The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1908-10-07

1.-THE 0W'S EAR 4
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! He ScOrns Being Made
Into a Silk Purse.

81 don't care nothin' about style,
myself" observed the man with the
tobacco-stained bosom to the perfect
stranger who sat opposite to him at
the table. Because I drop a fork on
the floor amt no sign that it's goin'
to poison me. It's all %poppycock
bringin' on another one. After the
tip, that's what he is"
IT'S quite a simple matter to wipe
It off on your pocket handkerchief, of
course" observed the perfect stran-
ger.
"Sure-if you want to-" said the
tobacco-stained man. when Ifcome
into a restaurant I come for some
thing to eat"
cts the primary object, certain
~" agreed the perfect stranger.
"You bet your life it u.s." said the
tobacco-stained There's some,
though, that seem to want style.
They don't care what's brought on
so long as the dishes is all right. My
wife's that way, but I amt. She's a
holy terror for STYLE"
"Indeed?" said the perfect stran-
ger.
"You bet you," said the tobacco
stained man. That's where her an
me disagree. You can give me my
chuck on a tin plate if you want to-
I tell her. I'd as lief eat my gravy
with a steel-bladed knife as a silver
plated one with a pearl handle, Sc
long as the gravy's what gravy ought
TO be. ! don't want 10 change Il
plates to eat my pie, either"
at simplifes housekeeping to eat
all the food from one plate, natur-
ally" said the perfect stranger.
You bet your life," said the to-
bacco-stained man. What's the use
o. messin' up half a dozen kinds O.
dishes at one meal? Does it make
the food taste any better? I'd like
to have you tell me how"
I'm some countries they just bring
ON the kettle and let everybody fish
in it to suit himself" said the perfect
stranger. Then there are no dishes
to wash at all"
"They haven't got sense enough to
do that in this country" said the to-
bacco-stainsd man. There wouldn't
be style enough about it. What peo-
. pie in this country want is style.
Look at the things we've got in our
houses. There's another thing
we've got to have our chairs uphols-
tered in plush an velvet an tides
over the backs Of EN- an centre Ia
bles an vases on the mantelpiece an
fuss an fixin's wherever you turn.
I have to stand for it, bein' a married
man, but 1 don't take no stock in it."
at was luxury that led to the
downfall Of Rome" remarked the
perfect stranger.
81 don't know about that. I
wasn't never South" said the tobac-
co-stained man. 81 know what's the
matter with Chicago, though. What's
q house for? It's to live in, amt it?
As long as there's four walls an a
roof what more do you want? Give
me a bed to sleep on an a table to
eat off of an a chair to set in an an
other one put my feet on an a cuspi-
dor an that's all I'll ask of you"
"You evidently believe in the sim
pie life" said the perfect stranger.
IF I believe in it 1 don't get it, by
a long shot" growled the tobacco
stained man. Yes, Il believe in the
simple life an l believe in solid COM
fort an I believe in common sense,
an that's what a woman don't believe
in. My wife don't, anyway. What
she wants is style, an she amt salts
fed with being stylish herself, but
she wants me to be. I tell her that's
all right, but if she works on me
from o to Rosehill she won't get
me no different to what I am"
"You can't make a silk Ahem!"
whats that" asked the tobacco
stained man.
"It would seem to be a little too
much to expect"
Clothes" resumed the man with
the tobacco-stained bosom. There's
clothes. What do I want of stylish
clothes? 1 wear Clothes to keep me
warm, don't 1? Amt hat what
clothes are for? I don't care if they
amt the latest cut as long as they're
warm an comf'table."
IF you had a perfect covering OF
bristles you wouldn't wantany, would
you?" said the perfect stranger
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