The sun., 1908-06-21

some Of that tepid spaghetti left that we
had for last year's Christmas dInner9
The marketing hasn't come yet, you sayf
Well, what have I got 70 do with that2
Why isn't IL here3 You don't order 'em
10 have it here until q O'Clock. and now
lee only ~ Oh. that's it. 10, III Then I
suppose you expect me 10 cit around here
In the litter and dirt, twiddling my thumbs
and watching the cat wash herself. until
| 4 O'Clock. and then youm stake me to O
morsel or 30 Of foodi Is that itf
Oh. there's no use talking at all, I'm
In bad. and it's my own fault that I'm
| only now belgnning TO find IL out. In
bad. that's what am. There's not poor
mutt In New York that's In as bad as am
| at this minute. I'd be willing 10 stake my
| life that every one os those four other
fellows that are going fishing with me
found nice steaming meal waiting for
| them on the table when they got home,
| even II they did get home unexpectedly.
Their wives have got some gumption about
| them, that's all. Their wives don't jaw
| and fuss with them and holler murder at
them just because they want TO get away
from their burdensome WORK once every
two or three years and 60 on little fishing
excursion.
Where's that fishing shirt bought last
year--the one with the collar attached and
the pin stripe? How's that2 1t WAS all
worn out two years ago and went into the
ragbag and now yod'ro using It to dust
with3 Oh. Of coursei Surest thing you
knowi only bought II late last autumn;
| and yet you sit there and look me right
in the eye and tell me 1t was all worn out
txvA onI tmI 70
that without salt. All right. Go right
ahead. 90 a. far al you like. But there'll
be an end to all this stuff one OF these old
days. mark that.
suppose my fishing tackle was all worn
out ten or fifteen years ago too, and that
you're now using 1t TO gild the steam pipes
or tune,the piano with. hey2 Huh2 What's
thatp What l loaned my fishing tackle
10 Orabberoff away last fall and 10 hasn't
brought it back yeti Dye mean to tell
me-
Oh. we'll, it's no use--no use at all. You
got ms mixed up with those 0rabberof
people. You got to cuggerniuggering with
Mrs. Grabberof and then you roped her
and her husband in on me, and you knew
they were sponges and grafters all the
time, and now you've given EN- my fishing
gear and---
But III tell you one thing. I'm not going
tD stay home on that account. and you
can't make me. There's other fishing
tackle to be had, I guess. and I'm just the
| one that'n dig 1t up. can see that you're
bound and determined that sha ant have q
little trip to the fishing grounds for myself
this afternoon, but I'll thwart all that.
Never mind the eats DOW. III drop into
that little lunch joint around the corner
and get bowl Of milk and a biscuit or
something. There isn't chance on earth
Of my ever getting anything to eat here and
I'd hate to try to eat In q place that looks
like the day after fire sale in Grand Street,
anyway.
I've a blamed good mind to
There's the telephone ringing. Why don't
you answer 1t? Do you think don't have
| enough telephoning to do down at the Office
all day without dragging myself here to
| answer ever measly call that
Huh9 Who Is it? Jim Giddap, and he
wants me' Oh, all right.
Hello, there, jim, old pal. is that your
| Ha, ha, ha! Ye-eh, I'm home all right, and
Ill be right down
What's thatp Not going? You say
they're not biting very well in Canarsie
! Bay right now, you hear, and you think
| we'd better put it off until some day the
latter end of next weekp Oh, all right
matey, I'm willing. sure thing. Ye-eh.
Uh-huh. o X, old fellow. See you
downtown tomorrow So long.
Well, they're not going after all, and of
course get ohiselled out Of any little bit
Of fun that's framed up. and now suppose
I've got to hang around here the rest Of the
day, watching the cat
Huh? How's thatP You're glad I'm
not going, because the Grabberoffs are
going to be here in their new touring car at
O. clock and take us down Long Island way
for dinner' Well, why the deuce didn't
you say something about it before2 And
don't you feel little bit ashamed of your
self now for having knocked the Grabber-
offs the way you did-calling them sponges
and graf.ers and all like that2 Well,
should think you would. But it's just
like woman to let nice people entertain her
and take her around and give her swell
time, and then knock 'em-just like all
women. Fit isn't. I'll be burned.
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