Schussboomer Tells Fearful Tale of Skis, Bones, and Tea

Schussboomer leaned back in his chair and gently blow a smoke ring toward the hat Rack. With a slight tinkle it landed for a perfect ringer, and the old master went on with his tale.

"Must have been about 1937. President Conant was skiing about 30 miles cast of here. Ski must have broken under him. He actually busted his collarbone."

Tension drew itself in the faces of his young listeners. Their hearts beat wildley, they leaned eagerly forward. Schussboomer knew what it meant. "Yes," he said, sadly tapping his pipe on the umbrella stand. "The tea was cancelled."