The farmers' union. (Memphis, Mo.) 1891-1895, 1891-08-06

| This isn't pleasant. scramble down
and ont and determine not to stay there
even If I have the right
] try third. and this time success
rewards me. stat To undrrss, and
wonder where l shall hang my clothes.
No nails, no hooks, no spa e for any
thing but my aching form. l am com
/ p"lIcd to double up my coat and We t
and usn them as a pillow, keeping on
the rest OF my clothes until | have
time 10 watch how the others manage
Oh. for a soft board III precinct cell
In preference to this
| toss about In agony. and 80 tire my
self By turnings and twis tngs that am
| almost doing when two hilarious beings
! enter shouting a London comic song
with refrain of "IIi-tiddcty-hi-ti. I'm
all right"
| venture to disagree with their opin-
ions OF themselves, and come very near
getting my heal luno he'd. but luckily
one of the enthusiasts is my n"ighbor,
LoUiS He pacifcs matters by crawling
all over ne. and goes OF To sleep after
tel ing his life history to himself in 4
riandi:n tone Then | 10 manage to
Indulge in few iitful slumbcrS. and
gladly arise at + o'clock u prepare for
breakfast.
Armed with my soap and towel mount
the adder. walk about thirty yards, and
join five others who are washing at an
iron tank filled with water from taps.
! Perfect ahlut on IS cat ot the question.
| am crowded away the moment touch
the water. and the bell rings for break
fast before am properly dry.
Our sunday breakfast consists of
bread. butter, and coffee. The bread
and butter lsamr old aXle grease IS i'll
tins on the table. the coffee. ready
milkcd rcondcnscd milk and water. with
pIepondrrancc cf the lat:erl aud
sugared. is brought round by the stew
ards In spOut.d cans aud poured into our
tin mugs rs we hold them ont. Here,
/ again. 1t Is q case of shove, and If you
don't shove forward pretty hard You are
! liable to get left.
| At 1890 VIC are rrng 70 our Sunday
dinner This consists Of soup, boiled
! Eeef (fron which the previous souD has
| evidently been made. for th"rc Is not the
! slightest nutrimcnt III the meatA, potl-
! toes IN their iacketS, and plum ~ pud
! ding. Here aga. II Is manifest that
| quantity z YES full place ~ quality. II
! is also evident that we must Srrani0l"
| for our food.
! The soup is In large tins paced on the
| floor, with ladr for self helpers. The
| beef is brought round IN another tin
| from which the steward extracts It.
| partly with n fork and partly with his
! t:ng rs The potatoes arrive IN another
| big tin. Fab grabs a, many as he
| feels Ike. and when one is satisfied he
| throws a few along the corridor to his
| friends.
| This may appear clever baseball
| practice, but 1t is hardly in accordance
with the etiquette of meal table
| R't; methods and not manners rule the
| stccragc. They are hcrded Ike beasts
| and they act as such.
! On Monday we have porrdge for
| breakfast. In addition to the coffee, etc
| have been wondering all along who
| cleaned our cups aud p'atcS. I-roor
| imagined that it was done by
the stewards. Not bit Of it. Louis
has been quietly doing mine, but this
morning Louis Is s'fil slumhering and I
! learn that every cmigrant washes his
own dishes, going TO the cooks galley
| for warm water for that purpose An