The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-07-26
SHORT STORY

WatS You Doing JOseff? The family was eating Sundey din- ner.
 ..wats you doing. Joseff?" inquired our hero's mother.N
 'Meerly leeving out, hole in my belt" apsered Joseff. I e'Watsl you doing, Joseff?" inquired our hero's father some moments la ter.
 'Meerly leeving out anuther hole in my belt" ansered Joseff.
 Some moments later his sister ask ed him, and some moments later his 1 i-ant askedA him, but our hero's anser fwas always the same. f Tho End {s.5t ] Sissiety notes Sid Hunts big bruth- CT Fred came out of the house with al pare of wite pants on last Toozday I and a awtomobeel splashed all over | them. Sutch loud simpapthpy was ix- pressed by all the fellows present that Sids sbruther Fred tried to kick some ! of them, and he went back in the house and came out agen with pants the same cutler as his coat, the gen. eral opinion being hes ony got one lpare of wite ones. | Advertisement - Lemminade one sent glass in Ed Wernick's back yard after school Ony real ice used and Iall lemmins squeezed in publick.
 Grandpop was erround at eur house last mite, and he took out his pipe and pop pushed his tobacco jar over saying Heer, try some of my tobac- co out of my dollir tobacco jar.
 Not on your tin tipe, sed grand ll pop. I've tried that befoe, that's ladies I tobacco, that's wat that is. no taste ta it., heer you try my tobacco if you wunt good satisfying mans snoak IAnd he took a big red packidge ou of his back pocket, saying, Heer yot are, good old Soldiers and Sailors GU plug, all this for cents.
 I Very kind of you, but reely, I don bleeve, I care to smoak now, sed pop I Then wat was you getting out you pipe for? sed grandpop.
 Wy, Willyum, sed ma, wen fathel awffers you his tobacco, I think thu leest you can do is to try it.
 But I'm ust to my own tobacco, set lpop, you know how it is wen your us to your own tobacco. I meen if yol noo how it was. yod wood under stand
 1 We'll give it trial, jest give it { trial and you'll thank me all the res of your life, sed grundpop, look a the money you'll save. look at al thi' for sents I ust to- smoak Working mans Delite. but you coodent temp me to go back to it now.
 l Mersey. Willyum, you mite at lees give it trial, don't be narrer, sed ma O well, wats one agenst multi I tood, sed pop. And he took the pack idge andstarted to put some in hi pipe.
 Don't be scared of it, take a lot heer, let me fill her up for you, set grandpop. And he took pops pip' and filled it all the way up, and gave it back saying. Now injoy yourself And pop lit it and started to smoal it, taking sutch little puffs you cood ent hardy see them.
 Take big puffs, wats you scared of sed grandpop.
 Goodniss, Willyum, how can yo, give it fair trial with sutch little puffs, sed ma And pop took abou 3 grate big puffs and the smoak look ed like smoak out of a engine. ant pop started to cawff like enything ant mawe fearse fases, and ma sed, O Wilyum, surely you don't half to cawf like that.
 Its jest jellusy, that's all it is, set grandpop, heer. don't throw that to bacco away. And he grabbed pop pipe and took the tobacco out of i agen and put it back in his big ret packidge, and pop cawffed som' more, ma and grandpop looking a him as if they thawt he was doing i on perpis.