Evening star., 1921-08-14
M0REL PRINsAPLEs.
BY WILLIE DOwNEY.

Morel Prinsaples is when you have a
nerve to stick up for some thing.
Like last night my Father went in
Mires meet shop & stood in line Is or
twenty min. wateing his tirn & when
his tirn come he says to mr.. Mires lie
at that inst: the telaphone wrang &
mr.. Mires slidd for it like 1t was End
base.
Hold on Mires says Pa, who got here
LIST. me or that bell wringer.
Igscuse me just l min. says Mr.. mires.
No 1 be ding if lie igscuse you says
Pa. 1st come 1st served Is the rool OF
bizness all over.'
But Mr.. mires wiped his hands on his
fapern & ansered the wiring & it was
mrs. Will Brum. she was going to eat
out at trends so she wanted 2 lbs.
bolony & a dog bone.
So then Pa give him hale columbus.
Here bin wateing " an our he said,
has been reading a novvle or sleep all
after noon phones you to rush her up
some dog meet in you're Auto with gass
SO cts. & charge it to her acct. & may
be you wont get you're mummy for three
months, wy you run to waite on her
/ while stand & shovle my feet in you're
saw dust like a ding mexican pea own
or some thing.
What says Pa is there about cussta-
mer who takes the trubble to come for
MS meet q pay cash IoT IL q OeuVVerS
it him self that maiks him so Meen &
Lo that he, hass to be pushed one side
for some body that has not got Gu4np-
shun enoughf to order her dog bones
before the rush our?
Do you think that people with tela-
pfhone's mummy is any better than mine,
do you think because l walk in here on
my hine leggs that I am a piker & q
cheep skait, because II SO 1 will bring
along my telapfhone contract mex time
& show you & then may be you will
reckonnize me as a free born american
who don't haff to traid where 1 haff to
play I'd fiddle to a chow pupp. Its
agenst my morel prinsaples says Pa"
With theas wirds he walks out in the
rane although bis feet hurt him clear
store, but by that time they were all
cloased up SO we had prinsaples for sup
per insted Of pore chops.
Pa says II he run a store & had a
pfhone & no body to anser it & do moth
ing else he would ring its neck. be-
cause while the telapfhone is the gratest
blessing, of the aige. but pfhone with
out an opperater is like a ham ommalet
with the ham let out. He says the rea-
son the Chane Stores have such pull
hine the counter is not all the time Jilt-
ing you in the middle Of your order &
chacing Off to be sweet to some society
dame with dog miles away.
Ma says she don't kno why we
have phone any how becuase
man butts in & jiggles the hook &
says will you pleas hang up so I
can call DR.. g. when Ma hangs up
& then lissens in to see who is sick,
wy this woman calls up a lady friend
& they mock Ma back & 4th over
say I bet she is lissening in On us
don't you.
So as I say let us all stick up for
our Morel Prinsaples like my Father
come what may.
bright were Miss Angelina's eyes,
- but not with mirth. It was un-
speakable. this thing that Mr.. Sloan
had done. Thrice before bedtime she
called his lodgings. Mr.. Sloan was
not in.
Before the last call, she donned
her wraps and went out to Plume
street. Courageously she pulled the
opened the door and cried, surprised,
why! Miss Lance,
"Is Willie here? Have you seen
the paper? Will you let me tell him
how it happened. and how sorry I
this evening. He had been sent to
bed without supper The explosion
at Rutland had been as nothing, 1t
seemed, to the outburst in the Downey
home.
Slowly the extent Of the harm
dawned upon Miss Angelina.
ut was Mrs. "A. Lincoln Wilbram
wanted the dog bone," said Mrs.
Downey, tearfully. Everybody will
recognize her; and what Mr.. Will
BRAN will do to US we don't need to
be told. Poor Jake Is SO upset, he
has gone out to roam in the dark
He couldn't stay in the house."
New jobs were scarce for men at
his time of life, and with his feet.
Dore and Jennie might have to leave
high school.
"I'm sure you meant US no wrong,
Miss Lance; I'm sure there was a
mistake. But think how dreadful
it is, after twenty-five years Of hav-
ing Mr.. Wi1bram's pay, then to turn
around and backbite his wife like
that, right out in printw
Doubly troubled now, Miss Lance
departed. Attracted by a quick gath
ering Of loiterers in the avenue, she
witnessed q controversy that might
easily have become q police matter:
You're a liar II you say you said
all that to mel" shouted the burly
Butcher Myers. You never opened
your head you Shrimpi Bawlinx me