Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-10-20

to make the HeaS reel ln danger, sO Iu0J would leave him. Seems to me, if every man kept as many dogs as they do in Constantinople, the fleas would take to the dogs, but they say here that feas will leave dog and get on human being, because they like the smell of garlic, as every Spaniard eats garlic a dozen times day. They are trying to teach dogs to eat garlic, but no self- respecting dog will touch it.
 We have had to fill up on garlic in order to be able to talk with the peo- pie, cause dad got seasiek the first day here, everybody smelled 80 oniony. Dad wanted druggist to put up onions in capsules, like they do quinine, so he could take onions and not taste them, but he couldn't make the man under stand There ought to be law against any person eating onions, unless he is under a death sentence. But you can stand man with the onion habit, after you get used to it. It is woman, a beautiful woman, one you would like to have take you on her lap and pet you, that ought to know better than to eat onions. Gee, but when you see a woman that is so beautiful it makes her ache to carry her beauty around, and you get near to her and expect to breathe the odor of roses and violets, it makes you tired when she opens her mouth to say soft words of love, and there comes to your nos trils the odor of onions. Do you know, nothing would make me commit sui eide so quick as to have wife who habitually loaded herself with onions?
 Dad was buying some candy for me at confectionery shop, of beautiful Spanish woman, and when he asked how much it was, she bent over towards him in the most bewitching manner, and breathed in his face, and said: Quatro-realis, seignor," which meant -four bits, mister" and he handed her a fve-dollar gold piece and went out doors for breath of fresh air, and let her keep the change. He said she was welcome to the $4,50, if she would not breathe towards him again.
 We'll, we have taken in the town, looked at the cathedrals, attended the sessions of the Cortez, and the gambling houses, saw the people sell the staple products of the country, which are prunes, tomatoes and wine. The peo- pie do not care what happens as long as they have quart of wine. In some countries the question of existence is bread, but in Spain it is wine. No one is so poor they cannot have poor wine, and with wine nothing else is necessary; but a piece of cheese and bread helps the wine some, though either could be dispensed with. In some countries wine, women and song" are all that is necessary to live. Here 1t is wine, cheese and an onion.
 We went to see the king, because he is such young boy, and dad thought it would encourage the ruler to see an American statesman, and to mingle with an American boy, who could give him cards and spades, and little casino, and beat him at any game. made dad put on a lot of badges we had col lected in our town when there were conventions held there, and when they were all pinned on dads breast he looked like an admiral. There was a badge of Modern Woodmen, one of the Hardware Dealers association, one of the Wholesale Druggists, one of the Amalgamated Association of Railway Trainmen, one of the Farmers Alliance, one of the Butter and Cheesemen's con- vention, one of the State Undertakers' Guild, and half dozen others in brass, bronze and tin, on various colored rib bons.
 Say, do you know, when they ushered us into the throne room at the palace, and the little king, who looked like a student in the high school, with dys- pepsia from over study and cake be- tween meals, saw dad, he thought he was the most distinguished American he had ever seen, and he invited dad up beside him on the throne, and dad sat in the chair that the queen will sit in when the boy king gets married, and