Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1935-01-18
''Chirps'' ~
from the
Democrats Pen

Well. Sir, was sitting in my office
one day last week, when rather ell
derby, ebony-hued, representative OF
the African persuasion timidly opened
the door and showed about one-halt
himself in the frame. He was half
bent in a courtly bow, his hat held
about three or four inches above the
top of his head, very much as men DO
sometimes at funerals.
'Mornin', boss, he saluted.
"Good morning." replied, come in
He came in rather hesitantly, look
ed around a second or two and then
asked:
"Is you de editor oh de newspaper"
"Well," I said, some are charitable
enough to give me credit for that dis
tinction, and must confess that while
old Helios mounts his chariot wheels
and goes speeding across the flaming
pathway of the skies, I do seek the
innermost recesses Of my cerbral
chambers for such items to give my
weekly effusions that perusal which
mad induce readers to extract from
their purse strings the insignificant
amount of filthy lucre to pay for one
subscription per annum."
"Yassah, 'spect you right, bout
dat. I did'n zactly catch all dat you
said, an mebbe you did'n jes onner-
STAN my question. axed We was We
editor of dis paper?"
"Well, yes, reckon I am"
"Yassah, dat's what I wan to
know"
"What can do for you?" asked.
"Does we put Adjustments in it?"
ooh! yes, you want to advertise
something's"
"Yassah."
"What kind of ad do you want ?"
"Jes one oh dem kind for the people
70 read. dat's ALL" 81 >. i
"About what?'
aye see, sab, I done loss a path
specks."
ooh! I understand, you want to put
an ad in the lost and found column"
"No, sub, on'y in de loss place, I
aim done foun' 'em yit."
Cali right, what kind of 'specks'
were they?"
"Jes de kim you put on your nose
and look throo, sab; what's it gwine
cost"
depends on how many words you
have to print. Cost you two cents a
word"
"Would you min writin' it fun me?"
NO." said, and straightway set to
work and produced something like this
from his description of the eye glasses:
"Lost-One pair spectacles; horn
rims"-and when asked if they were
bi-focals, the old man said:
"Nossah, I gifts nothin' by folks,
has to pay my own bills" So I
omitted that part of it. After finish
ing the ad to suit him, and getting
his name and address, I said:
"By the way, old man, I was told
by friend of mine that he found a
pair of spectacles very much like you
describe"
"Bress de Lawd! Now aim dat de
beatinis' luck; where did he pick 'em
up at?"
"In his hen house."
"Suh! ="
"That's what I said"
"Yassah. Er-ah. Mister, what We
say dat adjustment done COST"
"Forty-eight cents"
"Yassah. Well, sab, ! dom speck
my fren wan pay dat much TO- dat
bit O. writin', so reck'n you'd better
not put it in"
"Your friend? I thought that was
your name you gave me, and that you
said you bought them yourself"
"Nossah, you minunnerstan' me; I
was jes talking for my fren', OATS ALL"
"Well, maybe, if were to see the
gentleman who found them, he'd give
them back to you, and you or your
friend wouldn't have to pay out any
money"
"Nossah, nemmine bout dat. Dem
old specks want no count nohow; neb
Der could read wild 'em. Guess I'd
better be gittin' off. It's gittin' kind
o. hot in here, anyhow"
Hold on" I said, "I'll call the gen.
tleman up and ee what he can do for
you"
But, as reached for the phone. the
old man deceived his years by the
way he darted out the door, and that
was the last seen of him.
Miss Mollie E. Townsend spent the
weekend with her niece, Mrs. James
E. Jones in w. Philadelphia and Mrs.
N M D,Addaria in Germ q r1fnuzn