"Quad's odds"; . ONLY AN OHIO MONG the railroad travelers eating dinner ata hotel in Detroit one day was a chap fromFayette, Ohio, who hoisted in meat, potato* and bread as if he had been a week withouteating. A second cup of coffee was broughtM him, and in his hurry he picked it up and, /•. took a large swallow. It was considerablyhotter than pepper, and in his excitementthe Buckeye opened his mouth and shot the liquid acrossthe table against a,young mans shirt bosom. Gosh—whoop—hot—beg pardon—blazes—who-o-o!he exclaimed, reaching after water. Youre a hog, sir! replied the young man, a
"Quad's odds"; . ONLY AN OHIO MONG the railroad travelers eating dinner ata hotel in Detroit one day was a chap fromFayette, Ohio, who hoisted in meat, potato* and bread as if he had been a week withouteating. A second cup of coffee was broughtM him, and in his hurry he picked it up and, /•. took a large swallow. It was considerablyhotter than pepper, and in his excitementthe Buckeye opened his mouth and shot the liquid acrossthe table against a,young mans shirt bosom. Gosh—whoop—hot—beg pardon—blazes—who-o-o!he exclaimed, reaching after water. Youre a hog, sir! replied the young man, a regularhog! I am, eh ? Yes, sir. And Ive got bristles ? Yes, you have. And I grunt ? Yes, sir. Stranger, said the Buckeye as he reached across afteranother slapjack, stranger, Im not a hog—Im only anOhio man, bound for Lansing. 181 A CAREFUL MAN. OT for a thousand dollars a day would I be like , and yet I am his friend. He is a carefulman—one of your every-day philosophers, and he wouldntyell Hip! hurrah! if
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