The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1888-04-19

c0nee ls co1ee OF sioP, VI mHolnei 'no
sheets were changed after the last man
occupied the bed. Now, when wayfar'
ing man say, "You have very pretty
town, but your hotel is miserable" it is q
bad slam on the town. He leaves it with
bad impression, and he don't want to
go back any more. If he visits place
with good intent to locate or buy some
property, dirty hotel makes him home
sick and in a bad humor, and you can't
get good trade out of him. A man told
me- not long ago that he would have
invested in some fine mineral property in
north Georgia, but he was sick at the
stomach all the time he was there. The
diniDgroom had a foul odor when ne
entered it, and he didn't enjoy his vic
tuals. He said he was afraid to eat
anything but boiled eggs and baked po.
tatoes. If town wants to rise and
grow it would pay the community to
hire good landlord or landlady and run
a good decent hotel. When q man who
lives we'll at home is penned up abroad
in a dirty hotel he is restless and suspic-
ious, and in no humor to trade. But
satisfy his appetite and stuff him with
generous food, and he is all right and all
ready. If you want to attack man for
charity or generosity, go for him just
after he has finished good dinner.
Solomon tells about "bowels of mercies,
bowels of compassion" The heart has
nothing to do with mans emotions.
That is an autiquated mistake. 1t is
lower down. The heart may be utterly
diseased and the man not know it, but
let the organs of the appetite get out OF
order and the whole man is demoralized.
wish the T. P. AS would hire me to
travel and peruse the hotels, and when.
ever dident find decent one then 1
was to organize new one, and let the
drummers boycott all the others. Last
fall was down in lower Georgia and
some drnmmers asked me where I was
going to stop and 1 said: 81 don't
know; at the hotel reckon )" and they
said: "No, do you 60 with US; the hotel
is fraud, and we have set up nice,
good old widow lady, and we all go
there" So I followed them, and I never
found better place outside of my home.
Everything was SO clean and so nice.
The fare was not expensive, but it was
good. She had good honest sausage and
lye hominy, and eggs fried on both sides,
and loose in the middle, and good bread
and good coffee, and buttermilk, and the
plates we're all glossy, and the knife
handles felt like they were polished, and
everything about and about, made a man
fell like gentleman. A man can live
on sloppy victuals until he loses his gen.
tility, and will tell a lie, or cheat in q
trade, or use cuss words, or slander his
neighbor. A man will partake of his
surroundings and if be lives like hog
he will grow hcggish. l knew very
nice young man whose mother was pat.
tern of neatness and propriety. Well, he
married girl who was pretty and smalt
and dressed very nice on Sundays and
when company was about, but she was
slattern, nevertheless, and wore dirty
stockings with holes in the toes, and
dirty underclothes (they say she did) and
that young man began to go down and
down and lost his spirit and his gentility.
Cleanliness is next to Godliness, they
say, and I believe it.
BILL ARP.