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Show UNAPPRECIATED PHILANTHROPY. H- TTnted to Go About Doing Good, but Was Foiled. ""I will detain yon only a moment, ma'am," said, a greasy looking tramp to . the. lady who came to the door of a house in the suburb the other duy in answer to his ring. "I am the inventor of a process for the deodorization of boiled cabbage." . "A process for what?" "For deodorizing the nutritious but not ambrosial cabbage. Tho invention, madam, has cost me much mental lubor.and I have expended hundreds of dollars in perfecting perfect-ing it. I am not mistaken, I think," ha continued, sniffing the air in a dispassionate, dispassion-ate, judicial kind of way, "in surmising that you are cooking cabbage in your kitchen at this moment ?" "You are not." "I am seldom mistaken in the odor of cabbage. Now, as I was about to say, although al-though this process of mine for the removal re-moval or rather prevention of the peculiar fragrance given forth by the cabbage in the process of cooking has cost me heavily, yet I am not a monopolist. I have no wish to deprive mankind of the benefit of the discovery. dis-covery. For a mere plateful of that cabbage, cab-bage, ma'am," he said, wiping his moutb softly with the back of his hand, "I will impart to you the secret whereby you can boil this justly celebrated vegetable all day without filling your house with the odor." "I think not. I don't want your secret." "Pogsibly, ma'am," he said suggestively, "you enjoy the fragrance." "I do." "Ah um!" he mused, "some persons do. It will surprise you doubtless to learn that I am passionately fond of it myself. My experiments pn deodoriznt ion. have not been pursued from a selflsh motive," he added with dignity, "but with the idea of benetlting others. Perhaps, madam, as it seems impossible for us to put this matter on the basis of a business transaction, you may see your way clear to permitting mo to test that cabbage to the extent of half a plateful anyhow?" "I do not.1' "Then have you any objections to my remaining re-maining here a few moments and enjoying tho smell of that cabbage?" "1 have. If you don't go away I'll set the dog on yon." . Tho tough looking caller put his greasy hat on ono sideof his head and strododown the steps with an air of insulted majesty. "When you' seo me again," ho snid, "in all probability I shall be at the head of a glgantb cabbago trunt." Chicago Tribune. |