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Show A Three Days' Ju On Sulphuric Acid. ri Flf 1'rw. nliUni. ;tnri:n i f enuri letis a good story at-out an m-l toper lit tlif stale o ihn nni'll v.;it.r. hi II he fh'Kt K-1 1 down to ptacliic tin' town lM.avti-,1 .,r a drug store run liy nr.. i.r his (Holels. The dt Iia-l a soda fountain ninl lm' k of this, with the botlh-a of It i . 1 1 1 inborn Uc ni-i- dual, was pl.n . .I a bottle nf w liixky. In tlm ton n wan nn wlni:.-! arian. known ss I in Hilly. It was I'm le l:ill s hal.it to m. p in!,, f,,- ,rni. store every nuiiulng. pain. behind the counter, ami help himself to a tumbler tum-bler (if whisky. "flood riiornl ii-.-- he alwnya said, anil "flood mornln'. Cik-Ih Hilly." every-iHMly every-iHMly until to him. Tlia' Kan about all that passed in a conversational way as 1ib made ll regular morning rail. Or.o morning Uncle Hilly hail made hm regular visit In the habitat of the whisky liottle. and was Jnat disappear-Inn disappear-Inn throiiKh the disir when the drug-glut drug-glut discovered that Uncle Hilly had tlnink out of the wrong bottle. II" had taken hid potion from a bottle of ulphurlc acid. Well, the druggist was almoHt puniest rlckon. Uncle Illlly had gotten out of sight, meantime, and the druggist rloned the door of his hop. and In fear and trembling Kent for hla friend, the struggling young lawyer who Inter represented the atate In congress. When told the altuatlon " " i ii..n I iiu only thing tu .in mm I,. n the doom Just aa II initio; g lui'l 1. 11 1 i--n - and to awml 'I'i'i in ntntily eiocted word of Inch- Hilly deaib. Three days pa-Bid anil tin vinnl fame. Finally lii.-y were nl.uiit in conclude that he had dropped dead from his dose of II e puinin in some (ilmcure spin whcio mi one luel yet romo along In dli-.cnvcr him. when I'ncle Illlly. look-I'ik look-I'ik a lllile tho worse for wenr, but smiling all over, walked In rather nervously. ner-vously. The druggist was beside him-self him-self fur Joy. "Clad to see ynu. Undo Billy," he exclaimed, and repeated. "I am certainly cer-tainly glnd to seo you this morning. I've got a hnttlo of tho finest brand of whisky 1 want you to try." "Horry." answered Uncle Illlly, "but the fact Is the last time I waa here I got some that was a lectin bit differ-en,l differ-en,l from anything I ever had before. Hut It was Ihn finest I ever tasted, and 1 think I will stick to that." And the old man, who, Instead of being killed hy the poison, had gotten got-ten a three days' Jag on It, Insisted on being allowed to sample the sulphuric acid again. |