The Meeker herald., 1922-01-21

q teetotaler. am not on Intimate
terms with Mr.. Origins, although ]
call at his store now and then to pur.
chase some OF his cigars. which are
nude of ensllage. He sells the worst
smokes In this town. and should be re-
buked for that. but I'd never suspect
him Of being an inebriate.
He might become one II 1t hap
pened to ruin gin some night, and he
i'ad u barrel under the rainspout. but
so long us trewater costs money there
isn't much danger Of Mr.. Origins
going nstray. He Is the most pussion.
ately economical man l ever saw. His
respect for u penny Is abnormal. A
week or two ago l bought a cigar al
his remnant counter, and WIS short
one cent when paid for 1t. told him
Ia pay the cent the next time ]
dropped in. and l fully Intended to.
but forgot to drop In for several
days. During that period. Mrs. Jiggers
met him on the street several times.
and he boned me for that cent, with
tears In his eyes, ut every encounter.
A nan OF that character won't waste
any money in riOtous living You may
paste that In your Sunday bonnet, my
dear Mrs. Jigggers. for your guidance
when you are trying to size up the
caliber Of your friends and acquuint.
ances.
Il met Mr.. Octagon on the street to-
dny and he told me q moving tnle Illus
trating the unwisdom Of jumping to
conclusions. The other evening when
he stepped onto the front porch to see
II the newspaper had come, he found
sample package of snuff. which had
been left there by some immoral dis
tributor.
MIR. Octagon had never taken a
pinch Of snuff In his life. and he was
curious to know what the effects were.
Curiosity, ! may remark Incidentally,
is another weakness responsible for
much trouble and suffering, and trust
you will guard against 1t hereafter,
Mrs. Jiggers. 1t leads elderly land
Indies to ransack the trunks of their
borders and read old letters which
were not meant for alien eyes. The
fact that you are blushing shows that
you are not entirely callcused.
well, Mr.. Octugon put the packet
Of snuff In his vest pocket and sat
around the fire until his wife left the
room on some errand, and then he tore
open the paper and inhaled IL few
grnins Of the stun. He says he
thought he would sneeze the top OF HIS
head OF. and dislocate his ears. He
a
could have heard him half mile
away. and then his wife came rushing
In.
"'Ebenezer Octagon,' said she, you
20 to bed this minute or you'll be down
with pneumonia tomorrow. Don't stop
to argue-l won't hear a word or
with you!
"Octagon couldn't get In word, and
didn't want to very much. being
ashamed to have his wife know he was
experimenting with SNUFF so he trun-
died of to bed at seven o'clock In the
evening, and his wife rubbed goose
grease all over his neck and chest and
piled 500 pounds Of blankets on him.
and made him drink three or four g,,l-
Ions of yarb tea that tasted like the
morning after the Fourth of July. and
he lay there sweating all night, the
most miserable man in town. all be-
cause his wife possessed the feminine
weakness for jumping to conclusions.
so let us be on our guard against
such mental infirmlties. Mrs. Jiggers.
and meanwhile would suggest That
you replenish the maple strip pitcher.
These pancakes are too dry and dusty
to eat without lubricant"