A Trifle Cautious

A typical farmer from the interior, who had evidently come to the city to spend some of the proceeds of $1 wheat, walked cautiously into one of the better class hotels, says the Detroit Free Press. One oí the bell boys sarw him weighed down with a satchel and coat and umbrella and, as was his custom, darted toward the door to take the visitor's burdens and pilot him toward I the clerk's desk. He reached down to grasp the satchel. Quick as a flash the oíd msn's right arm shot out with his umbrella and just as Mr. Bell Boy took hold of the satchel the umbrella carne down on his back with a whack. "Take that, young fellow!" remarked the visitor. "You can't grab tüings away from me. I've heard uv bow yew tellers work it. Grab a hand bag an' skip afore a man has a chance tew wínk. But 1 (ooled ye this time, gosh darn ye! ïw feit out o' here right quick." The oíd man raised his umbrella again threatenlngly, and the bell boy, much discomfited, slid toward his seat, whüe the farmer once more cautlously advanced to the desk. The clerk reached out warmly to grasp his prospective guest's hands. But it didn't grasp. "Young man," said the oíd fellow, "yew're a trifle previous, ain't ye? When I git reddy tevv shake, 111 let ye know. Yew don't know me, an' I don't know yew, yet. Jest keep that paw ter yersalf. There, now, gimme a quill an' 111 show ye who I api-" He got the yuill and reglstered, but bell boys and clerks gave their guest full right of way in either directie