It was a grand day. The Canadians are there during the winter in such strong force that they have a club room for themselves, and on the door was a card which read: “Canadian Club,” and beneath it, “7:30”—signifying that a club meeting was to be held that evening at that hour. Mike Heenan, the Michigan Central Railway detective of Detroit, who is well-known throughout Western Ontario, and who was visiting St. Petersburg, didn’t read it exactly in that light.
“Holy Smoke,” he said, “Canadian Club—7:30. Minny’s the bottle I’ve bought for a dollar-tin, aye and for ninety cents.”
And then everybody smiled.
CHAPTER XV
Christmas and Its Cheer—Will Sell Anything for
Gin But Children’s Christmas Stockings—Santa
Claus No Myth—Dreary Christmas—Mr.
Perkins’ Cutter—A Lively Christmas
Gathering—Tiny Tim’s