The Gentle Grafter eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 172 pages of information about The Gentle Grafter.

The Gentle Grafter eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 172 pages of information about The Gentle Grafter.

“I picks up one sheet and sees that it’s headed:  ’Special Advance Proofs.  In July, 1909, the Century will say’—­and so forth.

“The farmer rings up somebody—­his manager, I reckon—­and tells him to let that herd of 15 Jerseys go at $600 a head; and to sow the 900-acre field in wheat; and to have 200 extra cans ready at the station for the milk trolley car.  Then he passes the Henry Clays and sets out a bottle of green chartreuse, and goes over and looks at the ticker tape.

“‘Consolidated Gas up two points,’ says he.  ‘Oh, very well.’

“‘Ever monkey with copper?’ I asks.

“‘Stand back!’ says he, raising his hand, ’or I’ll call the dog.  I told you not to waste your time.’

“After a while he says:  ’Bunk, if you don’t mind my telling you, your company begins to cloy slightly.  I’ve got to write an article on the Chimera of Communism for a magazine, and attend a meeting of the Race Track Association this afternoon.  Of course you understand by now that you can’t get my proxy for your Remedy, whatever it may be.’

“Well, sir, all I could think of to do was to go out and get in the buggy.  The horse turned round and took me back to the hotel.  I hitched him and went in to see Andy.  In his room I told him about this farmer, word for word; and I sat picking at the table cover like one bereft of sagaciousness.

“‘I don’t understand it,’ says I, humming a sad and foolish little song to cover my humiliation.

“Andy walks up and down the room for a long time, biting the left end of his mustache as he does when in the act of thinking.

“‘Jeff,’ says he, finally, ’I believe your story of this expurgated rustic; but I am not convinced.  It looks incredulous to me that he could have inoculated himself against all the preordained systems of bucolic bunco.  Now, you never regarded me as a man of special religious proclivities, did you, Jeff?’ says Andy.

“‘Well,’ says I, ‘No.  But,’ says I, not to wound his feelings, ’I have also observed many church members whose said proclivities were not so outwardly developed that they would show on a white handkerchief if you rubbed ’em with it.’

“‘I have always been a deep student of nature from creation down,’ says Andy, ’and I believe in an ultimatum design of Providence.  Farmers was made for a purpose; and that was to furnish a livelihood to men like me and you.  Else why was we given brains?  It is my belief that the manna that the Israelites lived on for forty years in the wilderness was only a figurative word for farmers; and they kept up the practice to this day.  And now,’ says Andy, ’I am going to test my theory “Once a farmer, always a come-on,” in spite of the veneering and the orifices that a spurious civilization has brought to him.’

“‘You’ll fail, same as I did,’ says I.  ’This one’s shook off the shackles of the sheep-fold.  He’s entrenched behind the advantages of electricity, education, literature and intelligence.’

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