Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1892-02-11
ENOUGH FOR ONE DAY.
Man Who Got More Doughnuts Than
He Had Use For.

Il don't see how you can eat dough.
nuts" remarked a man in a Nassau
street restaurant, watching a friend in
the next chair devour a plateful of
those edibles with pie accompaniment.
Il used to like doughnuts myself"
he added refectively but | wouldn't
eat them now for dollar doughnut. :"
"Why?" inquired the friend, paus-
ing on the third doughnut.
We'll, | had an experience about
three years ago that sickened me of
the entire doughnut family. Ny wife
and | 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 a
painful of doughnuts for our especial
benefit. So we started off loaded with
them. We munched doughnuts 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. stepped off the
car at Utica to see my own sister, who
was living there and had come down
to the train 10 greet us. She had a
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 a
painful from mothers old recipe, so
you would have something to eat on
the train
Il wondered what my wife would
say when she saw me appearing with
additional doughnuts. but | accepted
the Gift with grateful air and went
back into the car.
What have you there, Hiramp"
said my wife. lifting the basket sus-
piciously.
"'Doughnuts.'
"There is only peck and half
left in the rack she said sarcastically;
so you were wise to bring more
MARY gave them to me. ventured
feebIy
well, you better send them back
to Mary or give them to the brake
man. As for me- she added with a
dyspeptic sigh, L shall not touch an
other doughnut for five years.
There wasn't any room ia the rack,
SO [ sat down and held that basket of
dOughnuts for four hours on nv lap.
sic and spend the night with ex-Sen-
ator Gibson. | didn't want to throw
Mary's doughnuts away. so | forced
down "a cake every now and then. and
when we came near Poughkeepsie we
stuffed most of the doGghuuts into my
yalise, fifteen or sixteen more into nv
wife's satchel, and at the last moment
| crowded the last half-dozen into NV
coat-tail pockets.
Gibson was waiting for US and
grabbed the satchels. It's so late,
Hiram he began, 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 doughnutsr I interrupted.
stopping short Oh the platform, while
my sighted coat tails hung
down like lead plummets. Fact is,
Gibson, | went on despairinglv. we
couldn't stand it if you said doughnuts
again. We've lived on those blasted
cakes all day. We're full of dough-
nuts and Indigestion now. There are
two peckS in our satchels and six
cakes in my coat-tail pocket at this
moment. Ii YOU say 'doughnut"
vel 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
| softly opened our bedroom window.
and we sprinkled the next yard with
cakes of all sizes and cOlOrs and de-
signs. The people that passed that
lot in the morning must have thought
a bakery had exploded.