The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1912-02-27
~ ESTHER GRIFFIN WHITE.

~ esther GRIFFIN WHITE.
The Sabbath was made for man
not man for the Sabbath"
Thus you idly murmur as you glance
out the window and behold bored-look.
ing men wandering vaguely toward
Main street and groups of persons am.
bling ambigiously along with no evil
dent intention in life.
They may. in turn, glance in at the
window and see you sitting there.
Let me see." says Aunt Harriet,
isn't that where Sam Smith lves?"
Sam Smith" exclaims sister Jane,
why Sans been dead for ten years"
Surely you must be mistaken" re.
torts Aunt Harriet, why l saw him on
tn. street just the other day. He stop.
ped and inquired after your health"
Nonsense, Harriet" responded sis.
ter Jane, you've got him mixed up
with somebody else. The mans dead
these ten years l tell you"
LAS If | didn't know Sam Smith"
vociferates Aunt Harriet. whats the
matter with you Jane-you're getting
softening of the brain"
replies sister Jane Indignantly. 81
know exactly what I'm talking about
Sam Smiths dead"
"Oh, cut it out" growls Uncle Reu'
ben. Nobody cares whether Sans
alive or not So far as I'm concerned
hope he's dead-he cheated me once
in real estate deal"
Well" said Aunt Harriet, Il know
he died ten years ago"
And l know avowed sister Jane
that saw him not longer ago than
What are you two fussin' about,
impertinently asks Johnnie who has
been impressed, under compulsion. in.
TO Sunday stroll, Smiths don't live
there. That's where Hinkey Hunting.
ton eats grub"
why, of course" says sister Jane,
- do recall that Huntington's NOV
cd
Didn't I tell you he was dead!" tri.
umphantly cries Aunt Harriet.
So they wag along, Ordering up one
stree down another, plating out the
towns social geography, until, weary
with their unwonted exertions, for,
With the exception of Johnnie, their
walking achievements are negligible,
they return home and cast themselves
down calculating
I'm tired to death. What a long
day this has been!"
Sunday is. to the average, a tiresome
hiatus between Saturday and Monday.
The daily routine is interrupted.
And almost everyone lives by daily
routine
Ten to one you stay up later on Sat
urday night than usual and get up lat
er next morning. You dawdle over a SUI
perfluous breakfast and eat more than
you intended to or wanted.
If you don't 60 to church you lounge
round over the Sunday papers. You
yawn intolerably and are unaccounta-
bly, irritated by the other people in the
house.
stop slamming the door," you growl
as 1t closes violently for the tenth
time in fifteen minutes.
WELL" says madame. III you don't
like it go to church-or somewhere.
i've got my hands full with getting
r1ean by asking 'em when you know
I'm driven to death with this misera-
biz convention coming on"
"Oh, we'll, you humble apologetical-
ly. II couldn't get out of it-you know
Tommy and Billy stayed there three
weeks last summer and when Cousin
Nathan came in the ONCE"
"Oh, yes, always some excuse" says
madame flouncing out the door. You'd
better dress for I'm in no condition to
receive EN-"
Later Cousin Nathan and his wife,
their married daughter and her two
children come in for the midday COLA
tion-served at the ungodly hour of
half past one. Since you eat dinner at
six, ordinarily, and lunch at twelve,
this anomalous meal has an unpleas-
ant effect. You can't imagine why it