Devils Lake weekly world. (Devils Lake, N.D.) 1911-1914, 1912-12-12

d. W. EOAoy3 StOVu VI Inc tI66I Gnu
of q street car yesterday afternoon,
vainly searching his pockets for a
match, says the st. Paul Pioneer Press
he couldn't find one. Neither could
the reporter.
"Hey, CONDUCTOR" called Mr.. Foley
in that whimsical Missouri Dakota
voice, "have you a match in your
jeanss"
The reporter held his Breath to
listen to the crushing of the pre-.
sumptuous one. But the conductor
was actually coming toward him,
pulling pockets inside out as he came,
only to be anticipated by three OF four
men who thrust boves into the verse
makers hands. He conferred q dis.
tinct personal favor on each in some
strange way, although he needed but
one match. Foley punched" cattle
three years on the western plains
which explains why one "fire stick;
was enough.
"What Ibid you do, or how, that
made every man on the rear Of the car
rush to oblige you!' the reporter in
quired.
"a Mr. Foley laughed and spoke Of
something else, but his words a few
minutes earlier were the key to the
mystery. d
Remember that smilel'= he had
said. SEQ to the world with a smile
on your face and it will give you al
most anything you ask for. Just grin
and be cheerful. That is enough. But
go to the world with your chest pulled
out, and swagger up to the world, and
it is likely to kick you down stairs.
Remember the smilel''
7. He had been routed from an after.
noon nap a short time before BY the
man in search Of an interview. and
had answered the knock smiling, The
man in search Of an interview appeals
to the world to know if arising from
sleep with smile on ones face ism t
AM indication Of an extraordinary
character. Mr.. Foley smiles almost ali
the time, however, SO he probably has
his own peculiar secrets of life.
It's just in knocAing up against
the world and learning ali the time
that makes humorists." he explained
when the reporter suggested that the
state of Missouri was producing more
than its share Of men who can make
smiles, and that there must be some
mystery about that, too.
You see, I was a newspaper re.
porter at $l1 a week, and had to de
everything, and $11 a week don t
stretch enough to allow man to ex-
pand much. So had to keep digging
and I didn t have much time to think
great deal of myself. and now, since
l have attained little success, there
Dis more to learn than ever.
"You get off heref Well, so long,
old man! Remember that smilel'' "
Commenting upon Mr.. Foley's read
ing, the st. Paul Pioneer Press saws:
If it were possible for Eugene Field,
James Whitcomb Riley and George
AIDE to resolve themselves into a pleas.
antly smiling, boyish looking man,
whose language is replete with quaint.
~ turned phrases and who speaks with
the most whimsical pauses and shades
of tone, then that man would be hailed
on the streets by his friends as J. W.
Foley Of Bismarck, ~. D. Mr.. Foley
delighted an audience at the Park Con.
gregational church last night, appear.
ing under the auspices of the English
section of the st. Paul institute.
In introducing himself to his hear.
ers, Mr.. Foley assured them that he
regretted his bad taste In not being
native of Minnesota.
fBut really" he said, st WASH I
mature enough when I was born to
have sound judgment. I live in NORTH
Dakota now, but I was born in Nilsson.
n. 4dy parents were there at the time.
SO considered it better that should
make the state famous. At an early
age, 4, to be exact, I took them with
me to the northwest, where Mr..
Roosevelt and settled a large part Of
the state Of North Dakota. I have re.
NAMED there, but Mr.. Roosevelt /
presume you have heard Of Mr.. Roose-
veltf-left there to go east-to-ac.
cept-a government-position."
Throughout the delightful hour that
followed, the audience paid him =
unique compliment in repeating with
him, unconsciously, many Of his verses.
snatches Of rhyme that had lingerea
in the memory, their authorship nm.
known, were read by Mr.. Foley out OF
Mr.. Foley's book, thus quickly estab.
fishing a comradship between speak.
or and hearers.