President McNamara of the City Council was hammering for order at 8:15 o'clock last night when the fire alarm in the City Hall rang four-three-one. "Must be near here," several in the audience whispered knowingly, but not as knowingly as those who noticed volumes of blue smoke pouring out of the heating ducts.
Yes, there was a fire in the basement of the City Hall, and soon shrieks of sirens and the roar of motors poured in the windows which had been opened to let the smoke pour out. This did not, however, deter the clerk from reading some matter-of-form letters. And curiosity, perhaps, but no surprise, moved many naive listeners when the President mumbled "The place is on fire" after each letter. As the fire sub-sided, though, they found he was saying "Placed on Fire"
That was not enough, however, for at 8:40 o'clock the sirens returned. It was not the City Hall, though; it was the Police Station.