The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1912-08-02
Raising Ell.

the bunch that hung around, we
didn't have anything to do, nor die
we want anything to do. we Just livet
on the old man, or were a bunch tina
lived on their wits as best they can
My mother used to talk to me o
how | was below my level, and N.Y.
father used to corner me up and give
me the very devil; my girl Ga nic'
girl was she) began to lose interest II
me TO such degree that well, why
Just put things together-such a!
mothers pleading3 and fathers rails.
ing Cain, and the way my girl init
mated that l was going insane, till
took hunch and cut the whole bloom
ing bunch of louneer-around down il;
my town.
got JOB in q store; got $500
per; wouldn't pay any more; boarded
| at home; and decided that it was no
more than right that settle for my
lodging every Saturday night.
Somehow got to staying home at
nights, and thoy way ] used to study
ran up the bill for lights.
Mother told me that now I was get
ting on my level: and father, well, eh
ceased to raise the devil; and my girl,
one Sunday afternoon when we were
walking round, Looking at the sights
of the town; as she held on to my
hand, kind of confidentially said to
me. "if you keep a-going along the
same route, why, wouldn't be sur
prised to see you the fellow Id like
you to be-"
But the bunch of loungers-around
said all sorts OF things to me, but
what they said didn't bother me.
They said | was quitter and the
like; tight wad like "Uncle Ike
and at nights as home they reeled,
they'd say Id hold a dollar till the
eagle squealed.
So a tight-wad they dubbed me,
and as a tight-wad they snubbed me,
but ! kept on a-sawing wood-kept on
making good.
When | started an account with a
b. 4 L.. they hunched each other and
said Now he thinks he's raising
ell" but as they talked more and
more. l just kept "a going, but little
faster than before.
Days and months and years rolled
by. and | kept a-plugging and kept
a.tugg;ng, and If every week to make
a deposit with the b. & L. was raising
ell, well, l was raising ell.
1t was late Saturday afternoon
just the time in my town that lovers
spoon-that my girl and took a iaunt
out of the town to the incest little
spot, and instead of thinking of things
which lovers sometimes do, we decid-
ed there and then, with the aid of the
b. & l.. to buy lot and build bung
allow for two.
1t amt been so very long since |
cut the bunch-not so very long since
| got the hunch-but a lot OF things
can happen in so short time that
really one ould never divine.
Why, since then. some OF the bunch
are in the pen; some VINO used to
laugh and goad are now hoboes on
the road: some who had promising
gifts are ordinary blanket stiffs, and
some who drank till they were sots
are now housed in holes six by two
in cemetery lots.
Yes, so many things can happen one
would never divine-so many things
in so short time-why, I'm the man
ager of a store-yes, the manager and
something more; I'm the owner Of the
store.
Yes, by the aid OF the B. & L., I've
gone right on raising ell, and I've
built the bungalow for two, but looks
as if should have built it for few.
We've got the incest kind OF father
and mother-in,laws, and they are
tickled to death at being grandpas
and grandmas; and the little tots are
the cutest thinks you ever saw. Ones
a boy and the other a girl, and they
are all our world-one LOOKS IKE me