Than Spikes FiBt and Last Visit TO Portland
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oItiduu is Tue all 0dTnOeSt place
| ever seed. / was down there in '33
to see about my goin' to the Legisla
tour, and such rum time as | had,
you never heerd tell en-. Did | ever
tell you about the ice cream scrape !
had?"


We answered in the negative, and
he resumed


"Wall, I'd bin down thar two or
three days, pokin' about in every hole,
an thought Id seed every thing thar
was TO be seed. But tone day towards
snndown ! was going by shop in
Middle street that looked wonderfully
slick-there was all manner of candy
and peppermints an jessamints an
what nots at the windows. An then
thar war signs with gold letters on to
them, hangn' round the door, tellin'
how they sold Soda, Mead, an Ice
cream thar. ! says to myself, ! have
heern tell a good deal about this 'ere
ice cream, an now l'll be darned if
won't see what they'r made of. So !
puts my hands into my pockets an
walked in kinder careless an says to
chap standing behind the counter


"Doyou keep any ice creams tere?'


eyes, sir says he, chow much ii
have?"


81 considered "A mint ont, says L
a pint, sir."


"The young feller's face sweled
out, an he liked to have laughed right
out, but arter a while he asked


"Did you say pint, sir?"


"Sartin," says !, "but, p'raps you
don't retail, so | don't mind takin'
quart


"Wall, don't you think the feller
snorted right out. Tell yer what, it
made me feel sort O pison, an | gave
him look that sober'd him in about
mint, an when ! clinched my fist an
looked so at him, (here Mr.. S. favor
ed US with most diabolical express
sion) he hauled in his horns about the
quickest, an handed me a pint Of the
stuff as perlite as he could be. Wall,
| tasted IA mouthful Of it, an found it
as cold as The north side of Bethel hill
in January. Id half a mind to spit it
out, but jest then seed the conlec-
TONER chap grinning behind the door,
which riz my spunk. Gall smash it
all, thinks ], III not let that white liv-
cred monkey think I'm afcared-lll
eat the darned stuff if it freezes my
inards. tell yer what, I'D rather
skinned bear or whipped wild cat,
but | went it. ! eat the whole in a.
bout mint.


"Wall, in about quarter ofan hour
] began to feel a kinder gripy about
here" continued Ethan, pointing to
the lower part Of his stomach, "an'
kept on feeln no better fast, till at
last it seemed as though I'D got
steam ingin sawin' shingles in me. l
sot down on cheer aud bent myself
up like IA nut-cracker, thnkin' I'd
grin and bear it; but | couldn't set
still twisted and squirmed about
like an angle worm on hook, till at
last the chap as gin me the cream,
who had been lookin' on snickerin'
says to me-.


"Mister," says he, "what ails yer?"


calls mel" says ], "that are darned
stuff Of your'n is freezin' up my day
lights" says l.


"You eat too naucb." says lie.


81 tell yer didn't" screamed F,"l
know what's a'nuff an what's too
much without askin' you, an if you
don't leave off snickerin' I'll spile
your face"


"He cottened right down, an said