelsior noiseless hook-and-ladder factory's
best instruments, with tall red pails and rich blue ladders.
Some delay ensued, as several of the officers claimed that under a new
by-law passed in January they were permitted to ride on the truck to
fires. This having been objected to by a gentleman who had lived in
Chicago for several years, a copy of the by-laws was sent for and the
dispute summarily settled. The company now donned its rubber overcoats
with great coolness and proceeded at once to deftly twist the tail of
the fire-fiend.
It was a thrilling sight as James McDonald, a brother of Terrance
McDonald, Trombone, Ind., rapidly ascended one of the ladders in the
full glare of the devouring element and fell off again.
Then a wild cheer rose to a height of about nine feet, and all again
became confused.
It was now past 11 o'clock, and several of the members of the
hook-and-ladder company who had to get up early the next day in order to
catch a train excused themselves and went home to seek much-needed rest.
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