The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1906-09-08


ing a trip down to New York with his
| fathers dressgoeds salesman, Watkins.
| This salesman, at the request of the
| old man, was going to New York to
offer suggestions to the buyer of his
| line.
One evening Watkins, Joannis Caro-
lianus and the dry goods buyer sat
with group Of manufacturers and
statesmen in the roof garden of the
Hotel Aston. They looked down Broad
way at the glittering lights which
snone between the great sky-serapin5
| monuments Of commerce. The scent
Of the geraniums that fringed the rees
garden, the green climbing vines and
the cake-walk played by the relocated
hungarian band kept the little party
Of business men quiet for while; but.
after bit they forgot the glittering
lights, the music and the flowers, and
began to talk of business.
Although he did not know it, this
was the first lecture in a new course
for Joannis Carolianus.
This is great age Of taking said
cloth manufacturer. People some
how want to be humbugged. Quality
doesn't cut much ice any more. The
whole thing is appearance. not what
anything really is. Ia my business
find that the whole thing is going 4,
cotton backs instead of all-wools What
does a man who wears suit of clothes
know about cloth anyway? You can
just as we'll gouge him as not and
make more profit while you have the
chance. Why, it's getting SO that the
cloth manufacturers who buy from me
are handling more and more of this
class OF stuff and less and less of sub
sta:ltiai, well made goods" The man
who spoke was one of those manufac-
turers who had inherited a reputable
business from his father and one who
had made no progress.
Taking Never Pays.
mo, l don't agree with you for a
minute broke out Watkins. He was
a man who had bucked up against the
retail merchants who see all kinds Of
goods go onto the backs Of their Gus
toners and who are the first ones to
hear Of kicks when the stuff they S. Il
is poor.
mo, sir; / can't stand for tha. for a
second While there is great deal
Of taking done nowadays, / don't be-
1ieve in it. The man who makes good
stuff is the man who will make more
stuff He is the man who will build
business that vii, expand right along.
You saw, | am sure, the big res
taurant out near the worlds fair
ground in Saint Louis-the restaurant
owned by a darkey? Well. sir; used
TO know that fellow years ago in Te-
eumseh, Nebraska. Out there we used
20 call him Ham Sandwich joe
Heavens! what a good fried ham sand
wieh Black Joe could male! / used to
ger into Tecumseh on the midnight
Cannon Ball. I remember. one nom
ing, when the Cannon Ball was late; it
was about 1alf past three in the morn
4ng when tho coach stopped al the de-
Dot. Cold? Whew! never struck a
place where it gets as cold as it does
in Nebraska The snow fakes, it seems
to me. start at the Canadian border
and go on a bee line for Pensacola,
Florida They are all about head high
and flying fast when they sweep south
ward across Nebraska. There wasn't
any bus at the depot on this blizzardy
morning that am telling you about
and had to lug my two heavy grips
about four blocks. up to the hotel.
I'd gone but very short distance
when l caught Whit Of fried ham
Hungry? Did you ever smell fried ham
when you were right good and empty?
When / smelt that meat a-frying my
appetite fell against razor strop and
1t was sharp enough to split a strand
Of spiders web by the time reach
ed Black Joe's shanty.
81 had never been in his place be-
FORE It was about block from the
hotel AS climbed up on the stool,
Joe said, .Mawnin' Cunl, what can !
do fob you. subj" A brakeman who
sat near remarked: IF you want
something really good you just get Joe
to make you one of his fried ham sand
wiches-with a bun.
AL right, I'll take your tip, old
man." said and asked Joe to make
NE enc. My mouth Watered like
sugar-maple in sap season while the
lam was in the skillet. Joe sliced
bun in two and warmed it up a little
as the ham sputtered. Talk about
cor, ~ n ino oaad4 T'uo N a1ra, bod NV,
thing in my life as good as that ham
sandwich. That was II years ago, but
whenever think about it, to this day,
/ can taste it again.
Recipe for Success.
After I'd eaten three sandwiches, a
whole apple pie-and joe could make
an apple pie with nutmeg in it just
as good as he could sandWiches-and
drunk pitcher of sweet milk, I asked
Joe how it was that he made the sand
witch SO good.
Well, Cunl, I'll tell you, sub The
fust thing dat am Necessary to de max
in OF a sandwich am to have good |
ham. Now, dis we're ham has
speedy cured fob me. down in ole
Kentucky, by my ole nanny It |
hangs in de smoke house many az
many a night, and she burns sassafras
bushe7 under it. OATS one Of de things
what makes de favor. Yes, sub, the
fust thing have am good ham-a.I1
then this we're bread-dat makes my
se'f. You see, T jes takes a little piece
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