The Donaldsonville chief., 1906-09-01
Bv CHARLES N. GREWDSoN
aushor of "Taes of the Rood" Eee.l
9o6, by Joseph 3. Bowlesl

lauehor of "Tales
G@y&pssssgap epae~eepas
Copyright, 1906, b
The manager of large wholesale
house sat in his Office. He had started
to rustic for himself at the age OF L
In little country store By hard work
he had made himself the acting head
of large wholesale firm and held IN
the vault big slice of the company s
stock. juicy in dividends.
When he had to quit school and go
to work he was just beginning the
third part of arithmetic and a simple
volume of United States history. He
would have had a much larger slice
Of the firms stock had he not been
disbeliever in race suicide and had ne
not felt that all of his seven sons
should have a university education and
training for some profession.
AS the old man read his mail, his
youngest son, John, who only that
morning had returned from nine
months at the university, came into
the Office. The old man was fond Of
his children and especially loved his
youngest son. Although a man of bus
iness the veteran was genial in his
makeup; he was democratic; he felt
himself as good as a supreme court
Judge and no better than the elevator
boy.
John was logged in the latest fash
ion-on each foot a shoe the shape of
half yacht, trousers freshly creased
and rolled up at the bottom, straw hat,
the band of which emblazoned his
Greek letter fraternity colors In one
of his gloyed hands he carried a walk
Ing stick-in the other his Phi. B. de-
gree he had just got at Harvard. The
old man was so glad to see John that
he Rugged him when he came into the
Office.
We'll; you've got your degree,
John?''
Eyes. father. Here it is. I'll show it
to you"
John took an initial silver cigarette
case out of his pocket; lit a coffin nail
with a wax match, and, slipping the
bow knot of the blue ribbon tied
around his degree, rolled his sheep
skin out upon the old mans desk.
"Hm, hm-you finally got it, John.
Read it to me"
Wanted Straight American.
John began mumbling over the Lat
| In words on his Phi. B. degree, conltag
soon to his own name, .Joannis Caro-
lianus Witherspoon.
.tOh-hold on there with that stuff.
| John, this Joannis Carolianus busi-
ness; give me the John-C Charley OF it.!
/ want you to talk to your old dad In
the straight American language. 4
DON. know anything about that stuff. 4
Then Joannis began to stansmer
over his translation of his Latin sheep
skin. He made such a botched job Of
Il that the old man soon blurted out:
We'll, never mind what it is just SO
long as you've got it. . Thea, like a
business man, having brought one deal
ta a head the old man started in on
another a:,d turned TO Joan lis with t:sp
remark:
Well, now look here, John; you are
a man now. You are q years old and
have this here degree, what are you
going to do?''
..Well, after | have my vacation,
father
Vacation, hi! You haven't had
anything but vacation since you were
born and you haven't given a vaca-
/ ton to your mother and me since /
used to walk you nights to keep you
/ from bowling. Now you've been
through school and got what you
vanted-you know was kind of hall
a mind not to give you this last four
years anyhow-now what are you go
ing to do?"
.WeIl, father, I don't know just ex-
actly but 1 thought I'd like to take q
post graduate course and get a Phi. d.
You see have only Ph. B"
s.Ph. d. umph? Well. there's only
one letter between B and D-don't you
think you've gone about far enough?
As it is you cant read the one you
/ have. What's the use of getting an
other?''
well, you see, father, the Ph, 3.
nowadays is just sort Of starter.
You must have the Ph. D.-that is. a
doctor of philosophy degree--the Ph.
B. is only a Bachelor of Philosophy
degree before collegeman will
recognize you as having done any
thing"
college nothing! What do l care
about what college men think of you?
They aren't going to support you.
why, the poor beggars hardly get
enough to eat. I've been out to re-
ceptions with them myself-one night
q couple of young professors got their
hands against some fresh paint before
they came into the house where the
reception was. When they took Oh
their spiked tail coats and rolled up
their sleeves, why, confound it! al
though it was % degrees below zero
those fellows were wearing nainnoW,