Evening journal., 1898-03-03
Nor I'M THAT nusINFss.

nal Office yesterday IN Hne aiDSence OF
the Wayfarer and exhibited a postal
card signed "Wayfarer" and purport-
ing to have been written by him. 1t set
forth that The Wayfarer had his eye
on the soiled shades, or curtains. OF
her house. and that, II she did not
wash them, he would pay his respects
to her in these columns.
We wish to state, in the first place
that the postal card in question Was
never written by the Wayfarer, by
anybody for him or by any friend Of
his. The Wayfarer never writes postal
cards or letters over that name. II he
has any communication to make out-
side OF these columns 1t is done in his
personal capacity or in the name OF his
paper
He is neither spy nor a peeping
Tom. His whole endeavor has been to
make these columns pleasing and in
structive and free from offensive per-
sonalities. If he resorts to criticism 1t
is because public interests are threat
ened, but such criticism lis always
couched in terms which are unobJec-
tlOnable.
This woman who called WAS incensed.
The Wayfal'er does not blame her for
neighbOrs resOrted TO this despicable
method to give her advice concerning
her household duties We wish her
and AN others to understand THAT the
Wayfarer Is not engaged In sending
postal cards or letters 10 anybody; THAT
his columns are not to be made the
purveyors OF scandals, on threats on
other indecent matter II has been his
4 DO.
Book so clean THAT men, women and
children can read it with pleasure and
profit without offense to- the MOST ne.
fined OF their sensibilities.
So far as the woman in question: is
concerned, the Wayfarer wishes TO tell
her that she may let her curtains re
main out Of the wash until they stick
to the windOw-pa 10 is NO part Of
the Wayfarer's mission to drum up
business for the lanndry or for the
WasherwOmans international Asso-
citation, and il would be rank imperti-
nence on his part to call public ahten-
tion to amy part of her household
economy, even when 1t affects the soap
market.
THE TRADING STAMP EVIL
The Wayfarer was down in the p, W.
& b. railroad machine shops rambling
around and watching the men ait work
and the myriad OF wheels revolving on
their shafts He had no business there,
but no one appeared to call his atten
tion to the fact, and his inward moni-
tor was not in a particularly conscien-
tious mood, therefore he stayed until
he got tired.
While he was standing near the ma
chinery young fellow passed and one
Of his co-labOrers in the field of me-
chanics saluted him with the remark:
I'VE don't give trading stamps
here"
IL appeared to nettle the young fell
low, and the Wayfarer asked his per-
secutor what significance his remark
conveyed.
"Well, you see, he said, "that young
fellow has Just been getting married
He's a bully boy, and the fellows all
like him. but when they get a joke on
him they use it for all it is worth No
doubt he gets tired OF 1t, but the more
fatigued he becomes the better we like
it, and the fresher the sweet morsel
of fun is to us. Before he was married
he was a great fellow for trading
DldAhHNs Alt Qlu dAl HIS WtdiAlS MIltIt
he could get stamps, and we were given
to understand that he gave them to his
best girl, presumably to help along in
the cOmmendable work Of gathering
nice things for the home They had in
contemplation. Anyhow, he was a trad
ing stamp fiend OF the first water, and
we all knew It. He married here in
Delaware. and Cne Of the prerequisites
is marriage license. Il is one of the
first things the minister wants to see.
First he wants TO look at the license.
then at the bridal couple, and then at
the 80 or $40 bill. 1t is habit a
preacher has. He can't help IL. It
comes as natural as tea-drinking and
chicken-eating. Our young friend here
wanted to get license. He had heard
lhat the magistrates charged SO for
their licenses, while the clerk of the
peace was holding a bargain sale Of the
same important documents at $3.50
fafty cents means something to a
young man who is about to set up an
establishment Of his own. and II was
commendable in our friend that he de.
cided to go to the Court House and take
his pick Of licenses on Mr. Foards bar.
gain and remnant counter.
He entered the Office with an air ot
restraint His pale face had the rosiest
little flush on it, and it reminded on,
OF the blush of the peaches which GROW
in Seaford hundred.
want license he said. address
ing that tall young fellow with tn.
blonde moustache, who seems to h,
boss up there when Mr.. Foard is out o
the office.
We have several kinds Of licenses.
unis young fellow replied. II YOU wan.
liquor license we can give Won /,
wholesale, retail or fractional license
and
But I don't want LIQUOR license
! want a.
Oh, 1 see said this deputy. 'Yo'
want manufacturers license-what 4
the value Of your sales for a year?'
No, am not a manufacturer sal,
our young friend.
lhen | suppose you are a mer
chant? said the deputy.
No, want a.
see, broke in the deputy 'vo
want peddler's license. All right ~
have II ready for you in a minute. IN
fee will be
But I don't want a peddler's Il