Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1922-09-27
MAINE HOSPITALITY.
VacatiOnist Wins Ford on JOe's Re-
sOurceful Hospitality.

SOufCeIuI HOSpltaIlty.
From "far-off" Boston comes
story of wit and humor which re-
suited in the winning of Ford car
in a contest conducted by the Boston
Post. The story is good, but the
theme is better, for it shows the re-
sourcefulness Of Ellsworth's night Of
ficer, who entertained his visitors in
such a manner that the pleasantest
of memories remain and also won a
car for writer of the story on
"Maine Hospitality"
In writing the Post, Mr.. Mckee
said: II hope to be able to take a
trip to Maine in the near future, at
which time l shall call on the good
friends in Ellsworth who helped us
so much on this OCCASION
Following is the story which Mr..
Mckee wrote, and it describes in de-
tail his trip to this city and what he
found while here:
MAINE HOSPITALITY.
A friend and I, while making tour
through Maine, arrived late at night
at the hotel in northeastern Maine
town. The dining room being closed,
we set out to find restaurant to re-
lieve our hunger. To our dismay every
public eating place was closed for the
night. The night officer in the square
to whom we told our plight, meditated
a minute and then said: Follow me-"
We followed him for quite a distance,
until, in front of one of the restaurants
we had already unsuccessfully tried,
the officer took key out of his pocket,
unlocked the door and ushered us into
the kitchen where there was still a
good fire in the range
Now, boys" said he, Il am no cook,
but there is the range and there are
the cooking utensils on the wall at the
left, and over there is the refrigerator.
and there is rack of pies on the
right, and if you can cook a meal go
to it." The whole thing struck us so
funny that we laughed, but we lost no
time in following his kind suggestion.
We went to the refrigerator and
pulled out a slab of bacon. some eggs,
some cold boiled potatoes, quart of
fresh milk and some butter We went
to the bread box and got fresh loaf
of bread which we cut in generous
slices, and then put the coffee on the
stove.
While we We're at work in the
kitchen preparing our own meal, three
of the residents of the town came in to
the main room and took seats at the
front waiting for someone to serve
them. The officer went out from the
kitchen and said to them that the place
was closed for business that night, and
after ushering them out he turned out
the lights in the main room
When we had prepared our meal we
asked the officer to eat with us, but he
said he never ate late at night. He re-
called us with some interesting stories
of the town while we were supping.
then asked him what was the charge.
He hesitatingly said: Gosh! don't
know. l don't own this place. Would
dollar be too much?' We laughed
and told him we had certainly eaten
more than dollars worth, but that
was all he would take from U.S. upon
receiving the money he deposited it in
the cash register My friend asked If
there were any cigars or cigarettes in
the restaurant.
No" said our policeman host, but
if Won want some smokes follow me
and l will open up another place" My
friend, however. said he had noticed a
drugstore that was open, so we ad-
journed to the pharmacy, and supplied
the officer with package of cigarettes
which was all he would accept as
gratuity After shaking hands all
around, we returned to the hotel ana
to bed.
GERALD II. MCKEE
1873 Summer street, Boston.