Show the place of honor farmer hodge was ot of the good old fashioned school and he always gave a feast to his hands at harvest time it was harvest time and the feast w was as about to commence giles was the oldest hand and the hostess with beaming cordiality mo cloned him to the seat by her right hand band but giles remained silently un responsive come said the hostess dont be bashful mr giles he was just giles on ordinary occasions lons youad you a right to the place of honor you know giles deliberated a moment then spoke thank you kindly mrs airs hodge he said bald but it its all the same to you id rather sit opposite this pud den |