The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1908-11-19

SCIlmplnB mas saved up CuuP'S -
thousand dollars-isn't he the NUS
ance though?
Oh, you know him all right Know
him, because, not content with saving
himself, he wants you to save. He
pleads and expostulates with you TO
save. He demands you to save. He
bullyrags and bulldozes you to save.
You don't envy him his hard wrung
couple OF thousand at all. You're
glad be has got it. You don't, how
ever. feel that a couple Of thousand
saved up with such a bitter effort
would do you, yourself, any good.
You don't want savings wrenched out
OF the ordinary comforts OF life in
that way And II you had the couple
of thousand a still, small voice tells
you that you'd be pretty liable to blow
It within a month or so anyhow.
Therefore you are content that he
shall go on having his saved up two
thousand and some odd bones, II he'll
only keep still about it, II he'll only
take away that noise he makes about
why you ought to get on your saving
clothes.
But he won't. Nor, sir, he will not
He refuses to. He's going to keep
right at you about saving. He's going
to force you to see the advantages,
the benignities, OF saving He's going
to put it square before you.
He's going to make you save.
He has a thousand ways of tackling
you. He's with you, for example,
when you buy a couple of cigars for
two bits.
Rotten extravaganza, he says to
you as he sinks his teeth into one of
the two for quarter smokes. Per
fectly rotten. Where dye expect
you'll pull up il you keep right on
hurting your dust away like that?
l know, but won't say. I'd hate to
say. Doggone it ALL will say it
you'll pull up on the poor farm, that's
where you'll pull up. Idea of chuck
ing in twenty-five cents for two pifing
smokes. You must be crazy! Look
at me. I smoke stogies. Get a hun
bred of EN- for a hundred cents. And
they're every blamed bit as good as
these two for quarter things. Fell
smoke stogies now, in fact, than these
fool things. Think what you could
do worth while with that two bits.
Why it's the interest for year on
five dollar note at five per cent.
You're bughouse, that's all. You'll
never have anything. You'll die a
bum. You hear me a-talkin'."
You tell him mildly that it's all
right-that If you're destined to die
bum, as he says, why, youll be able
10 cast back and reflect upon the fun
you've had, But he snorts at that.
He snorts, in fact, at virtually every
reason you give as to why you desire
to blow in your own coin after your
own ideas Of coin blowing He's one
of the busiest little snorters we have,
as a simple matter of fact.
Or maybe he'll get at you with ref
erence to the clothes you wear.
How much did that fool Willie off
the pickle boat suit of clothes that
you're sporting set you back?" he
asks you.
You muttor something about sixty
FIVE bucks.
"Siyty-fiye iron men for that mess
Of toys that makes you look like
somebody trying to make a hit with
d. himself, hey?" chops that friend of
yours who has tucked away some saw
ings. "Well. I'd like to have a peek
at the inside of your head under the
violet rays, that's all I've got to say.
SiXty-five bones for that suit, Ell?
Well, it is to laugh. It's to laugh to
think that there's a man on earth so
pinheaded. Say, you see this suit
: that I'm wearing now, don't you?"
You do. You don't tell him what
you think it looks like because you
don't want to hurt his feelings.
Well" he goes on, dye know
how many summers I've got out of
this suit? This is the fourth sum-
mer! Got 1t in the summer of 1905,
and I've been banging around in it
every summer since. And what dye
think l paid for it? Hey? 1 paid
sl1.99 for this suit of clothes, and
III get still one more summer out OF
, it, And If it doesn't look every bit as
good as that sixty-fve buck suit
you've got on III eat my linoieum lid,
that's what I'll do"
That's the way the saving friend
keeps right on barking at you.
He hears somewhere or other that
last night you dropped eighteen
simoleons playing poker. He holds
you up the minute he meets up with
you.