The Ekalaka eagle. [volume] (Ekalaka, Mont.) 1909-1920, 1913-06-20


sWeethearts, but l never could under
stand IT. n man and Il sausage grinder
II Il pantry awake in me exactly the
same sentiments. | went to a matinee
once to see an actor the girls were
crazy about. l got Interested enough
to wonde whether he liked his steak
rare. medium or well done and his
eggs owe or straight up. That was all.
No. Jeff: I'll marry no nan and see
him sit ut the breakfast table and eat.
and come back to dinner and eat. and
happen in agih at supper to cat, eat,
cat
But, Name say> |. it'll wear off.
You've had too much of it. You'll
marry some time, of course Men don't
eat always
LAS far as my observation goes.
they do. No. I'll tel YOU what I'm 60
ing to do Name turns. sudden. to an
imation and bright eyes. There's a
girl named Susie Foster in Terre
Haute. a chum of mine. She waits in
the railroad eating house there. l
worked two years in a restaurant in
that Susie has it worse than l
do. because the meu who eat at rail
road stations gOhblr. They try to f1irt
and cohhle at the same time. Whew.
Susie and I have it all planned out.
We're saving our money. and when We
get enough were going to buy 4; little
cottage and five acres we know Of and
live together and grow violetS for the
eastern market. \ man better not
bring his appetite within a mile Of that
ranch
AS | said before. that experience
put me wise that the feminine ar
rangement ever struggles after decep-
tions and illusions. Take England
beet made her: wieners elevated Ger
many: Uncle Sam owes his greatness
to fried chicken and pie, but the young
ladies of the Shetalkyou schools. they'll
never believe it. Shakespeare, they
allow. and Rubinstein. and the rough
riders is what did the trick.
Twas a situation calculated to dis
turb. | couldn't bear to give up Name.
and yet it panied me to think Of aban-
doning the practice of eating. | had
acquired the habit too early. For
twenty-seven years | had been blindly
rushing upon my fate, yielding to the
illsidious lures Of that deadly monster.
food. 1t was too late. was Il rumi-
nant biped for keeps. 1t was lobster
salad to a dou-hnut that my life was
going to be bli"hted by it.
II continued to board at the Duyan
tent. hoping that Name would relent.
l had sufficient faith in true love to
believe that since it has often outlivcd
the absence of a square meal it might.
in time. overcome the presence of one.
l went on miniStering to my fatal vice.
although l felt that each time l shOv-
ed Il potato into my mouth in Names
presence I might he buryinC my fond
est hopes.
Il think Collier must have spoken
to Name and got the same answer, for
one day he orders Il cup of coffee and
a cracker and sits nibbling the corner
of it like Il girl in the parlor that's
filled up in the kitchen. previous, on
cold roast and fried cabbage. l caught
on and did the same, and maybe we
thought we'd made a hit. Tie next
day we tried it again and out comes
old nan DuEan fetching in his hands
the fairy viands.
"'kinder off Yer feed. amt We,
gents: he asks fatherly and some Sar-
donic. Thought I'd spell Name a bit.
seem the work was light and my rheu-
matiZ can stand the strain
S back me and Collier had to drop
to the heavy grub again. | noticed
about that time that | was seized by a
most uncommon and devastating appe-
tite. | ate until Name must have
hated to see me darken the door. Aft
erWard | found out that | had been
made the victim Of the first dark and
irreligiouS trick played on me by Ed
Collier. Him and me had been taking
drinks together uptown regular, trying
to drown our thirst for food. That
man had bribctl about ten bArtcnucrS
to always put Il big slug of .\pplctrce's
Anaconda Appetite Bitter> in every one
Of my drinks, But the last trick he
played me was hardest to forget.
"Onc day Collier failed to show up at
the tent \ man old me he left town
that morning. My only rival now was
the bill Of fare. \. few days before he
left Collier had presented me with ::
two gallon jug of fine whisky. which,
he said. a cousin had sent him from
Kentucky. | now have reason to be
licve that it contained .Appl"trcc's Ana
rOndl Appetite BittcrS almost cXclu.
sivcly. | continued to devour tons of
provisions. In Names eyes | remained