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Show Gate Way Club Parties Thursday, December 19, 1929 was the Gcene, and the Gateway Chib, and wives wiv-es the actors. The Gate Way Club, for them as don't know it. Is a bunch af guys whose big interest in life is to get one night of peace, and a square meal In a month at least The club is strictly masculine and once each year the better nine tenths is allowed to attend. On that night all the sweethearts are told to be in absence. With visions of an awfu 1 evening the benedicts dragged in the old anchor chain, all decked up in their best bibs and tuckers and set to get an eyefull of the reason hnjby ducks every first and third Thursday in the month. There Is a question on the minutes as to just who it was attended, Dr. and Sirs. Bishop, or Mr. and Mrs. Duke, Nuff said on that, ; The evening started with a grnnd and glorious feed that put all the 18 day diet victims back to normal. The demltasse gargled the crowd retired re-tired to the dancing saloon for the rest of the progrnm. Everett and Bill Sexton Sex-ton started the evening with some hot music on the Guitar and Accordion. Next Doc. Bishop tried a Carusoe on the crowd that-did not go over at all big . More music from the Sexton boys and then the Prophet, Seer and Reve-lator, Reve-lator, R. G. Porter got away with some fast, stuff to take place in the near future. Iiook'ing into a dead Mazda, R. G. saw the future manager of Sears and Roebuck in the portly figure of Iwe Ashton. G. V. Billings was trying to sell the Statue of Liberty to a group of Duchesne ieople, as a representative representa-tive of the largest group of New-York New-York Realtor's. Dr. Bishop, as a long Laired, soulful eyed poet. Geo. Bowers, Bow-ers, as the Editor of the New York Times. Win. Case, as the champion pool and billiard player. Ernest Crocker as the successor to the Presdency of the Ilenery Fori Motor plant. Vic. Duke as the champion heavy weight leather pusher of the world. Ed Hart doing the Earl Carrol stunt on a still larger scale. Gazing once more into the mazda he saw sitting on one of the wires a conference con-ference of the prominent members of the cabinet in Washington. Wm. II. Fitzwater. P. M. G., and LeRoy Funk Secretary of Agriculture, both trying to trace a lost. 2 cent stamp sent on a penalty envelope. On the other tungsten tung-sten was the educational boys. In the Bureau of Education, stood W. A. Pax-ton Pax-ton as Commissioner, O. C. Txickhart, a deputy, and Bud Winslow as third deputy commissioner. Judge L. A. Hollenhcck- was seen industriously in-dustriously mixing cement for the Bou-l j der Dam. Geo. C. Kohl was a leading (Continued on Page 5) Gate Way Club Parties (Continued from.' Page 1) corset and hairpin manufacturer. Elmer El-mer Mickelson with a big eye shade on, was selling shoes in the ladles department de-partment of a big shoe store. (At that he was trying to get In a' peek edgeways.) edge-ways.) Carl Santesson was. a leading Jockey in the Hamburger Steaks. L. IS. Simpson wus a big butter and egg man with a blonde on each arm, as he took ; in the great white way. J. G. Whltford was a big under cover man on the Federal Prohibition squad. J. R. Pope had Just finished a non stop flight around the world, feeding hs motor only on-ly on hot air. J. P. Madsen was doing the John Gilbert on the screen so well that maidens were daily committing suicide ,by the thousands, to think' he was married. Guy Ilollenbeck was overseeing the placing of concrete forms for the great Salt Lake to Vernal Ver-nal speedway. R. U Price could be seen as he controlled the many wires of his vast underworld kingdom, trying try-ing to freeze out the great move producer, pro-ducer, Oaks Halstead. Dr. 