The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1908-09-25

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 / drop 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 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 l come
into a restaurant l come for some
thing to eat"
Its the primary object, certain
ly," agreed the perfect stranger.
"You bet your life it is," said the
tobacco-stained man. 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 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 tin plate if you want to,
/ tell her. I'd as lief eat my gravy
with a steel-bladed knife as a silver
plated one with a pearl handle, so
long as the gravy's what gravy ought
to be. l don't want no change o.
plates to eat my pie, either"
'It 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"
'In 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-stained man. There wouldn't 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 'em an centre ia
bles an vases on the mantelpiece an
fuss an fixin's wherever you turn.
have to stand for 1t, bein' a married
man, but | don't take no stock in It."
"It was luxury that led TO the
downfall OF Rome" remarked the
perfect stranger.
81 don't know about that. ]
wasn't never South" said the tobac.
co-stained man. II know what's the
matter with Chicago. though. What's
a house for? It's TO live I'm, amt It?
AS long as there's four walls an q
roof what more do you want? Give
me bed to sleep on an table "a
eat of OF an n chair 70 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 believe in it don't get It, BY
a long shot," growlcd the tobacco.
stained man. "Yes. / believe in the
simple life an I believe in solid com.
fort an l believe in common sense
an that's what n woman don't believe
IN. Ny wife don't, anyway. What
she wants is style. an she amt salts
fed with being stylish herself, but
she wants me to be. tell her that's
all right. but IL she works on me
from now TO Rosehill she won't gel
ue no different to what I am"
You can't make a silk Ahem,'
whats that?" asked the tobacco.
stained man.
cit would seem TO be q little toe
much to expect"
Clothes" resumed the man with
the tobacco-stained bosom. "There'i
clothes. What do I want Of styIisl
elothssf wear clothes TO keep n,