One Spoon Enough

A Boston man traveling through the south was obliged to stop over in a small town where there was but one hotel, at which the accommodations were hardly to be oalled elabórate. When the colored waiter brought his dinner, the Boston man found that he was to have roast beef, stewed toinatoes, cora, peas, potatoes and coffee, the vegetables served in the usual stone china can oes. Presently he said to the waiter, "Dick, pass the spoons. " The waiter rolled bis eyes in geuuine amazement. "Spoons, san! What yo' want with the spoons.