The Wrangell sentinel., 1922-12-14

puCTlaTCn. IeO- pie are aiways sensitive about the
 mistakes due to inexperience. It is
 foolish to be so, but we can't help it. If man makes break through his
 own chuckleheadedness he can laugh over 1t and pretend he enjoys it; but
 if he makes q mistake simply because he doesn't know any better, he is full of modification from the roof of his
 hat down. It seems to jar his vanity.
 About the most humiliating experi- ence man can have is to get stung
 in horse trade. The average man
 doesn't know anything about horse.
 He can see if it has four legs and tall and pair of eyes, but he is ob-
 ltyious to all the things that make
 a horse a good one or a poor one. If he gets the worst end of a trade he
 should be a philosopher, and say that
 while he isn't a success at swapping
 plugs, he can wind up a photograph
 or stoke a furnace better than any
 man in the country. But he gets mad, and the fact that he was stuck in such
 a trade leaves a sore place that never heals.
 T can remember a break my first
 wife made when we were newly mar ried. She invited some folks to dinner.
 and, after much deliberation, decided
 to have a roast duck as the chief dish,
 and told the hired girl to go ahead and prepare the bird. Now, a duck is
 mighty fine eating, what there is of it.
 but there is mighty little substance to it. A duck is mere shell. It doesn't run to meat at all. A good hungry
 man could eat three ducks at sit
 ting and look around for more.
 My wife, who had lived at hotels
 and boarding houses all her life, SUD- posed a duck was a solid chunk of
 meat, and thought there would be
 enough of the bird left, after the din-
 her, to keep us in cold meat for
 week. Well, there were eight people
 at that dinner party, and each one
 had piece of duck about the size of one-cent stamp.
 Everybody but my wife thought the
 mistake was funny, but the most su- 1 perfcial observer could see at glance that her heart was broken. She tried her blamedest to smile, but right in i the middle of the effort she broke off with yell, and left the room to
 weep a few stanzas and she never did recover from that humiliation. I tried | time and again to convince her that there was nothing to be ashamed of in such a misadventure, but she thought l the finger of scorn would be leveled 1 at her as long as she lived.
 "I cant sit here and moralize in this
 strain all day, but feel just as sick as anybody when I make a break When the mayor was buried three years ago there was big procession in his honor. A lot of mounted men led the parade, and if you were look ing you doubtless saw me. I was
 riding a big black horse, when the big black horse wasn't riding me. 1
 never supposed there was any trick in riding horse, so when they asked me to sit on foaming charger I didn't | hesitate minute. l got seaSick be- | fore l was on the nag two minutes, and l let go the lines and hung to its
 mane and the fool horse cavorted all over the street, so that I looked like | the idiot who tries to ride trick | mule at the circus.
 My eyolutions simply broke up that funeral parade and turned 1t Into a 1 joy ride. l really wasn't to blame in my way, but whenever I think of the episode a cold sweat breaks out on
 me, and l feel like offering myself to the first comer for seventeen cents."