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Show Zion Cools Her Parched Throat With Many Ices Rambler in Town Notes Festive Sights Week Days and Sabbath Seriousness. Salt Ike cooled its throat with approximately ap-proximately 600 gallons of ice cream yes- i terday, and came" back for a hundred more before the streets cleared an hour before midnight. j It was a typical Sunday night in Salt Lake. j Filmy-gowned girls clung to the arms of PaJm Beach suits and drifted easily j under the street lights. I Hour-glass ladies walked arm-in-arm with pear-shaped men and gazed into the lighted windows with frank interest at the prim wax figures wearing Paris j gowns or the little trundle wagons that are created to peddle Iced tea and lemonade lemon-ade around the front porch. Nearlv fifty soda fountains in the business busi-ness district swished and gurgled forth j effervescent drinks and cooling concoc- tions to be consumed by a steady stream , of Sunday evening strollers. j "Folks drink more fizz-water and eat ! ' more ice cream on a fairly cool night like this than on the sizzling hot ones." observed ob-served a soda clerk who looked like a hospital interne in spotless white duck. "I call this most awfully warm, you know," responded a youth with an English Eng-lish accent acquired in Duluth. Opinions on the weather varied, but what was perhaps the most interesting comment on a Sunday evening in Salt Lake was made bv Mrs. Chadwick-Lee of Chicago, who is at the Kenyon hotel with 1 her daughter, Dorothy Chadwlck-L.ee, of; eastern dancing reputation. "Salt "Lake seems to have a perpetual Mardi Gras," said Mrs. Lee. "I have been here since Saturday morning. The crowd Saturday night might have been taken from Coney Island, New York, peace-time Paris or New Orleans. Every-bodv Every-bodv seems happv and festive. Tonight the "whole aspect is changed. The people are happv. Thev walk about with the carnival spirit near the surface, but It Is subdued. - I wondered wbv for a mo- , ment. but now I know. It is the Sabbath evening. I "V'hen I reached Salt Take the sound of band music greeted me. It seemed as! thouKh there were some great fete In j progress. I at once looked for confetti j and horns and ticklers, but it eeems to j be the Salt Lake aniht. I "In the business hours the town teems j with activity. Great deMs seem ripe W j be consummated on every corner. When I evening comes the citv throws off the j mantle of commerce and In its stead dons j the pibald motlev of the carnival. "It is wonderful." concluded this I woman, who has watched Paris, New York and New Orleans play, "to see a city full of people who live in a round of happiness." |