Up In The Old Hotel (Vintage Classics) - Plot & Excerpts
‘Fine pneumonia weather we’re having,’ the bartender remarked. ‘Yes,’ I said, ‘it’s one hell of a day.’ A portly old man standing a few feet up the bar gave a grunt, abruptly put down his beer glass, turned to me, and said, ‘My boy, a profane word never yet had any effect on the weather.’ The remark irritated me. I was in extremely low spirits; my shoes had been sopping wet all day and I felt certain that I was going to catch a cold and die. However, I nodded perfunctorily and said, ‘I guess that’s right, Mister.’ ‘Oh, don’t apologize,’ the old man said. Then he dug into a pocket of his coat and pulled out a small, pale-pink card. ‘Here,’ he said, ‘read this and think it over.’ The card said, ‘NEW HOPE FOR THE WORLD. GOD BLESS AMERICA AND OUR HOMES. HAVE NO SWEARING. BOYCOTT PROFANITY! PLEASE DO NOT SWEAR, NOR USE OBSCENE OR PROFANE LANGUAGE. THESE CARDS ARE FOR DISTRIBUTION. SEND FOR SOME – THEY ARE FREE. ANTIPROFANITY LEAGUE. A. S. COLBORNE, PRES.
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