The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1891-12-22

a place he begins by going there. He
was right glad to see me, and his face
lighted up the moment he SAW me with
such a look Of delirious pleasure that |
felt glad l could shed SUI II sunlight on
the pathway of others. Mr., D~ougherty
is q most eloquent speaker, a keen
! judge of intellect and ability in others,
and is writing a life of Edwin Forrest,
which Will be sold only by subscription,
in cloth, $3.50; library style, 81; full
Russia, with bevcled edges So.
ROUGE DE THEArER.
1t was in Michigan last week that
Mr.. Burbank and | went TO the drug
store to get some things il the way q
grease paints and flake white, for
identifying ami Whitening the neck
and arms for evening dress. Nr.
Burbank inquired for some rouge Gle
theater. That means theatrical rouge.
| give this explanation because | am q
good French scholar, and used to
translate French. novels until l had
a severe illness which showed me how
uncertain life is, and then l made a
solemn promise that | would be a
better man. So l DO not translate
| French novels now. l am far from
| what 1 ought to be, of course, yet, bat
| | have made that much Of a stride in
| the right direction.
Got any rouge2" Mr.. B. asked,
any what!"
"ROuge!'
"Rouge?"
Yes, rouge
"Why I believe so. What color do
you want2'
This is not the creation Of a ~feverish
imagination or just eve fat lines to
tickle the printer alone. 1t is h eeternal
truth, and 1 can prove it.
Near the kentucky line, on the J. NJ.
and | road, my attention was called to
an obese gentleman with a chin beard
which looked as though it had been
used for thirty or forty years as a
hearth broom. lie ate apples, slept
| and visited the ice water end of the
car often, accompanied by a large
barometer with a cork IN 1t.
Sometimes he would ask the rest Of
| US to 20 with him and see what the
weather was going to be for the blue
grass country. He generally went by
himself ami returned with happy tears
in his eyes and a breath that would
polish q plate glass mirror and remove
warts, freckles, tan, superf1uous hair
and democratic votes.
Then he would take out his teeth and
cleanse them neatly On the linen cover
Of the parlor car chair. He was just
that neat and pernickety that every
thing about him must be nice and
clean. even his teeth. Then he would
eat an apple with his p~ocketknife,
carefully wiping it on his trousers
before and after using it. never saw
such q neat a Then he would go
again to the tank with his barometer
and como back, dignitied but courtly
and kind.
Once he met ahandsome little blonde
boy in the aisle and reached out to pat
him on the head, but his weather re
searches had worn him out pretty well,
so he missed the child and struck an
old woman from Peru, Ind, on the
brow, pulling off her spectacles and
sticking them in her lunch before he
could recover
THE OBESE Man ASLEEP.
As I write these lines he sits opposite
me asleep. Judging by the wrinkles
in the roof Of his mouth, | would say
that he is a man about sixty-eight
years of age, but wonderfully well
preserved.
He has done it himself. He has done
it by means of alcohol. You know
self preservation is the first law of
nature.
But I oughtn't to make such light
and fippant remarks about 50 gentle
| and lovable man as he seems to be; a
man whose whole being is Is open as
the day, as far us the eye can reach.
| feel half ashamed now that I have
exposed him even thus to my gentle
and indulgent reader.
He shows every mark of a most
kindly nature, and I'll bet anything
that will be respectable and not re
garded as gambling that no hungry
man ever left his door and no homeless
wanderer ever, with wet eyes, turned
hopelessly from that broad and vel
come doormat at the portals of the
home where this old gentleman re