'Seward White had Jnst figured out a way to make a noiseless torn cat in his great cat and dog hospital. Lloyd Pope wns the handsomest grass widower In the State. With a sigh of horror the seer looked look-ed Into the lowest part of the mazda to see O. J. Smith smashing "speakeasies," "speak-easies," and destroying liquor by the barrel in his great dry crusade. Jim Mickelson lay threshing his head against the wall of his padded cell as he threw a terrible fit in the house of detention for cigarrett fends, at the Keeley Institute. Last and least the seer saw himself as convict 999 at Leavenworth where the remainder of Ids career was to be spent simply because in a fit of anger he had tapped his wife a bit too hard wth a seeron of lead pipe. To relieve the tension, the Sexton boys again broke forth in tune and quelled the savage breasts. G. V. Billings Bil-lings oration on the history of the Club was the next K. O. To quote the mayor may-or we start, "Once upon a time, to be exact it came to pass in the year of our Lord 1920, in the month of May, the seventh day thereof: three little boys, Bobble, Mike and Vick, (the big one,) were playing hookey on Bobbies front lawn, (there was a back lawn Jmt it was too close to the wood pile,) Bob pipes up to Mike and Vick; "I'm tired of eating the grub my girl is putting put-ting out. Let's go down to the Japanese Japa-nese garden and put on a real nose bag." "O. K." says Mike, but Vie ain't so sure about the results. Now listen gnys says he, what if the femmes don't take it so hot? After a lot of chin to the affirmative, Vick (still the one with no dandruff) finally decided to plunge and boy, how they did. The three finally ran out. of gab and it was decided that each of them would in vite six. otner memoers. xnus started the mystic sevens, or the dirty Clu Clam of 21. A moon or two wns used before a gang that would be all for one, and none for all was finally picked. pick-ed. Finally they picked, Axelguard, the lumberman, George, of the press, (wine and otherwise). Fred, the Elat-erite Elat-erite hound, Tom, the drygoods guy, Daddy Grant, Fitz, the P. M. G., the 'ambitious, Randolph, the pedagoter, j Jim, the bishop; Elmer, a letter lifter; WInford, the scholar; George C, the) groceryman ; Oliver, the guardian of the nickles; Arzy, the sleuth; Axel, the trader ; Ernest, the big chair and table man; Carl, the grease ball and Guy, the big bolt and nut man. Twenty days later the mystic council coun-cil gathered for chow on "C" Street to wine, dine and organize. Bobble was to J? the big shot with Viclc and Mike to occupy the right and left sides as aides. Winford was to keep track of as much talk as possible and to send the boys a reminder that their dues was due. It took a long time to decide de-cide on a moniker for the bunch, but some nit wit says, 'iiere gang, this is the gateway to the basin, so we are the gateway club, and so she Ik?. At the close of the first feed, it was found that some one had been over charged and there was a sinking fund of $0.95 left over. Bobbie springs a fast one on the crowd and shows them that at such a rate all of theni could be millionaires if the accumula-ton accumula-ton of these meetings were to be saved for a million years. Imagine if yon can the enthusiasm that greeted this savior sav-ior of mankind.' The boys felt so big hearted they decided de-cided to give a few more a chance to know the joys of an income tax, and another seven wns added. Judge Lloyd, ole butter an eggs. Bill, the pen pusher. A. Feller, with a strong arm, and Jim, the Ingersol specialist, were the only ones that would bite. In a frenzy of good will in Aignst of 1927, a couple or two more were put on the list. Lowe Ashton, shirts find sox, O. J. Rummie, Bud the lizzie liz-zie herder, Ernest, another can chaser, Dr. Blsh, D. D. S. (die during ser-vce.) ser-vce.) and Peterson, the biscuit duster. Still the coffers weie not what they should be, so in November, Vie (the one with the dandruff), Rulon J. the banister, and . Bill, the Baker, were, added. With the swag still short, in 1925) a .bunch of moneyed men were added. Jay, the Pope's sou, Madison, the game guy, Guy of the rock rollers, Price, the capitolist. Funk, a back to the dirt mon. Oaks, on the celluloid. Lloyd a brother of the Pope, . and a White man, the healer. Today the club stands, right or wrong, ,10 strong. Not all the boys have' stuck it out. Wives, etc., being the conflicting element to be taken in consideration. The only reason the better nine tenths are invited is to keep alive the only alibi left to get out once in a while. Jim Mickelson led the CInV in community com-munity singing, nnd boy, how those palates did warble. Mrs. Paxton nnd the Bishop shook a mean pair of kicks in a snappy Jig. Following this, the crowd strutted to the Legion hall to take in a short but nifty struggle. Alls well that ends well. |