The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1890-07-10

muscles Of his mouth twitched. He
waved aside the Offering with more
energy than courtesy.
''You are good, sir very good! But
never smoke! My nervous system is
idiosyncratic. Common prudence in
hibits the use on my part Of all mar
cotics and stimulants, if principle did
not. To he frank" -inclusiycly to all
present. am what Is known as q
temperance crank You may think the
less of me for tho confessions: in point
of fact. lost one charge III direct con-
sequence OF my peculiar views upon
this subject: but. if speak at all.
must be candid. Believe me. never
thclcss. Mr.. Gilchrist. your grateful
debtor for the proTercd gift. If you
will, now and then. let a kindly thought
| of me mingle with the smoke of your
burnt offering, the favor will be still
greater"
MAY I trouble you to say to Mrs.
Wayt that the cook you asked me to en-
gage for her can not come until next
Monday morning. said the practical
hostess. Mr.. Wayt's sonorons periods
always impelled her to severe bitter
ness and monosyllabic commonplaces.
Perhaps she can not wait So long?'
II take the responsibility of promis-
ing for her, madame. that she nM. Apart
| from the fact that her desire to secure
servant recommended by yourself
would reconcile her to a still longer de-
lay. her household, as at present COM
posed, has in itself the elements Of in
dependence. We have faithful. if
eccentric. servitor. who has an abnormal
passion for work in all its varieties. lie
is gardner, house servant, cook. groom,
mason and builder. as need requires. lie
mends his own clothes. cobbles his
skoes-and ! am not without sus-
plcion Of his proficiency as laundry
man."
lie rendered the catalogue with relish
for the humor of the situation. The ex-
igencies of parsonage life which had de-
ycloped the talents of his trusty re-
tainer, seemed TO have no pathos for the
master
Where did you find this treasure?
And is he Unique?' asked May,
laughingly.
II believe the credit of raking the
protoplasmic germ ont of the slums of
Chicago, where we were then sojourn-
ing. belongs to my wife's sister, Miss
Alling. The atmosphere Of our home
has warmed into growth latent POSSIBLE
tiles. fancy. 1t was white day for
poor Tony when the gutter-wash
stranded him at our door. Even now he
has physical weaknesses and mental de-
| ficiencies that make him striking OBJ
| tct-lesson as to the terrible truths Of
hcredity.'
''now many children have you, Mr..
Wayt?' questioned March. with irrele-
vance, verging upon ahruptness.
George W. Cables number five.
You may recall the witty puzzle he set
for Massachusetts Sunday school.
Il have five children he said, .and
half of them are girls. What is the hail
of fivc?' Two and halfr came from
the perplexed listeners. 1t transpired,
eventually, that the other half were
girls, Also
lie was an entertaining man, or would
have been had he been colloquial in.
stead of histatory. Yet what he said
was telling rather from the degree OF
Importance he evidently attached TO it
than from the worth of the matter. In
a smaller speaker, his style would have
been airy. Standing, as he did, six fee,
/ In his slippers, he was always nearly
occasionally, quitc-imposing. Men OF
his profession seldom converse well.
The habit of hebdomadal speech-mak.
ing runs over and saturates the six
working days. Pastoral visitation is
undoubtedly measural5ly responsible 70,
the trick of talking a. for duty's sake
and to q roomfull. The essential need
of the public speaker Is audience, and
to this, actual or visionary. he is prone
to address himself. Mr.. Wayt could no,
bid an acquaintance 'Nood morning,
in a Glance encounter upon boat or car
aWitho,l embracing every passenger
within We scope of his orotund tones
in the sa.'itation. A poseur during his
waking hours, he probably continued t.
catel4t.s tao ubiquitous audience in his
dreams.
"Coms out for turn on the piazza
May" Proposed March, after the guest
had taket: his leave.
The mig u was titled with Divine calm.
The Gilcl fist house surmountetl a knoll
from With the beautiful town rolled
away on al sides. In the distance a
glistening :ine showed where tho bay
divided Je'-ry meadows from the ram
! parts OF tho Highlands. The turf Of