The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1907-06-10

nave almost mania for storytelling. |
He began with the oysters and had at |
least one story for each course clear
iown to the Roqueiort. The humorist
listened In patience but did not smile
or make any comment. Finally the
story.teller noticed the fact that he
was not eliciting any expressions Of
mirth. and. being one who was not
at all afflicted with diffidence. he ask.
ed: say. old man. what's the matter
with my stories, anyhow? You haven't
cracked a smile over any OF them.
II | haven't seemer to appreciate
sour stories you will have to bla
my modesty." Your modesty? There's
nothing about any of the stories
cl'vetol d that ought to interfere with
anybody's modesty. At least, sup
posed they were clean. II there's a
double meaning in any OF them for
heavens sake tell me- | told nearly
every one OF them to lot OF women
the other night" There's nothing at
all the matter with them. They're
good clean stories. Nevertheless. my
modesty forbids me to laugh at them.
| wrote them"
Walter Page. editor OF the Worlds
Work. tells of a quaint remark a
Texas farmer made to him. DO you
think" saIu Mr.. Page. "if these pros
porous times continue five years the
farmers will be five times as rich as
they are now" well, said the Tex.
as farmer deliberately 81 don't hardly
think so. You see there amt that
much money"
A good story is told Of an old darl,y
in Richmond who once experienced
considerable difficulty in securing the
sum due him from prominent bus
mess man whose stable the negro
had whitewashed
one afternoon, as the old darkv
came painfully up the walk toward
the hous the master thereof called
him from the porch:
whats the matter, Nose? Got the
gout?'
NO. sah," came in respectful tones
from Nose Use got de bill for dat
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS.
Bishop Brewster of Connecticut
tells Of an old reprobate who decided
10 repo t and announced to everyon,
that whatever wrong he had done
should he made right SO man whom
he had cheated out OF large sum of
money went around at midnight to
demand II. "But what did you come at
this hour for, and wake me up? why
not wait till tomorrow" said the old
sinner GROSSLY. 81 oame now" replied
the man, "to avoid the rush. '-Argo.
naut.
Near the middle of the second car
on South Side 81" train sat q
gentle faced, zephyr like girl OF appa
| rent extreme youth aid undoubte,
Fiace and beauty. Appealing in hsr
type. she was almost poignant in tha,
respect to the man no longer on the
sunny side OF fat middle age VIII
sat by her side. Leerirg from unde.
his eyelids he deliberately turned hal
about in his seat, but she sat with
eyes resolutely turned toward the op
posite side OF the car and feigned thai
there was no gray haired admirel
within mile of her.
Emboldened by her attitude. which
seemed TO suggest that OF a frighten
ed yet fascinated dove, the fat mar
began TO wriggle closer toward her
and coughed in an interrogative man
ner The girl shrank away like a lily
rudely caressed by a chill breeze
Bolder grew the fat man and under
pretense of refolding his newspaper
|
and let it play amona her ribs.
Her blue eyes opened wide.A flusl
as of the Marechal Neil rose crep
into her cheeks, and the pale, gentle,
saint like girl turned about in hel
seat. "You pie faced mutt" her voic,
rang in clarion tones through tn,
crowded car, what dye think am
a punching bag? Get your elbow ou
o my ribs, and beat your steamboat,
out o. the car or I'll sic cop oil
you!'
With a flush like unto the rudd,
hue Of the setting sun, and amid ;
miscellaneous chorus from those VIII,
We're in the know, the gray haired ad
mirer Of gentle youth stole from tn,
car and the sairtllke child of beaut,
relarsed into he" nunlike appearance