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Show FROM UNCLE ALLEN 8PARK8. Old Gentleman Moralizes on the "Knowedgeous Cuss." "Probably you'vo got an Idea, my boy," observed Undo Allen Sparks, tilting his chair back against the wall and resting his feet comfortably on the bottom rung, "that peoplo aro dying dy-ing for Information, and that you keep always on tap oxnetly tho kind they want," says the Chicago Tribune. "It Isn't so, my boy; It Isn't so. Thoy ought to want It. I understand that well enough. Dut thoy don't.- You'ro chock full and loaded down with things thoy need to know, but-thoy don't want 'em. "Such Is tho stupidity of human beings be-ings In general, my boy," proceeded Undo Allen, "that thoy would rather blunder nlong In their own Idiotic way than to bo told how to do things light. So, If you havo found a place whore you can buy a corncob pipe n little cheaper than thoy got them, or If you know a method by which a follow fol-low can break himself of stuttering, or If you have had an interesting and Instructive personal experience, for heaven's sako don't say anything about It. Keep your facts to yourself. your-self. Nobody else wants them. Mankind Man-kind regards the knowedgeous cuss as tho biggest nulsnnco on earth. Don't tell other peoplo everything you know, my boy, and after awhile, maybe, may-be, you will come to tho conclusion that you don't know any more than other people which Is a pretty safo conclusion nlnety-nlno times out of a possible ninety-eight." |
