Show I I Just Folks FoIk By Iy EDGAR A. A GUEST GUESTA A VANISHED CUSTOM I saw him in a little town bewhiskered bewhiskered bewhiskered be- be whiskered old and gray The waitress waltress brought his supper in upon an oval tray He looked just like my granddad as I last remembered him With an shaped egg-shaped Adams Adam's apple just above his collar rim And I chuckled as I noted when he went to drink his tea That he poured it in the saucer and then blew It gustily Its It's been 50 0 years or over since the day with him I sat And watched my dear old granddad granddad granddad grand grand- dad drink his cup of tea like liko that So o I 1 edged a little closer on that railroad station stool And spoke my granddads granddad's sentence ien- ien tence the way to get it ft cool His eyes began to twinkle as u he put the saucer down Yes said he he I always do it when Im I'm out of ot town At home the girls wont won't let me They're forever tellin me Its It's disgraceful or illegal for lor a aman aman aman man to blow his tea An to pour it in the saucer so ao that cooled it will getIs get getIs getIs Is a most distressing practice and anda a brea breach h of ot etiquette Oh I guess I often shame them cause their manners are so 10 fine tine But my father used to do it and andI I answered So did mine Oh the world must be improving Almost nevermore I 1 see Ice Any dear old man or woman woman from tho the saucer drinking tea Have the tho girls so 50 0 trained their elders that no longer they employ The quaint and curious customs that I witnessed as 81 aaa a boy Have the graJ grandpas and the grandma grandmas grandmas grand grand- mas ma all their freedom given up That they never use their saucers and drink only from th the thO cup Copyright 1936 1930 Edgar A A. A Guest |