Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1891-10-23
DoUeHNUTs ENOUGH FOR ONE DAY.

He Was Fond of Them Once, but Days
Travelling Cured Him of the Habit.
81 don't see how you can eat doughnuts,"
remarked a man in Nassau street restau
rant, watching friend in the next chair
devour plateful of those edibles with pie
accompaniment while the thermometer
outside gamboled about between 80 and
100 dogs.
81 used to like doughnuts myself" he
added retlectively, "but | wouldn't eat
them now for dollar doughnut."
"Why?" inquired the friend, pausing on
the third doughnut.
"Well, | had an experience about three
years ago that sickened me of the entire
doughnut family My wife and l were
visiting relatives of hers up in Batavia.
We were both fond of doughnuts, and
when we prepared to come away my wife's
sister fried up painful of doughnuts for
our especial benefit. So we started off
loaded with them. We munched dough
nuts all the way from Batavia to Utica
and by that time we were pretty well filled
up, but there were enough cakes left to
stock a picnic.
81 stepped off the car at Utica to see my
own sister, who was living there and had
come down to the train to greet us. She
had four-quart basket with her, and after
the usual remarks she handed over the
basket and said: Hiram, happened to
think how fond Of doughnuts you are, so
went right out and fried up painful
from mothers old receipt so you would
have something to eat on the train
81 wondered what my wife would say
when she saw me appearing with addi-
fipnul nnnhnntg hnf | upnantn1 tho ui Fl
with grateful air and went back into the
car.
"'What have you there, HiramT said
my wife, lifting the basket suspiciously.
"'Doughnuts.'
"'There is only peck and a half left in
the rack she said sarcastically; so you
were wise to bring more
"'Mary gave them to me- / ventured
feebly.
"'Well, you had better send them back
to Mary or give them to the brakeman. AS
for me- she added with dyspeptic sigh,
Il shall not touch another doughnut for
five years
"Thtre wasn't any room in the rack, so
| sat down and held that basket of dough
nuts for four hours on my lap. We were
going TO stop off at poughkeepse and
spend the night with ex-senator Gibson. |
didn't want to throw Marys doughnuts
away, so forced down cake every now
and then, and when we came near Pough-
keepsie we stuffed most of the doughnuUs
into my valise, fifteen or sixteen more into
my wifes satchel, and at the last moment
| crowded the last half dozen into my coat
tail pockets.
Gibson was waiting for us and grabbed
the satchels. It's so late, Hiram he be.
gan, that We'll only give you cold bite
when you get up to the house. | happened
to remember how fond Of doughnuts you
are, so my wife fried up
"'Not doughnutsp | interrupted stop
ping short on the platform, while my
doughnut weighted coat tails hung down
like lead plummets. Fact is, Gibson
went or despairingly, we couldn't stand
it if you said doughnuts again. We've
lived on those blasted cakes all day. We're
full of doughnuts and indigestion now.
There are two pecks in our satchels and
six cakes in my coat tail pocket at this mo-
ment, If you say "doughnut" We'll sit
here in the station all night
He looked surprised and said we must
be tired. We were, inside and out When
we reached the house Gibson hurried in
first, and we didn't see or hear doughnut,
but that night l softly opened our bed
room window and we sprinkled the next
yard with cakes Of all sizes and colors and
designs. The people that passed that lot
in the morning must have thought bak-
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