The San Francisco call., 1905-08-06

dinner 10 the leaders of the men
who were undoubtedly going TO
a elect him-they said Having had
no experience in politics Mr.. Bugg was
thought TO be an honest man. They gave
TO him the title of Honorable" for the
sufficient reason that once when the
president Of the State Fair Association
gave a talk in the WALLACE church. Mr..
Bugg introduced the speaker with a few
most happily chosen remarks This was
the beginning Of his candidacy for the
legislature. The idea for a dinner came,
he said, in the nature Of an inspiration.
He was walking about in his woods
pasture, not thinking about anything in
particular, when as suddenly as the we'll
worn lightning out of that old and ia
miliar clear sky. the idea flashed upon
him that It would be we'll TO give a din
ner. He did not halt to debate with this
inspirational suggestion. Such flashes,
proving a higher state of existence either
heretofore or hereafter, are not to be
piled with prosaic questions. So, Bugg
struck a trot for the house Into the
kitchen where his wife was patching a
milk strainer with a piece of thin cloth
he burst, even as suddenly as the in
spired idea had broken in upon his own
mind. Kate" he said, I'VE are going TO
give dinner
She was a woman Of strength. She
had met many an unexpected shock. but
now she dropped the strainer and ex-
claimed: For the land sake"
Well, the dinner was given and there
were present more than one notable of
the neighborhood. Shang W. Mowlett,
editor Of the country paper, drove out
from the village Of Purdy The Rev.
Mr.. Haney. recalled to the circuit after
an absence Of one year, was early upon
the scene. The good wife" of the can
didste hoped that the brother had
brought his appetite with him, and when
opportunity offered the brother proved
to her that he had. The table was set
beneath a mulberry tree. Upon the
white cloth the shadows Of the wavering
leaves wove fantastic shadows, or at
least such was the observations of Miss
Paulina S. Beck, teacher of the neighbor-
hood school. She murmured this con-
ceit 10 the Rev. Mr. Haney and with fit
ting seriousness he cleared his throat and
said that in his opinion she had un-
doubtedly struck upon a poetic if not a
profound truth. Present among them
was a baked shote, known as a peach
orchard barrow, lean, active and pos
sessed Of much juice. He had been brown
cd to a mountaineering crisp. Along to-
ward the fag end of the feast the candi-
date talked eloquently of his prospects;
and having been assured of his election,
intimated that conversation on other top
Jucklin," said he. what do you think
OF eating in general?"
"Overdone more than almost any
other necessary thing" the old man
answered. Mature has given man
good deal OF judgment and has en-
dowed the brute creation with instinct,
but neither judgment nor instinct al
ways ,serve TO keep man and beast from
gorgin' themselves with food"
"Ah, you would seem to mako glut-
tony as much OF an evil as drink"
spoke up Mr. Haney.
Yes, a more universal evil-physic-
ally. Eatin' is a more individual evil,
II is true; but it is a great evil just
the same. A man that eats too much
dulls his brain and renders his body
inactive"
But does not abuse his family" said
Mr. Haney. The school ma'am smiled.
We'll, it might not seem so. but is it
a, fact? Too much food makes a man
nl-natured. Digestion is the seat of
good-humor. An overloaded stomach
doesn't inspire cheerful words. The
meanest man I ever knew never took a
drink OF liquor, but It would have
strained a hog to keep pace with him
in the eatin' line. Delicate men often