The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1922-10-12

the model visitor. If l had my w
household, with a charming bride to
pour the imitation coffee, and q vine
and fgtree in a j%ardiniere, I'd send a
special delivery letter to James, ask
ing him to come and stay for ten years
or more.
There's something reStful and
soothing about that gifted man. He
never bothers anybody. No one has
to waste precious moments entertain
ing him. 1t isn't necessary to discuss
the weather predictions, or dig up q
lot Of statistics about the crops, In
order to make James have a good time.
You don't have to show him the old
plush photograph album, and describe
the ancestry of the melancholy effigies
whose pictures appear therein. Near
ly all visitors are bores, my dear Mrs.
Jiggers, because they have to be en-
tertained. Somebody has to sit up
with them and thrash out last years
gossip. They have no initiative or
referendum. They have no resources
of their own. In order to have a pleas
ant WISH, lley ueeu lelp.
"Your cousin James is a man after
my own heart. / remember his last
visit quite well. He came in the eve
ming, and after supper he took a chair
on the porch. Knowing he was a
guest, | felt it my duty to entertain
him in the conventional way. /
dragged my chair close up to his and
remarked that it was a pleasant eve
ming, but the presence of a cloud bank
in the northwest almost convinced me
that there would be rain within twelve
hours, in which case, l proceeded,
there would be much jubilation among
the honest old farmers, whose crops
were suffering for moisture.
James listened to my remarks and
then looked at me, In a sad, reproach-
full way, as though he thought 1t q
shameful thing that imbeciles should
to the opposite end Of the porch with
out having said a word. l must con-
fess that I felt like a counterfeit
kOpeck for a few minutes, but the
more I considered the matter, the
more l admired and respected that
remarkable man.
"He used to 90 downtown every
morning and buy a paper backed
novel, or a fiction magazine, and then
he'd read 1t all day, and when he was
done with his literature he left 1t
where the boarders could get 1t. I
didn't hear him say ten words during
his visit, yet you say, Mrs. Jiggers,
that he Is an unsatisfactory guest.
Elderly l%andladies, whose intellects
have been warped by long years OF
p%arsimony, are hard to please.
Jeremiah, whom you describe as
Jolly and agreeable, should be sup
, pressed. He has collected all the old
cheesey stories ever manufactured.
and insists upon telling them. He has
a horrible habit of making puns, and
considers himself a humOrist, be-
cause Of 1t. You couldn't brlbe him to
sit down with a book or magazine and
behave himself. He has to be enter
tained every minute Of his time. and
the only way you can entertain him
is lfy letting MIN 90 the ehleTtaihihs
"He Is a genial old freak who thinks
he Is a privileged character, and every
body's pet. The last time he was here
he went into my sumptuous apart
mept and used my razor to shave the
southeast quarter section OF his
c~ountenance. His whiskers are full
Of barbed wire, and the razor was
ruined. When I spoke to him about
It he thought it funny. Yet you refer
to such a man as an agreeable visl-
tor. I blush for you, Mrs. Jiggers."