The evening world., 1891-05-07

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"Yes. Taken many orders for your
towelrack yet"
"Hain't sold q blamed one, and I've
walked and talked till feel like an old
plough lett in the furrow all Winter. Had
lots o. fun, though"
"What seems to be tho troublef
"Waal, everybody seems to be all-hred
busy cleanin' house, maxim garden or
gittln' ready fur the circus. They hain't
no time TO talk. Land save We but down
at Huckleberry Plains l could git Bill Lap
ham, Deacon Taylor or Elder Scott to sit
down on salt barrel and talk to me all day
and not begrudpe the time. Here, every
body Is on tho bob, like sheep jumpin' q
ditch in the medder, and about the time
git my mouth open, they're of. DO I look
like hay stack"
"Spit Ter right out, my friend! You
can't hurt my feelln's ~
"Well, you have rustic look"
"Thankee, hoped did. / never travel
under false pretenses. I'm Noah David.
son Hammerhll, Of Huckleberry Plains,
notary public, roadmaster and In
ventor OF the justly celebrated Seek-No-
Further roller towel-rack. don't want
to be tooken fur nobody else. Met feller
up on Forty -oneth street yesterday, and
says he:
"' Hello Ebeneezer - what's hayseed
wuth In your town."
/" But you didn't mind that ?" I said.
" But did | See here Here's parcel of
timothy, and there's apother of clover.
brung 'em along to dust on my hat when 1t
package in either hand, and saysl
"Timothy is purity regular at 81 bushel,
but clover sort o'wobbles between &. % and
g. Here's some samples, and I'll take yer
order p
"The feller turned seven kinds Of red
and tried to laff, but It was good deal like
the laff Reube Schermerhorn indulged in
when he tried to jump 'leven feet and fell
into Green River. | guess III put leetle
more hayseed on my hat and collar.
don't want nobody to think I'm the
Guv' nor"
what do people say about the towel
rack :" asked as he was putting on the
hayseed."
Most OF 'em are sort o skeery over it,"
he replied. However, it's considerable
money to invest, and don't blame 'em.
Why, I've known Elder spooner, OF
Huckleberry Plains, TO start In with tin
| peddler at 8 o'clock In the mornin' and
only buy nine cents worth by sundown
Nobody's goin' to invest two shillins in O
kitchen roller towel-rack without KNOWN
the frost comes out o. the ground. Met a
feller In Fourth avenue yesterday and he
looked the rack all over and says:
"'Kin you wear this fur linen duster in
the Summer time, and do you warrant 1t to
wake the hired gal up at O'Clock in the
morninV
"see that II I'd bin q mind to lie
could have made sale, but wouldn't dc
It. This 'cre roller towel-rack has got tc
sell on its own merits or not ut ALL I'd fee
purity goin' home with my hind pockets full
OF bills to face sich men as Elder SpooneI
and Deacon Taylor, wouldn't /? know
what they'd say. The Elder he'd shet up hi.
umbrella and sit down on the steps Of the
drug store and say:
"'Noer, you've bin to New York and come
home with money mum to run cider mil
right along through two duh seasons, but
how did you git it, Did you lie to and de-
ceve them innocent people down there, ol
did you give 'em a fair show, same as q
feller has to inspect coonskin nailed upor
the smokehouse door ~
al shan't lie to nobody about this Seek
No-Further towel rack. She's fixed on tn,
back fur landscapes or mottoes-rollel
makes thirteen revolutions to pull, ant
she saves quarter Of yard OF towelling
You don't see no man with plug hat ant
q cane and shiny shoes around here, dc
youW
NO; have you met such a man."
"Bout an hour ago. was over there by
that ligger on hossback, when up comes
this gent and asks:
| Wy iIichu, pc you itoth tuo CouHtryE
fright from Huckleberry Plains = say
l. and I'll wrassle you side-hold, best tw,
in three, fur a peck of harvest apples'
"'I want to put you oh to good thing.
says he. "'Go down three squares an,
you'll see a sign of chop house. They wan
a feller there who is used to chopin woot
and they'll pay dollar cord. Nov
lively and you'll hit the job
81 moved. The goin' rate in our nay
burhood is only GO cents cord, and you'v
got to pile the bresh at that. When 10
down there the chop house man laffed III
thought he would bust, and he said ha,
bin given the grand guy. Must be som
mistake somewhere. The feller didn't Civ
me nuthin' as remember, but III knock
chip on'n his shoulder, even II git licked.