Umbrellas
At Stateville, Illinois, State Penitentiary, Warden Frank C. Whipp refused convicts’ demand for umbrellas when it rained.
Bumpkin
In Dallas, Tex., police picked up a shaggy-haired young man they found on the street late at night, dressed only in long cotton underdrawers. At headquarters he explained: “I’m Heckter. I hail from up yonder by Weldon, Ark. One night maw was reading to me out of a book and she come across a sign that said somethin’ about how you can learn to be a great singer from a teacher in Dallas. Maw made me a pretty new shirt, give me some money and showed me the road to git on comin’ this way. I wasn’t never in no city before today. A feller showed me a house and I talked to the folks and they give me a room with the softest, dangest bed I ever see.
“Come last night and I got pretty sleepy. I took off all my clothes but my drawers and—well—I had to go. Well, I went out in the back yard to gobut there wasn’t no path leadin’ to the place I wanted to go and I couldn’t see no little house. Well, I got turned around then and I couldn’t tell which was my house so I started walkin’ because I was cold.” After explaining city ways to Heckter, the police took him home to bed.
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