Evening star., 1923-01-28
HAITI BoJs CRIED AND STOOD THERE MORE INCREDULoUsLY

and make all the money I'd care to
handle. I'd never go to q boarding
house. What's the use of a hired
room and all the useless fixin's irr 1t
they stick you fer? No man that's
got the gumption of a man wants to
waste his money like that when they q
a whole nice livery stable to sleep In.
You take some people-women. most
likely-and they git finicky and say II
makes you kind of smell. oh, don't
come near me.' they'll say. Now.
what kind of talk Is that? You take
me. why, like to smell like horse"
Yes, suh," said Bojus. "Hoss smell
RI pleasan' smell"
We'll, 1 should say 1t Isl" Mr..
Tuttle agreed emphatically. But
you take taxicab, all you ever git a
chance to smell It's burnt grease and
gasoline. Yes, sir, that's what you
got to smell of If you run one O.
them things. Nice fer a man to
carry around on him, ain't it?" He
laughed briefly, in bitterness, and
continued: mo. sir; the first time ]
ever laid eyes on ono 1 hollered, Git
a horser But If you was to holler
that at one OF 'em today the feller'd
probTy answer, Wherein I goin' to
be willin' to call a horse. not fer ]
don't know how long"
NO suh," Bojus assented. I guess
so. Man go look fer good horse he
fine a mighty fewness of 'em. ]
guess automobile put horse out o.
business-an' horse man, too. Mist
Tuttle."
"Yes. sir, l guess 1t did. First
four, five years when them things
come in, why. US men in the livery
stable business. we jest laughed at
'em. Then, by and by, one or two
stables begun keepin' a few of 'em
to hire. Perty soon after that they
all wanted 'em, and q man had to
learn to run one Of 'em or he was
liable to lose his livin'. They kept
gittin' worse and worse-and then.
my goodness. didn't even the under
takers go and git EN-! 'WeH,' says,
L give up! / give upr I says. Men
in this business that's younY enough
and ornery enough says why,
they can go ahead and learn to run
them things. I can git along nice
with a horse I says. "A horse knows
what you say to him, but amt
going to try and talk to no engine"
X \ 4
TIE paused. frowning, and applied
II the flame of q match TO the
half-inch of cigarette that still re-
mained to him. Them things ought
to be throwed In the ocean," he said.
That's what I'd do with 'em!'
You doe like no automobile?"
Bojus inquired. you take you en-
joyment some way else. I guess. Mist
Tuttle."
There's jest one simple question I
want to asst you," Mr.. TuttIe said.
"Spose a mans been drinkin' . little
well. he can git along with a horse
all right-like as not. horse'n take
him right on back home to the stable
but where's one o. them things
liable to take him?"
JAIL" Bojus suggested.
"Yes, sir, OF right over the bank
into some creek, maybe. / don't
won't nothin' to do with 'em. and
that's what / says from the frst. /
don't want nothin' to do with 'em.
says, and I've stuck to it." Here he
was interrupted by a demand upon
his attention, for his cigarette had
become too short to be held with the
fingers. He inhaled fnai breath
of smoke and tossed the tiny frag-
ment away. II own one Of 'em,
though" he said lightly.
At this the eyes of Bojus widened.
"You own automobile. Mist Tuttle?"
"Yes, I rot . limousine"
"what~ Bojus. cried and stared the