WAKING UP THE BIG HOTEL.

Northland Age, Volume IV, Issue 47, 13 July 1908, Page 8

WAKING UP THE BIG HOTEL.

f 1 “Attention ! Cqmpony F, halt 1 Right, left; right lefit. Halt !" The stentorian voice amd loud clash of arms at midnight awakened everybody on the third floor of the big hotel. Visitors, porters, boys, and chambermaids ran shrieking into the corridors. “What’s up? Where are the soldiers?" “Are the troops ordered out?" “What’s the row ?" i “Forward ! Present arms ! Charge bayonets ! Fire !" Heads ducked, and a foreign, voice called out over the banister : “Vat eez’t ? Ze enemy has •come*?' Ha !" , "Boom ! Ta-ra-ra-b o o m-de-ay 1 Company F, halt ! Left, rights Advance on the left wing. Shotflder arms. A-at-tention !" Everybody gazed at the closed door on the other side of which the. military commands were thundered. As the noise increased, so did the excitement, and soon the 'landlord, accompanied by his force of assistants appeared on the scene. Rub-a-dab, rub-a-dab ! went a drum that sounded like a clarion of war, and as the landlord readied the door from which the sound proceeded, he was greeted by the din of an advancing army. “Charge ! Right wheel ! S’lute your commanding officer, company F !’’ ! * “Helloa, there, company F \ Who , are you*? How did you get in !’’ called the landlord, angrily “Let me in, there !’’ “Right, left ; right, left—march !" commanded the voice, as the door was flung open, disclosing a small man wrapped in a quilt, carrying a very wide-awake infant and a toy drum. The crowd gave just one look, and then fell over each other in their hurry to disperse, while the little man was explaining mildly “I’ve been trying to amuse the 1 baby."