The New York herald., 1921-04-10

day. During the morning we called for
George, the efficient Greek presser, and re-
manned In retirement while he sponged and
pressed our suit. 1t had beautiful shine on
it when he returned it TO us. For moment
we hesitated, but only for moment.
rags are royal rainment
When worn for virtues sake
The suit need not even have been pressed.
No one noticed us. not even the girls. The
boys who got the attention were the fellows
with beaver hats, worn at an angle of forty
five degrees on the back OF their heads:
white spats, cutaway coats, &C., &c. (you
know the outfit), who walked with canes
which they used as blind men use their
sticks, tapping the sidewalk in front of
them. They looked like big beetles to U.S.
one of these kind that zoon around the
room at night, flop up against the wall and
fall to the floor with a thud. never could
go to sleep with one of those things in my
room.
They reminded me of a story that All
Foster once told me down in Georgia. All
was the son of one Of the most splendid old
gentlemen I ever knew. Judge Foster OF
Madison, who presided over the civil court
down there. On occasion he heard a case
which afterwards went to the United States
court at Atlanta. where Judge w. T. New
man tried it, and from there 1t was taken
to the United States Circuit Court Of APP
peals at New Orleans, then presided over by
Judge d. A. Pardee Judge Foster was sent
for by Judge Pardee about some feature OF
the case In his court at Madison.
Now Judge Foster was one Of those men
who have the right idea about clothes. He
contended that necktie was intended mere
ly to conceal the collar button, and as
only wore one collar button at a time he
needed only one necktie. By the same token
clothes. he said. were intended merely to
cover ones nakedness, and he only had one
body
PA" Alf says he told him, "you ought to
have some good clothes to go to New Or
leans They win laugh at that old suit in
the Court of Appeals"
So Judge Foster consented to be properly
dressed. and Alf took him up TO Atlanta for
the operation. He fixed the Judge up with a
beaver hat, high collar, Ascot tie, Prince AL
bert coat, striped breeches spats. patent
leather shoes, gray gloves. walking cane and
then added touch of color with red vest.
Judge Fosters breakfast at the st. Charles
Hotel in New Orleans was delayed some
what by the fact that Lew Dockstader' s
minstrel troupe was having breakfast at the
same place. which crowded the dining room.
After the meal Judge Foster went to his
room and put on the outfit Alf had suggested
as the proper attire and then stood on the
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rid of the idea that everyone was looking at
him. While he stood there a newsboy came
up and inquired, Mister, what time does
the parade start?'
Those clothes were never seen in the
Court of Appeals.
SO. you see there is a lot to be said about
clothes If you will think about them in the
right way.
L he faat
members Of the clergy OF any de-
nomination in the South is Bishop
John f. Gum. who was for many years pas
tor OF the Church OF the Sacred Heart In
Atlanta, but who is now the Bishop OF
Natchez Miss. Probably the distinguishing
characteristic II Bishop Gum. apart OF
course, from religious affairs. is a delightful
sense of humor which he is always ready
to employ for his friends.
On one occasion young priest in Atlanta
had preached a sermon the Holy Trinity.
during the course OF which he digressed TO
point out that combinations of the number
are to be found everywhere around us.
He spoke Of the suns moons and stars: OF
water, land and air: of the animal mineral
and vegetable kingdoms; OF the hills plains
and valleys OF the lakes, streams and
oceans. lie found many others and men
toned them ALL as he thought
After the sermon several priests were
complimenting the young priest upon his
sermon. Father Gum remained silent ri
naily one OF them asked:
Father Gum. can YOU think Of any com
blnation OF three which he failed 70 mention
in the sermon?"
We'll" replied Father Gum with twin
kle. he failed to say that three strikes are
out"
- HE late joel Chandler Harris. better
known to the children OF the world
as Uncle Remus." naturally had "A
number Of humorous stories about the ne
groes, most OF which have found their way
into print but here is one he used to laugh
about which has never been printed.
Almost across the street from Mr.. Harris
in what is known as West End. resided the
late Capt. Evan r Howell father Of clark
Howell editor OF the Constitution and