The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1913-02-13
FOR A WORTHY CAUSE
BY JAMES kilRoY.

We'll, old man, what are you doing
here7" exclaimed Simpkins as he sat
down beside Brander at table in
the corner of the restaurant.
Brander took savage bite out OF
buttered roll before he answered
shortly: Watching the walters play
tiddledewinks with the dishes. What
did you suppose came here for--to
bale hay?"
Don't be SO smart" begged Simp-
kins. From the way you've been
Dragging about the place where you
board, and making our mouths water
over what you say you get to eat
there, nobody would ever suppose
you'd come back to this nix for a
nickel Joint"
The other young man shuddered as
he poked at the fried potatoes before
him when think of the tissue pa
per china, the honest and truly cot.
fee, the uncanned vegetables, the sure
enough butter we got there"
sigh finished the sentence.
What happened" inquired his
friend, sympathetically. "Old lady
die?"
Nope" Brander shook his head.
well, weep on my shoulder" sug-
gested Simpkins. Tell me all about
1t. What drove you from your happy
homer"
"Bazaars!" grunted Brander.
Indeed? II so, Why"
Since you must know, my old lady
as you call the best cook that ever
was, belongs to the United Order OF
Purple Pinks."
Whats it?"
"Oh, sort of charitable organiza
ton and sorority mixed. They're
holding bazaar this week, to get
money for a statue OF the founder to
put III q niche that happens to be in
their meeting hall. Any money that's
left goes to the heather Chinee or
something
But where do you come in, or
rather get out?"
Brander snorted Can woman be
at a bazaar all day and night and find
time to cook for folks at home? A
whole month now we've had that ba-
zaar served to us at meals. Besides
that. contributions are constantly
levied. ! got off easy by giving a
check, but the girls at the house have
had to make articles till we could
hardly wade through the heaps of
blue wool dolls. pale pink tie racks.
green aprons and yellow piano scarfs
piled up In the parlor. Embroidery
silks appeared in the salads and nee
dies in the bread
Worst of all, no one talked of any
thing but the heavenly statue and
how stingy people are when 1t comes
down to real charity. And | don't
know how many chances I've bought
on things I'd not want to see. even II
they did show 'em to me. Then we
were told to get our suppers else
where this week. because our land
lady felt that they needed her to con
duct the bazaar We were told to sac
rifice ourselves for the good OF the
cause: nay, more, that supper is be-
ing served by the United Sisters. But
excuse me-"
twenty-five cents admission, So
for supper, so for posy in your but
tonhole and dollar to get OUT"
chanted Simpkins.
After nervously fumbling in his
pockets, Brander said: Here are a
lot Of tickets you can have. Take
your girl to the bazaar. It's real pref.
ty. Have a good time"
But Simpkins SHE'D What do you
take me fora millionaire? Id never
get out alive"
Think of the noble cause" en-
treated Brander. Think of the good
you can do"
I'm sorry apologized Simpkins,
but this is my busy week. Every
evening is filed"
THE man that hath not charity in
his SOUL" misquoted Brander, scorn.
fully. you don't have to buy any
thing, Just go and look on"
Take your own girl" retorted
Simpkins
Il did | bought her the tie holder
that she's going to give me for Christ.
mas"
Poor old Brander!" said Simpkins.
well, never mind. You'll soon have
peace. IT can't last forever"
What can't, the holder or the ba-
zaar? But neither can l." Brander